The Chaos Wars
The demon god’s voice invaded my psyche.
Almost immediately, it shrank and entered X. The white glow was gone and replaced with with an ominous purple. His father was still grinning, but he seemed unsure of himself now. A demon god wasn’t something to be trifled with. Even gods steered away from them. I never knew X had a contract with one, no less a king of a circle. X raised a hand, now calm, and balled it into a fist. His father went up in flames immediately. Black, unending flames that seemed to eat at him. “Flame of naught”, I heard X say, before he threw his father into the black hole. He want past the event horizon and remained frozen, a prisoner of physics.
X turned to me. Staring a
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