The Prologue
Death of a Demon
It really shouldn't have been a surprise for him. Day in and day out, he had fought and bucked against the anchors fate held upon him, upon those under him. He denied them their deaths, denied what they were meant for simply because he hadn't wanted them to leave him, to die and leave the immortal being alone. Until, one day, his own fate had caught up to him, wrapping him in chains and bringing him to a judge, jury, and executioner for his crimes, for snatching away bright lights that would have one day faded away and making it so they glowed forever, ripping apart those that would dare harm them. Sheltering heroes, and bolstering those who stood on the sidelines to make them as great as the hero's around them.
And the fates hated being wrong.
"We come here today, to decide the fate of one Devi Jhonas, multiversal manipulator and maker of monsters." the judge said, the cold look in his white dwarf eyes burning the multiversal 'demon's' skin. "His crimes are as follows. Snatching heroic souls away from their destined paths, to place them on something new and chaotic. upsetting the balance of their worlds and timelines. Bolstering those, who were to fall into shadows to be hated and scorned, so that they may instead be heroes in their own right, further destabilizing the worlds where they live, all for his own amusement." the judge proclaimed, making the now named Devi Jhonas scoff, rolling his eyes as he tried to work his mouth under the metal restraining mask they had locked over his mouth like a serial killer. He wasn't even allowed to defend himself. not that he would. Characters all had their ups and downs, their goods and bads, but he wanted to make those who didn't get the respect they deserve shine, to polish the hidden gems of the multiverse. was that so wrong?
apparently it was, as was further proven as the judge looked over to the jury. "and what do you say, jury." the being said, looking at a cluster of multiple deities sitting on the benches, all glaring as devi for the things he had done, the plans he had ruined.
"We find the accused guilty." the head of the jury, a thin waif of a man, said harshly.
"Then, the accused is sentenced to execution, effective immediately." the judge said, looking at the kneeling, metal masked being in front of them all, an executioner's axe having been hanging above him this entire farce of a trial. "and what of you, demon, do you have any last words?" the judge asked, the mask popping free as Devi smirked.
"Go ahead and kill me," devi said, grinning wide. "that won't solve your little 'problems'. you all shove away those shining little hidden gems, those souls that just need a bit more attention to shine, and that's what i did. and it will only happen more when i'm dead. i am Devi Jhonas, chooser of Kings! my legacy wont end with my death." he said, grinning as he closed his eyes, a wide smile on his face as the axe came down, cleaving his neck from his shoulders.
and then, his body exploded.
in an instant, Devi Jhonas was no more, his body flying apart in his final curse upon the multiverse, upon the selfish, stagnant gods.
in an instant, one became one million, as hundreds of fate changing demons flew from his corpse, and disappeared, flying to find hosts worthy of being named Kings.
"w….. what has he done?" one of the jury, an odd catlike creature with sapphire fur and emerald eyes, said with a stunned voice.
"He has destroyed us…." another said, a being made of swirling waters with a mask for a face, made from a sand dollar.
Author's notes: alright all, this is the first time i've done something like this, but it's an idea that came to my head and it wouldnt leave me alone until i at least made the prologue. the updates will be random, as i don't even know when i might make them, but this is an idea that i really enjoy. i hope you all do too.