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“You, who have not reached maturity, have already stepped foot on the Divine Steps… Even in those days, you could be considered extremely talented.” The Divine Steps... It was the Divine Steps again! It was not the first time Andrius had heard of it. Thus, he quickly asked, “What are the Divine Steps?” The Demon Emperor’s expression was indifferent and unreadable. “If you defeat Us, then We will tell you everything.” Defeat him... Andrius’ face became much more solemn upon hearing that. The Demon Emperor was a powerful figure from over a thousand years ago. He was the founder of a sect and renowned throughout the world!

"But when I put that curse on your predecessor, I didn't know that it'd take so long for that curse to activate." "Wait, my predecessor?" "Yes," he nodded. "The first emperor, Avery Valter Astaseul was my descendant. He was also the one who helped me defeat the evil black dragon, and even established a religion in this country to honor me. So I acknowledged his contribution and blessed his bloodline. With that, the great Helios Empire was born. But as time went by, the new generation of the imperial family kept tarnishing my name with their dirty works," the God said. "Assassination, invasion of other lands, purging of nobles who opposed the imperial family. They did all of that, and many m

“Hey, I can’t do that to you. You guys are my best pals.” “You did it before, Gareth.” Cassandra pointed to the prophesy in the glass which was under her armpit. “The past is the past, okay. Besides, it doesn’t make any sense again. Since the emperor is dead.” “The emperor is dead?” Vera asked. “Oh you haven’t heard. Well, he is dead. Rumors are flying around that his son killed him.” “That is ridiculous. The Emperor has no son.” Vera chuckled. “How old are you, Watcher? Ten years? Do you want to tell me that you are the only one who didn’t know that the Emperor bore a son out of his immortality?”

Orion just stares at Death, clearly shocked and confused as to why his father would give up his mantle now that he has this new, immense power. “And I!” Death declares, looking around at his courtiers, and his priests, and the girls all dressed in red. “Will be Emperor of this entire Planet! I claim it as my own, I seize it from Darkness himself!” A huge pulse – much more powerful than the one we felt before – pounds out around us, echoing through the entire space. My eyes go wide as I realize that Death just declared a new war, and this time against a much, much more powerful foe than I.

So then I read, “The poor Emperor could scarcely breathe; it was just as if something lay upon his chest; he opened his eyes, and then he saw that it was Death, who sat upon his chest, and had put on his golden crown, and held in one hand the Emperor’s sword and in the other his beautiful banner. And all around, from among the folds of the splendid velvet curtains, strange heads peered forth; a few very ugly, the rest quite lovely and mild. “These were all the Emperor’s bad and good deeds, that stood before him now that Death sat upon his heart. ‘Do you remember this?’ whispered one to the other. ‘Do you remember that?’ and then they told him so much that the perspiration ran from his forehe

Instead, the Green Emperor's gaze had been drawn to a peculiar sight—following the extraterrestrial demon's demise, a drop of strange black blood dripped from the chaos beyond the Bleurealm's membrane. As Severin observed that, he finally understood that the liquid likely played a role in the birth of the Ancestora. He calmed himself down and continued to observe the ebb and flow of time within the waves. Only upon the Green Emperor's ascension did Severin tear his gaze away from the spectacle. Finally, Severin snapped out of his reverie. "The Green Emperor genuinely deserves to be called the foremost immortal among humanity. Even a demon from beyond that bore the strength of a royal celesti

Kalta cursed, annoyed that Adonis always seemed to be coming back more powerful than the last. He could not understand why the kid would not just die and allow him to reign in peace. "I am not a bastard. I am Adonis, son of the great Lord of Death, Adonis. I am the reincarnation of my father and your true lord and master." Adonis answered him as he began to squeeze his hands at Kalta, squeezing and crushing his body. "You would never be able to be able to attain being a lord. Death agents do not feel or fall in love. Those who do are easily killed, take your father as an example." Kalta yelled out in pain as his bones were crushed and his organs mashed up together.

It has a creepy factor attached to it rather. "Well, for what I want from you is something that'll cost you a little freedom."He said to her, "And what's that?" "I need you to confess guilty to killing Xander Williamson...." "What?!" Keira was astounded at the man's preposterous condition to dropping the charges. "Yes Keira, I need you to confess to killing Xander and you'll be set freed from your impending." He repeated with great reassurance, leaving Keira shocked and speechless.

A loud gasp escaped my mother’s lips, “Daniel, he didn’t mean it he’s clearly intoxicated!” Silence fell around us as the conversation had drawn an audience. My father came from a long line of Betas and had already earned his title in the usual way by defeating his father in combat. Not to mention he had stood by Alpha Atticus (Austin’s father) through countless pack wars through the years. The last one that claimed Alpha Atticus’ life left my father with a blown-out shoulder and an ankle that did not heal properly giving him a slight limp. He gave his all for his Alpha and I know he would until my brother came of age for the title.

For weakness was meant to be trampled upon; to be molded into strength. The year was 101A; 101 years after the apocalypse. The apocalypse started like any other apocalypse – by human hands. And the prime culprit was the Emperor of Darkness. A man who was also known by the titles Beast Emperor and Death Killer. For he emerged from the abyss men had dug for him with an army so vast that the world above couldn’t contain it. He was a man who wasn’t a man. He was a being who wasn’t a being. He was wrath itself. He plunged the world into chaos, taking back all it had stolen from him in a vengeful pursuit that devastated over half of the world. Half of the world was desolated by his hand. The othe