The sky was dark red, the ground was littered with the corpses of humans, dragons, onis, monsters, demigods and gods alike. The metallic stench of blood filled the air. The souls and spirits of the dead screamed in the underworld longing for revenge but no one would hear their pleas from hell.
No… their pleas were heard by the being who caused this madness and carnage. But their pleas fell on deaf ears. He looked around the battle-field with cold look in his eyes, devoid of any color or emotion. He opened his mouth and whispered in a low threatening tone that would shivers down anyone's spine.
"I heed, your pleas but I chose to ignore because I the Angel of Retribution only listen to the innocent and all of you have done nothing but hurt the innocent." The words he uttered where heard throughout the heaven above and the underworld below.
He strode forward, each footstep he took, shook the whole multiverse. The aura around him was like a sharpened blade that could cut through anything. After walking a while, passing by mountains of corpses that he created.
He stared at his masterpiece but he didn't smile, he only stared at the mountain of corpses with an unreadable expression on his face. "I will get my vengeance and I won't stop until it is fulfilled," he muttered, his voice filled with resolution and conviction.
This man had lost everything he had ever loved and cared for due to the god's decisions. The vengeance that has been boiling up in his chest for so many years had finally been let loose. He would never live with himself knowing he wasn't able to take revenge for his friends and family.
He made a pact to kill all the gods especially the elder gods. Those people pretending to be almighty powerful gods made his life a living hell so he would make sure to repay back the debt tenth fold…No a hundredth fold. He stared a puddle of golden blood and could clearly see his reflection.
He touched the pool of golden and energy travelled to his finger tips and to puddle of blood. The puddle of blood floated into the air and turned into a bubble. The Angel of Retribution infused dark foreboding energy into the bubble of golden blood or ichor.
The ichor slowly changed into a black color that oozed a color of darkness and unholiness. He willed the bubble to come close to him and drank the unholy ichor. Black veins appeared on his pale-white skin. A dark evil energy coursed through his body, strengthening his muscles, bones and every other part of his body.
He felt his core grow larger and filled with more energy and power. The energy inside him didn't just increase the strength of his body but also increased the power of his soul and spirit. After a while the process was finished and his body felt rejuvenated and lighter. He clenched his fist and punched the ground. This punch alone caused an earthquake that was felt by all the realms and the entire multiverse.
He summoned a mirror from the depths of his soul. When he stared into the mirror, he only saw his reflection. He noticed that he looked different but he couldn't quite place what was different about his appearance. He quickly dismissed that feeling and walked through the mirror as if he was walking through a portal.
His figure disappeared and was longer in the desolate battlefield were many gods and the races that worshipped them died and all due to one man. The Angel of Retribution but they called him by a different name, the god slayer.
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The god slayer appeared in the hall of castle. The castle walls were made from smooth marble stone and the pillars made from gold. This was the castle of the elder gods. The gods who were said to have existed since the beginning of time but the god slayer knew that was false. The elder gods just like him were created by a higher being and that higher being allowed them to rule over the multiverse.
He chuckled and muttered, "Your creations are flawed in some way but who am I to judge when I am a flawed creation too." He walked forward and found the elder gods. All nine of the elder gods were sitting on their thrones with a serene and calm expression but he knew that expression was mask to hide their unease and fear.
The god slayer summoned a sword from the depths of soul. The sword he held in his hand resembled an odachi.
"Mortal, you dare come to our domain and raise your weapon against us," the god sitting in the middle of all the gods also known as the Sun god said, his voice carrying an unrestrained rage. The god slayer only stared at the Sun god with scorn.
"Well, I tried inviting you to battle but you were a no show so you left me with no choice but to enter your domain and kill you here," he said in a slightly sarcastic and playful tone. A moment later the sarcasm and playfulness in his voice disappeared.
"Now which one of you wants to die first," he muttered in low growl, his voice menacing and cold. The gods stood up from their seats and summoned their weapons, readying themselves for the that will determine the fate of the gods and the multiverse.