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Arc 1:

Everdistant Utopia of Sorrow

Chapter IX


Zekram Bael.

The first head of the Bael Clan, one whose influence is greater than the current descendants of the Maou combined, all four of them. Zekram Bael. The first person to ever control the Power of Destruction.

He was the final leader of the Old Maou Faction, to side with the Nobles of the Old, the descendants of the Maou.

His footsteps resounded throughout the Throne Room, as his cue to walk in had arrived. Though he had used a walking stick, they were not fooled by his power. It practically flooded the room.

As a former Super Devil, he was extremely powerful, but he was no longer a Super Devil, as he had not fought in such a long time, and no wars had happened in awhile except for the fairly recent Devil Civil War that they were currently still in today. He was removed from it as his power was not displayed in such a long time, many people had thought that he had lost his power.

He had a long white beard, one that reached the tips of his feet. Though his beard was white, his hair was not. It was a healthy shade of black, as he had purple eyes. His attire was similar to the Nobles of the Old, and his body looked delicate and timid, but his aura that poured out of him was anything but gentle.

He stepped next to Rizevim.

"Ah...the youth Devils. The ones to believe that a new age will be born." Zekram said, his mouth turning into a disgusting smile. "To think that you would want to have a new age, a new moment in history when the Devil age has been the same for millennium, much like the Demon Age, who have been under one rule since the beginning."

"Zekram." Ajuka said, his teeth gritting. "Why would you want to join the Old Maou? Their way of ruling the Underworld is rotten. Why would you want to rule by fear and not unity? Why not unite under one banner, instead of having everyone separated and forced to work under one ruler? Why not rule like Gilgamesh of Babylon? Where everything was ruled under him in one banner. None disobeyed, and everyone was peaceful."

"Because your way of thinking is stupid."

Zekram rejected Ajuka's thinking.

"If everything is 'united', there will always be a group of Man that will want to resist. If everything is separated into different sections and answers a single Overlord, it will be fine. As the Underworld is divided into different groups, sections, rules, and laws, it goes with the people's happiness. But if it is a whole, then people will be unhappy with the rules made to be 'fair'. That is why I am supporting the Old Maou, because they know the politics and emotions unlike you Youth. They have lived through wars, while you who wish to be the new Maou did not."

"Then...I guess we'll have to remove you from the equation, first Head of the Bael House." Sirzechs said coldly, before Power of Destruction blasted out of him. It wrapped around him, as armor made of the pure dense power of the Power of Destruction formed on Sirzechs.

"Oh?" Zekram did not seem to be the least of concerned of the overwhelming power that instantly flooded into the room as a pair of floodgates opened up. "So you, a Gremory, has actually managed to use the power of a Bael? I guess it is because of your mother...Venelana Gremory. She was the one to control the Power of Destruction. She was called the "Brunette Princess of Annihilation" at her prime, fighting in the Great War and killing a remarkable."

"Shut the hell up." Sirzechs growled. "And fucking fight already! I don't need to know that whore's history!"

He dashed forward so fast, a crater was left where he once stood.

But Zekram easily just tilted his head to the side, as an explosion of air flew right past his ear. Sirzechs materialized into Reality, as his burst of speed disappeared, and he no longer bypassed the speed limit that he hit. Zekram grinned and his walking stick flew out, slamming right into Sirzechs' gut. The crimson haired Devil flew back and slammed into a wall of the throne room.

Serafall and Ajuka dashed for Zekram, only for Rizevim to step in front of them, and to palm their chests, sending them backwards as well. The Lucifer snapped his fingers, and a barrier formed in the middle of the room. Zekram and Sirzechs on one side, and Rizevim with Serafall and Ajuka on the other.

"Your fight is with me, Sitri and Astaroth."

The Lucifer dashed forward, and Ajuka pulled out a small device.

"Defend me while I get ready!" Ajuka hollered at Serafall, and she jumped in front of Ajuka, forming a barrier of ice, sending Rizevim bouncing backwards.

"Oh? Have a new trick? Too bad you won't be able to use it for long~" Rizevim sang in a sing-song voice. He threw out his hand, and a mass of dark mist flowed out, and knocked Serafall away.

"Sorry Serafall. But I just needed that split second." Ajuka muttered. He held up the device in his hand.

In his hand, was an orb of sky blue, cradled in a cup made of snow white quartz.

"Let us go, remnant of Albion! Entropy Dragon Balance Breaker!"

{Entropy Dragon Prototype Scale-Mail Level 1}

Albion. The Dragon of Entropy, the other Heavenly Dragon. The one to be sealed into a Sacred Gear, much like Ddraig.

However, a Sacred Gear cannot be wielded by anyone other than a human. It can be wielded by someone who was formerly a human. But Ajuka was neither of those. Ajuka was a Pure-Blooded Devil, birthed between Amilina Astaroth and Oscurare Valefor, the heir of the Astaroth clan, and the last survivor of the Valefor clan. Ajuka had decided to uphold the Astaroth name instead of the Valefor name, because of Oscurare's legacy, and the way anyone would wince at the slight mention of the extinct powerful Pillar Clan.

But that did leave the question on how exactly did he manage to have Albion.

Ajuka himself would have to explain later on.

White Scales formed on him. Gauntlets formed on his arms, as armored grieves formed on him.

And indeed, it was a prototype. The torso was not fully made, and the armor was thin all around, not as thick as Tenma Unomiya's Balance Breaker. Wings made of glowing prism lights formed the wings that Divine Dividing was meant to use.

He dashed forward, as the jewels of the armor flashed. Ajuka flew forward, as his fist flew, slamming into Rizevim's hand. Rizevim smirked as he threw Ajuka against a wall.

{Divide}

He divided Rizevim's power, and gained the power divided. Only for him to widen his eyes as he gained no power. He looked around him and saw small particles of power leaving the wings at an extreme rate.

'Already...just a single Divide and I can't even take any of his power. And his power didn't even change. It's like, it didn't even affect him in the first place. Or he simply just...no, I think he has something about him that doesn't allow his power to be taken. But what is it...?'

"Pay attention in a battle!"

Rizevim was in Ajuka's face, his fist swinging.

Only for his arm to be violently pulled back by a wire made of ice. A snap was heard as Rizevim's arm got dislocated. Rizevim let himself to be pulled back, using that momentum to allow the dislocation to not turn into his arm ripping out of his body. He spun, his leg slamming into Serafall's gut, sending her backwards yet again.

Only for Ajuka's fist to hit Rizevim square in the face. Rizevim did not move, as he dug his feet into the ground. Literally dug his feet into the ground.

Rizevim's arm made a popping sound, and was instantly back in place. He ignored the stiffness in it, and instantly lunged at Ajuka once again.

"How did it feel to be told that your father killed everyone in the Valefor clan? How did it feel to be told that your father bound your mother and stripped her naked, and fucked her in front of the entire Valefor clan?"

Ajuka's eyes widened with anger, as his fist flew into Rizevim's stomach, making him be sent into the sky, before landing.

"Don't you fucking talk about my family like that." Ajuka spat.

Only for Rizevim to get up once again, with a demonic grin on his face.

Part of his face had cracked.

Cracked.

It wasn't bleeding, it was just a crack.

A part of his face fell off, and inside of his face, was not skin or bone. It was nothing but an endless void, displaying dark colors, much like the Dimensional Gap.

No...it wasn't like the Dimensional Gap.

It was the Dimensional Gap.

But it wasn't.

The colors were much darker than the ones shown in the endless void that the Dragon of Dragons resided in, but they can sense the power of the cosmos that none can survive in. It was the very same as the one that kept Reality and Dream apart. But yet, they can feel that it was not the one that kept Reality and Dream apart.

It was a Paradox.

It was an Infinite.

"To think that you can damage this body..." Rizevim said. "Truly, you are worthy of Super Devil. Not as powerful as Issei or Sirzechs, but you are able to reach that level."

"Shut the hell up, and fight!" Ajuka roared, as his armor's jewels glowed.

{Entropy Dragon Prototype Scale Mail Level 2}

Level two of the artificial Sacred Gear that carried the Dragon of Entropy. Which made Rizevim wonder...did Ajuka have an artificial Sacred Gear for the Dragon of Potential?

Possibility. If Ajuka had Albion, then he most likely held Ddraig as well. Not the full one like Tenma, but just a small part. Which made Rizevim wonder further...who was the wielder of the Dragon of Entropy? The current one was nowhere to be found anywhere in the Underworld or in the Human World.

The armor had become more complete.

The torso was much more thick, and the gauntlets formed metal spikes out of it. The snow white armor turned into a light silver.

"Let's go Rizevim!" Ajuka charged forward, and the son of the Morning Star dashed forward as well.

Only for Serafall to jump in as well. "Fucking hell, why does it have to be me to break you guys up."

She released the cloak that made her look like a human.

And a monster was released.

It was large, about 10 meters across. Its head. The mouth took up most of the face, a large demonic stretched grin seemingly stretching past the 5 meter face. It's beady red eyes stared at the wielder of the Entropy Dragon Prototype Gear and the Lucifer. It's fur covered body was made of muscle, as it walked on four legs. It's breath was so cold that it covered the ground with frost.

"Fucking hell." The monster that was named Serafall Sitri growled.

It leapt forward, and crashed into Rizevim, and Ajuka called out:

{Divide}

Ajuka widened his eyes when he felt immense power enter his body, and yet so much of it left his body.

Ajuka felt as if he can destroy the entire Underworld in one strike with power to spare.

Rizevim kicked the monster away.

"Interesting Serafall. For you to tear apart the skin that makes you look like a human. How about, Leviathan?"

Leviathan. A great sea monster that raged in the waters.

Serafall Sitri.

Leviathan...

Serafall Leviathan.

The true name of Serafall was Leviathan, but mix it together, to make a new name. Serafall Leviathan, she was now called. A monster that raged the Underworld.

"Shut up." Leviathan said, the monster that had taken over Serafall's body. I mean...the monster that had teared off its skin that made it look humanoid.

"Haha! Come on Leviathan." Rizevim grinned, his teeth stretching long past the limits of his mouth. "Show me some respect!"

"I don't care of respect. I give respect to those who earned it. And you are not one of them, offspring of Infinity."

"Oh? You know of my origin?"

"It's not that hard to tell that you contain the Dimensional Gap inside of you, and the scent of Infinity."

"Hah...I guess that the crack in my face exposed the smell of it?"

"That too...no supernatural being is supposed to the Dimensional Gap inside of them."

"Well...that is true." Rizevim chuckled. Before laughing. He pressed his hand against his face, as he looked out of his eye through his fingers. "I guess there is no more use hiding it."

He vanished, disappearing from the Reality, and an unknown force slammed into the beast called Leviathan. Leviathan blurred out of existence, as the beast avoided the attack. The two monsters vanished, as every split second, the world would rock and flash from their attack striking each other.

They faded back into existence.

"Interesting child of Infinity and Lucifer." Leviathan flashed its large teeth. "To be able to defend against my attacks for this long is simply impressive."

"Don't get cocky." Rizevim wiped some non-existent blood from his lip. "I'm barely getting started."

Both of the monsters that looked like humans vanished, but Leviathan was sent backwards, as Ajuka watched. He was unable to do anything but watch, as his power was nothing compared to the monster in front of him.

"Come on Leviathan! Show me the power of the legendary beast recorded in the Bible!"

Rizevim's voice echoed, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Leviathan was thrown around like nothing but a ragdoll.

And it didn't even seem like Rizevim was trying.

Yet.

Leviathan roared, as its power exploded out of it in an aura.

"That's it!" Rizevim "glitched" into existence, as multiple after images of him was left as he blurred back into reality. "Show me more power!"

Dark mist flooded out of Rizevim, as an infinity symbol flashed in his right eye, as snakes slithered out of his body.

Only for Leviathan to breath out living flames, burning all of the snakes.

"Interesting." Rizevim said, his voice soft but cold. "I wonder..."

He snapped his fingers, and suddenly, both Ajuka and Leviathan got wrapped around in what seemed to be branches of a tree.

Only for Leviathan to break out in a single instant.

"Hoh? You are able to break through my constraints? The Entropy Dragon is not able to, so how...?"

"It'll take much more than that to restrain me, Offspring of Infinity. I am the Beast of the Sea that was recorded within the holy Bible."

The Leviathan moved.

To say it moved was an understatement.

A single shift in its body caused it to instantly appear in front of Rizevim.

"You cannot kill me! I am the one and true Immortal!" Rizevim cackled. "I am, the birth of the Immortal Age! I am, the first true Immortal since the Legendary Phoenix!"

It was true. He was an Immortal. He cannot be killed so long that still existed. The thing that existed, but should not exist. Should not be between Worlds, but should be between Worlds.

To defeat Rizevim, you needed to overcome that.

Which was impossible with him residing there.

Rizevim's arm whipped around, and a dark mist surrounded his fist. It slammed into Leviathan, and the Beast was sent flying.

"Fight me, Leviathan! Show me you deserve to carry the title of the Third when your power is so low!" Rizevim's hazel eyes widened in bloodlust. "Show me you are more than just a mindless Beast!"

Rizevim looked at Leviathan as if it were nothing.

But the one thing that bugged Rizevim, was how exactly did Leviathan manage to hide inside of the skin of Serafall Sitri for so long? How had Leviathan managed to remain hidden for so long?

Did Serafall Sitri ever exist? Or was she the Leviathan the entire time?

It mattered not. Rizevim would still win. He cannot be killed or destroyed.

His fingers twitched, and a dark mist flooded out of his body once again. His wrist flicked, and the dark mist slammed right into Leviathan.

The Beast quickly recovered, and fazed into existence right above Rizevim. Its massive hand crushed the offspring of Infinity in a split second, but the Devil formed into existence a few meters away from where he was just crushed.

"Impossible. To think that I cannot kill you."

Rizevim smirked at the Legendary Beast. "Why don't we have one last bout Beast? Just one more fight before I kill you."

"Do not underestimate me. I will find a way to kill you."


Sirzechs grunted as he was pushed against the destroyed walls of the throne room.

"Come on, inheritor of the Power of Destruction! Show me you are worthy of the power of the Bael clan, and not nothing but a thief!" Zekram roared. His fist got covered in Power of Destruction, and he slammed it against Sirzechs.

Sirzechs quickly formed a shield of demonic power, but both the shield and the Power of Destruction were negated. Despite successfully blocking the first hit, Zekram's arm spun around like a whip, and kicked into Sirzechs' neck, sending him sprawling to the side, choking on air.

Sirzechs quickly rolled to the side, and a crater appeared where he once was.

He jumped backwards, and another crater landed where he once was just under half a split second ago.

Sirzechs punched forward, his magic covered fist striking Zekram in the shoulder, launching possibly the the oldest Devil alive backwards, only for Zekram to vanish from Reality once again.

Sirzechs gritted his teeth, as a fist struck him in the stomach.

'I can't even use Ruin the Extinct! He is too fast and can dodge all of my orbs even with all of them following him! He can simply weave around them like water if I use them for defense. What is making him so powerful?!'

He was launched backwards, his back cracking as he struck the toppled throne of Satan. He growled in pain, as Zekram grabbed him by the neck.

It was humiliating. To be defeated by someone of a lower power class then him. He was a Super Devil, and Zekram Bael was a former Super Devil. He was a mere Ultimate Class Devil.

And yet, Sirzechs was still losing to him.

"Fucking-" Sirzechs spoke, before being punching in the ribs by Zekram. He heard a painful crack, and he felt an agonizing pain.

"Stop talking my little descendant." Zekram purred, as his violet eyes flashed dangerously. "Focus on the fighting."

Sirzechs growled at Zekram.

'How...how can I do nothing? I am...Sirzechs Gremory...I am a Devil of the great Gremory house! I will...I will become...'

"I will become Lucifer!"

An explosion of power.

"That fool." Zekram said. "Lucifer is long past dead. Not even his spirit remains in both Dream and Reality. He vanished completely helping the Biblical God seal Trihexa within the Dragon of Apocalypse's seals. He cannot be a Lucifer except in name."

"I will become the new Lucifer! I will become stronger than Lucifer!" Sirzechs screamed, as his forearm transformed into Power of Destruction. His eyes flashed red, and a wave of power exploded out of him.

Zekram Bael jumped backwards, just as Rizevim appeared next to Zekram.

Zekram noticed Rizevim's face was cracked, and the Dimensional Gap was showing.

"You got injured?"

"Yeah. That damn Leviathan was hiding within the skin of Serafall Sitri the entire time."

Rizevim smirked, before snapping his fingers, and Sirzechs got wrapped in the same restraints as Leviathan and Ajuka. Sirzechs' power immediately halted, and the three Devils were brought together.

Rizevim walked up to Sirzechs. "You said you want to be Lucifer?"

Sirzechs narrowed his eyes at the offspring of Lucifer and Infinity.

"I am a child of Lucifer and Ophis. The Morning Star and the Dragon of Infinity. Lucifer is long past dead, just as Zekram said. All Lucifers are able to feel the presence of another Lucifer, whether in Dream or Reality. That is the special ability of the Lucifer. And sadly for you...I am the last Lucifer alive. I am the final Lucifer Pure-Blooded Lucifer. My son is of a half-breed, when I had mated with a human woman, and she produced me that child. He is nothing but a weakling, not even deserving of the name of Lucifer."

Rizevim kicked Sirzechs in the jaw, his neck cracking upwards.

"You are not powerful enough to become a Lucifer, both in name and bloodline."

Sirzechs snapped his neck back down, and his glare was murderous.

"Shut up. I will become it."

Rizevim smirked. "What a pity...for such a young boy to have such delusional dreams. Why don't you just disappear before your very own dreams turn into Nothingness."


Tenma Unomiya landed on his knees, his wings folding back in. He shook, before coughing up blood.

Katerea Leviathan patted his back, to attempt to help.

He should've been healed by the Evil Piece that Houvdon, or Issei, used on him. So why was it not working? He was revived, and his body was no longer in danger. But how was he not completely healed?

His body was healed, but his energy was not.

It was all expelled when controlling Ddraig's power.

The Boosted Gear formed on his arm, but no Boosts or Ddraig answered.

"Boost!"

No answer from the Longinus.

"Ddraig?"

No answer from the Welsh Dragon.

Tenma sighed, before dismissing the Longinus.

Katerea looked at Tenma with concerned eyes.

"It's fine Katerea." The humanoid Dragon said. His eyes. The green and red peered at her. Tenma sighed. "Though...I'm a Devil now. I'm forced to serve as the Pawn of the Crowned Prince, while you are to serve as the Bishop of the Crowned Prince."

Katerea frowned at him. "It couldn't be helped. We were up against the King of Demons. We should be happy that we ended up living. Especially me..."

Tenma frowned at her back. "Why would you want to use your life force for me? Why would you even bother to even come to me? I had everything under control."

"Under control my ass." Katerea glared at him. "You were practically dead when I arrived."

"You didn't have to save me." Tenma growled, his teeth snapping together as he snarled at her. "You didn't have to come. If you hadn't come, then you wouldn't have been a Bishop, nothing but a slave to someone who can possibly destroy the Underworld."

"Do you really not appreciate me blowing up my arms and sacrificing my life force for you?" Katerea growled at him.

"It is not that. It is the fact that you came for me. I told you that I was going to do okay."

Katerea glared at the Red Dragon Emperor.

"Okay my ass. As I already said, you were practically dead." Katerea said.

Tenma snarled at her. Before closing his eyes, and sighing, and reopening them, his eyes focused.

"Because of me, you went from a Leviathan to a servant. Do you know how much of a...downgrade that was? All I got from a humanoid Dragon to a Devil. It wasn't much of a downgrade. Also, it made me stronger. I got enhanced magic circuits and physical strength. While you...you became nothing more than a servant. You went from perhaps the best mantle, to one of the worst." Tenma said coldly. "I was already almost dead. I expended too much power from the Boosted Gear. You had a whole life ahead of you."

Katerea attempted to say something, before Tenma glanced at her. "It is the truth, Katerea. Do not attempt to deny it."

And she closed her mouth, knowing that Tenma was right.

And she felt a call for help.

Or at least, she brushed it off.

Before it came back twice the force.

"Do you...feel that?" Tenma asked.

And then she knew that she was not going crazy.

"I think...Houvdon wants us to help him." Tenma said. "He said that he might need to call for help."

Katerea scowled at him.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

And then, they once again, took the skies.


Houvdon stepped into the Throne Room of Lucifaad, and he looked forwards.

His eyes narrowed.

'How the fuck...'

Houvdon felt Issei feel a twinge of shock.

And Houvdon wondered why. All he saw was Rizevim Livan Lucifer, Zekram Bael, and three constrained murderous looking Satan-Class Devils.

But alarms rang in his head, as the Demon reached out his senses to attempt to analyze Rizevim. His power, it was beyond anything the millennium old Demon has seen. Beyond anything he has sensed.

It was empty.

Literally.

But...if Rizevim was empty, then how was he a descendant of Lucifer? His energy was nothing. Literally nothing. His presence eluded power, and power flooded out of Rizevim in waves, when the Lucifer was trying to suppress his power.

There was only one way to find out.

No, Houvdon was not going to recklessly attack right away. He was going to try to learn more about Rizevim's plans. As well as the Bael's intentions, before testing out his theory of Rizevim's heritage.

"Rizevim Livan Lucifer, the Son of the Morning Star. Zekram Bael, the Ruin King."

"Hoho, I haven't heard that title in many centuries!" Zekram said, a smirk stretching across his lips, as he heard of the title that his power had earned. "Sadly, I am no longer the Ruin King. I have lost much of my power."

Rizevim smirked at Houvdon. "Issei Gremory, Houvdon, whichever name you prefer, what will you do here? You have entered a crossroad. Which two of the three will you save here? Will you choose to save two of the three, or will you choose to strike us down instead, and all three of them to die?"

"Choose wisely."

The whispering words of the Morning Star.

It pissed both Issei and Houvdon.

But...which choice was better? Save two, and let the two Devils go, or kill the two Devils, with no guarantee of them two dying. The second choice...he might be able to save all three of them, and kill those two, but it was a risk.

Houvdon's, eyes darted to the three trapped Devils.

Honestly, Houvdon would've went for the second choice, if he were at his full power.

And with him trapped using Issei's body, he was stuck with the maximum power that his body can hold. And Issei's feelings also need to be considered. Would he be devastated if any of the three die? What if only one dies? Would he be able to cope?

"Which will it be Crowned Prince of Demons?"

Houvdon didn't know which to choose. Not without affecting his other self.

"Tell me Rizevim. Why do you fight?"

He had decided to just stall for time. To wait for Tenma and Katera to arrive. Despite the two being inferior to the two beings before him, he believed their willpower will be able to stand up to their immense power.

"Why do I fight?"

The Morning Star pondered, before letting out a demonic smile stretch across his lips.

"It is relatively simple. I simply fight to fulfill a promise I made centuries ago." Rizevim smirked, as his put his hands on his face, and looked at Houvdon through his fingers. His eyes glared at the Demon. "However...the question is, why do you fight? You have lost everything. You lost your wife, Gullveig, you lost your place in Gehenna, you are no longer the First, nor the Second Pillar, Alfr and Alucard have long past forgotten you. The World of Gehenna no longer remember you, only remember you as 'The Hero of Time'. Your name was erased off of history. There is nothing left for you. Even Satan sealed you. And yet, you continue to fight in your father's name, delusional and awaiting for love."

Houvdon's eyes flared with anger.

And he moved so quick, that neither Zekram, nor Rizevim saw his hand move.

Rizevim's head snapped back.

And yet, Houvdon appeared to not move at all, seemingly remaining standing in the same place.

A hole appeared in his face, displaying the darkened colors of the Dimensional Gap that was inside of the Lucifer.

"Well, wasn't that interesting?"

Rizevim's voice continued to build up the anger inside of Houvdon. How...how did he manage to contain both Infinity, Demonic Power, and the Dimensional Gap inside of him? Such a combination was impossible. Infinity was suppose to destroy the Demonic Power inside of him, and the Dimensional Gap was supposed to dissipate all that touched its Nothingness. And yet...it was as if Rizevim was nothing but an empty shell that was born a Devil, and was taken over by a Primordial Being.

And he formed once again.

"What is your reason to live?" Houvdon once again, asked Rizevim.

Rizevim smirked. "You know...I'll just answer you just this once. After all, it is fair after you surprised me with that punch of yours. My reason? I made a single reason to continue to fight. To continue to live. That is why I took up the mantle. That is why, I became nothing but this...empty shell."

"Tell me the reason." Houvdon said impatiently.

"Fine fine. You are impatient." Rizevim said, waving his hand. "My reason for living? Is to kill the King."

The King.

Houvdon narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me...your reason to kill, is to defeat the Dragon of Dragons itself?"

"Not defeat. I mean kill." Rizevim's cold hazel eyes looked at Houvdon. "Do you know the difference between defeat and kill?"

"Impossible. None can defeat that Dragon. That is fucking impossible. Not even the Dragon of Infinity can. The King is unmatched. His power is something beyond anything can touch. Even if all of us combined, we cannot defeat the Dragon of Dreams. And you are saying, that you wish to kill it? Not just defeat, but triumph?"

"I don't wish." Rizevim said. "I will."

"And you." Houvdon's cold gaze swept to Zekram Bael, who had been patiently waiting. "What is your purpose for fighting?"

"Hmm? My purpose?"

The old man stroked his beard. "I wished to uphold the honor of the Old System of the Underworld. So I decided to fight for the Old Maou Faction. I honestly don't really care about anything else, but having the honor upheld."

"I see..."

Houvdon said.

His red eyes glared at Rizevim and Zekram.

"Then I guess I will have to annihilate both of you."

As quick as he finished, all three of them moved at once.

Blue flames clashed against Power of Destruction, and a fist surrounded by dark mist clashed against a shield made of living flames.

Houvdon needed to get rid of Zekram Bael first. Rizevim was the harder one to take down.

So Houvdon, went for Zekram first. Normally, the preferred strategy was to take down the stronger one when they were unprepared, but Rizevim was unkillable until he could overcome that.

So he had to take down Zekram when they were unprepared, and then overcome that to destroy Rizevim.

Houvdon whipped around quickly, calling his flames to his will. His eyes narrowed, as his head started to ache. He wasn't fully healed from the fight against Tenma Unomiya. Or more precisely, his body wasn't healed. There was only so much the vessel can handle.

He kicked out toward the left, and Rizevim hit a stone pillar, and Houvdon lunged forward. A blade of blue flames formed in less than an instant. It clashed against Zekram's weapons made of his magic.

Dual swords formed in Houvdon's hands, and his strikes were flashes. Literal flashes. The only thing that kept Zekram alive, was his reflexes. In the span of that single second, Zekram was pushed back several meters, and a total of 13 strikes did Houvdon land. Both of them vanished, and flashes were their collisions.

Rizevim rejoined the fight, and Houvdon found himself hard pressed, fighting against two powerful Devils. Both of them were able to push the Demon Council Members, even if they were separate. However, while Rizevim had seemingly no feelings, Zekram still held emotions. The thousands of years he had existed were all trapped inside his mind. The horror of his comrades dying, the passing of his family. It was all trapped inside of his head.

Houvdon found himself in a tornado of fire to protect himself against their onslaught. Living flames burst out of him, and it wrapped around him like a second skin.

All three of them vanished from existence, and the three Devils that were constrained were left to marvel and awe about their speed. Even with magic enhancing their eyes, they saw nothing but flashes, and blurs of movement to when they were moving away.

From what they saw, in a single second, Houvdon was forced to defend against a total of 37 attacks from both of them. And in that same second, Houvdon managed to launch a total of 17 attacks.

It was incredible, on how fast their speed was, exceeding past everything the Devils had ever seen before.

And yet...

It seemed as if Rizevim was still holding back.

Their clash slowed, and Houvdon stood a few meters apart from the two Leaders of the Old Maou.

"You are holding back." Houvdon stated.

"Yes, I am." Rizevim grinned. "I'm surprised you noticed that."

Houvdon glanced at the three leaders that were still restrained. They had given up trying to escape, and watched them in awe and fear.

"The Leviathan...what happened to it?"

"It transformed back into that girl. I do not know of their relationship, but the Leviathan is gone for now. All that remains is Serafall Sitri once more."

The Demon was silent, and stared at Serafall. She shook at the sight of him, and was the first to look away.

He tightened his grip on the dual blades he wielded, and stared at the Super Devil.

"Offspring of Infinite...do you believe you have what it takes to defeat the Crowned Prince of Demons?"

Rizevim chuckled, before going into complete laughter.

"Are you seriously asking me that question?" the Devil asked after he calmed. "Zekram, stay out of this fight."

"Yes..." The Ruin King himself bowed to the child of Infinite, and took several steps back, before turning his back and walking to the three restrained Leaders of the New Maou.

"You still want to fight Demon? Are you willing to put everything on the line just to defeat me?"

"If I defeat you...my host will be at peace, and I will be able to stop you from ascending even further and potentially even overthrowing the King. With you in control of the Rift Between Worlds...that is a horror I would wish for nobody to see. With the Dragon of Dreams in control, there is no fear of the Rift going out of control. He is not interested in anything."

"The power of the Dimensional Gap..." The name of it alone shook the Devils to their core. "I can already imagine it. The power of being able to control Reality itself."

Rizevim reacted, deflecting the first sword that Houvdon swung, before ducking under the horizontal swing of the second. His other arm swung around as he ducked, slamming into Houvdon's chest.

He choked, and was instantly sent rocketing backwards, crashing through the pillars supporting the roof of the throne room.

The stone collapsed onto him, and a split second later, the stone melted, flames licking the skin of the demon.

He charged again, and Rizevim attempted to knee him in the gut, but he somehow dodged. Houvdon switched directions in mid air, allowing the knee to go past his side. He rose his arm, and prepared to strike Rizevim in the temple, and when the Offspring of Infinite flickered away, his speed carrying him faster than any eye can perceive, the Demon appeared where he just materialized.

His entire head was blown off in a single hit.

"That's interesting."

Rizevim's body hit the floor with a thud, and yet he was still able to speak.

"Those flames of yours...I remember every little bit of them from the last time I faced them. And his was much stronger than yours." Rizevim reformed once again.

Houvdon growled, as he readied his twin swords once again.

And the man appeared in front of him. "Don't bother trying."

Everything distorted, as he was violently smacked again, the force of Rizevim's punch so fast that Houvdon didn't even realize he had been hit until he crashed into an invincible wall.

"You shouldn't have tried to fight me. You should've just saved them and leave us be." His eyes glowed purple, and an infinite sign was etched inside of his eyes, the exact same symbol that was flashing violently against the Demon's back.

"This is the consequence of sticking your nose too deep Prince."

Rizevim's arm itself burned with what looked to be purple flames.

"So prepare yourself, for what you are about to face."


Was going to write more, but I decided to cut it off here. I didn't want to keep the update pending for an extended amount of time.

How long has it been since this story has been updated? A long time. Way longer than it should have. I believe the last update was sometime in June. The reupload of chapter 11 doesn't count. This doesn't exactly count either.

But at least I'm back. Kind of. I've been busy lately. Extremely busy.

So, when is the next update for this story? Or any of my stories? It's undetermined. Might take 4 months. Might be a shorter amount of time. Might even be longer. It all depends on my schedule.

And that depressing note, I've been thinking of this new story. I probably shouldn't be thinking of it considering I have this story, Fragments of Reality, Black and White Gaming, and who knows what else, but I really want to try it.

The name of it will most likely be, "Dice: World Distortion"

Anyway, I'll be seeing you all soon. Hopefully.

-Houvdon