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Lucifer took it nice and easy when leaving the cage he was locked in. Taking in the fresh air that surrounded him, he began to smile just at the sight of the condition the Underworld was in. The entirety of the place didn't matter to him as it did in the past since his shackles were finally removed. Millions of years of being locked away to finally be released was an ecstasy he wanted to feel for so long like the days when he rebelled against his father.
His return to the world above was upon him at any given moment, but information on Madara he has received ever since he was locked away was already a problem for him before he could properly announce to the human world that the devious and prideful serpent has risen from the depths of Hell.
This was going to prove difficult for him since he hasn't had a proper fight in so long, but his first opponent in millennia would be a human that has achieved the powers of God's.
Lucifer glanced over at Kuroka, one of Madara's love interests, but Lucifer knew too well that Madara didn't care for lovers since he had deduced his only goal was power. But after the numerous amount of reports he has received from his subordinates, he was stunned to hear that she and his followers are pretty close to him despite his thirst for power.
Lucifer even admitted to himself that he was a mischievous bastard that will use any means necessary in his playbook to make his enemies submit or fall.
Unbelievable amounts of horrendous ways of making anyone submit to his will were coursing through his grapefruit. Using Kuroka to break him apart would be one of the best tactics he has in development, but to even turn her against him could even be more amusing to him. Ideas after ideas kept coming to his mind on how to deal with Madara as having strong connections will always lead a person into disarray when they see someone close to them die or even betray them.
He was a master puppeteer that had strings attached across the entirety of the globe.
"Let's just see how long you can hold out before breaking apart." He said while staring at Kuroka with an amusing expression.
Lucifer and his Four Horsemen headed towards the direction of Samael as he knew that guards that were trying to guard the area are topside fighting the war against Madara and his followers. There was no point in trying to cause a ruckus.
They walked right on in before coming across a big prison in which they were able to see a person who was blindfolded and chained up from top to the bottom of his body. It was quiet to the point they could hear their breaths from the menacing silence of the place. Lucifer narrowed his eyes as he understood this silence all too well for years.
Getting locked up because of a simple truth without having a proper reason as to why they were wrong. Lucifer was able to see a part of himself within Samael as they knew that humans were fragile creatures. In the end, they both hated something with a passion which was why he knew that his brother was going to help him fight against Madara and his alliance.
"Are you sleeping well, brother?" Lucifer asked with a tone that sounded like he hasn't spoken for years.
Samael slowly raised his head when he heard a voice come from the entrance of the cell. "That... Voice... I haven't heard that voice since the fall. It can't be... It's been years since I heard that voice. What are you doing here, Lucifer?"
"I'm glad you can still recognize me even with a blindfold over you."
"I don't know how you escaped your prison, but what are you doing here?"
Lucifer's demeanor shifted drastically. "I've come to set you free, brother."
"Set me free? What for?"
"Haven't you heard what has been going on in the human world lately? Madara Uchiha has caused quite a stir after our father hit the sack. Madara and the humans have invaded the Underworld that started up a war between some of the factions that oppose Madara's rule." Lucifer explained to him.
"What does that have to do with me? Isn't that your problem since you despise humankind?"
"You were the one that tempted the first humans, so I find it that our cooperation can work out in a way."
Samael looked back down without much strength as he looked worn out. "What do you even plan to do when you announce your return? If this Madara is really strong, then your concern should be him and not humanity."
"I already have thought of something to deal with him. That's why I want you to join me in this fight against him. Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael were blind. They have failed to see what really is going on. You and I know that humans are filled with sin that is always wanting something. This is the perfect time to spit in our dead father's face to show him just how wrong he was."
The sound of groaning made the brother's conversation be put on hold which Lucifer turned around to see Kuroka slowly waking up. Lucifer waved his hand towards his horsemen to signal for him to put her down.
Kuroka woke up to see that she was not in the castle but a prison. Her eyes landed on Lucifer as realization hit her of what was happening. She tried to get up, but she was still being forced to remain on the ground from the pressure of the people who surrounded her.
Her focus on trying to stand up against Lucifer was quickly put off when the thought of her sister came rushing inside of her mind. She spotted that one of the Horsemen was carrying her over his shoulder. "PUT HER DOWN!" She screamed out.
"Look who decided to wake up," Lucifer said.
"Why are we still alive? What are you planning to do?" She asked with fear.
"That's a wonderful question. You see, I realized that you must be one of Madara's lovers or something. I'm going to destroy Madara right in front of everyone to see. Your hero or God will become a corpse that the world will soon understand that God has never given humanity the power to obtain the powers of a God. They were only meant to live ordinary lives, grow old, and die. That's human programming that my father has bestowed upon them."
Kuroka clenched her teeth. "What about you, huh? Aren't you the same in a way?"
Lucifer got serious when he heard that. "What do you mean by that?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't God lock you up for thousands of years because of your offensive opinion towards his creation? That sounds like daddy's little boy didn't like his father and the new baby he brought home. You lived a long life in which you haven't died, but you were forgotten in which people don't even fear you anymore from how old and irrelevant you have become. Non-believers have grown over the course of history where they only use your name for crappy scare tactics and useless toys, shows, and other useless entertainment. Don't you know what that means? You're a joke..."
Her words struck home for him. He wanted to snap her neck right there without a drop of remorse. "Look at you and your backbone. The only two people who have ever spoken to me like that were Michael and my father."
Kuroka had her teeth clenched from the disgust of being in the vicinity of him "You can kill me or torture me, but I'll never give up anything that Madara has planned or dreamed of. Your very existence is the defiance of the world that Madara wants to create for all kinds without sin, war, greed, power, or even evil."
Lucifer nodded his head a couple of times before he clicked his tongue. "Now that's what pisses me off... Humans trying to live in a world without sin? That can never be achieved no matter how hard you try to strive for it. Human sin dates back all the back to Cain and Abel which Cain stained the very Earth of its first and eternal sin. That sin sprouted the moment Cain planted that seed until it truly flourished like a beautiful rose. How can humans avoid sin when everything about them screams all sense of defiance and instinct?"
"That's it right there... That attitude you have right there. You spew out nonsense that plays with the minds of others. I know that I'm a Devil and I have sinned as well, but Madara..." She stopped to think of everything he has done. He was sacrificing bits of himself to absorb the world's problems for himself for everyone to live in without worry. "He has given people more hope and a reason to live than anyone else could have. So what utter garbage can you spew out from that rotten mouth of yours to ruin those lives who follow him and his goal of a world without war or hate?"
Lucifer was beginning to see why Madara held so much trust in her. Her resolve for the world that he wants to create has already been constructed, planned, and formulated. Her foundations were already built the moment he laid eyes on her.
"If this was any other time, I would have gladly made you my bitch. Fucking the Hell out of you where I'm the only thing you can think of. How do people like yourself have such resolve for a single person? How will you even know if he can achieve such goals?" Lucifer questioned.
Kuroka glared at him, but the Morning Star only looked back at her with a victorious expression that clouded her judgment of him. Everything about her screamed at her to jump at him to claw his face apart, but his presence was a bit too much of wanting to do just that.
Her sister was in danger, her life was in Lucifer's hands, and the worst thing that can happen is to turn her against the man who has given her everything she has lost.
She started to draw blood from how hard she was clenching her fists. "You're nothing more than a bastard son that failed to get daddy to agree with your opinion. What damn right do you get to have on which person wants to live a peaceful and loving life? Last I checked, your opinions and goals don't matter anymore." Kuroka glared at him with such malice with her teeth showing.
Lucifer spread his hands apart as if he was revealing something big. "How can you be so stupid? How can the Devil bloodline be so damn retarted that they lost their sense of justice, reason, and defiance?"
Kuroka kept her expression but was slightly confused by what he meant.
Lucifer carried on. "What gives us the right to take away such a thing from people? We don't have any right to take anything... We just take it. What power do humans have over us? They're nothing more than a failed experiment. Cogs in a machine in which they are breaking up the flow of life itself. Breaking a race doesn't hold any consequences for us because nobody gives a damn what we do with them. No law or regulation is holding us back from performing genocide. Don't you understand what that means?" Lucifer asked with the biggest smile of his life.
Kuroka could see just how demented he was. The spark of damnation was in his eyes that burned hotter than any star in the known universe.
"What crazy plan are you brewing, Lucifer?!" She yelled out.
"The shackles that bind humans when they break a law don't apply to us. Humans can't see us, can't understand us, and can't coexist with us. My father's creation has failed to live up to his expectations and look where the results of his creation left him. They're nothing more than hairless apes that only care about breaking the other person for their own damn gain. We can toy with their useless lives as much as we damn please, so we don't get any restrictions... We take what we damn please." Lucifer elucidated.
"JUST HOW MESSED UP ARE YOU?!" She demanded an answer.
Lucifer shot her a stare that froze her in place. "Madara is a false hope that you all are blindly following. I am the best at knowing what humans truly want. He will abandon you along with everyone else just to pursue the path of power. When he tastes the power of what my father held, he will want to climb to the ranks of even Great Red and Trihexa."
Samael remained silent while listening to his brother go on about the problems of their father's creation.
"Avoiding my question?!" She asked.
Lucifer had enough of her attitude. He walked over to Koneko and grabbed the back of her hair before dragging her to Kuroka. "You want to know what is wrong with me? I'll fucking show you just how wrong I am. I'm the damn Devil, so I'll show you just how wicked and messed up I can get." Lucifer created a light sword in his hand that radiated with intense light before cleaving off Koneko's head clean off.
Koneko's blood sprayed across Kuroka's face the moment her head came flying off.
He didn't want to stop there because he wanted to go further. He slowly moved the sword down her body, cutting her completely in half as her blood spewed out in all directions.
Kuroka stood there in complete shock without moving a single inch of her body as she just watched him cut her sister into pieces with a smile that was completely demented and insane beyond a reasonable doubt.
The moment he finished cutting her up, he grabbed her head and incinerated it to ash.
Kuroka's eyes were so wide with tears of a river going down her pale and sunken cheeks at a fast pace. Something inside of her just snapped. Her heart was heavy with sadness and enormous pain that broke her mind. She wanted to scream and lash out, but nothing could escape her lips as Lucifer stood in front of her with a look of happiness and excitement seeing how broken she was.
Her hands slowly began to reach out towards Koneko, but Lucifer stomped down on the two halves of her body that caused it to explode. Parts of her blood had stained her face even more with the last thing she witnessed was her body just turn to red mush. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What were you trying to do just now? Hug your dead sister? You were too fucking slow, so I had to end that misery. It was making the mood around here pretty bad." Lucifer said.
Those words were pierced her destroyed heart. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her roar of anger was transforming into agony and sadness.
At the top of her lungs, her scream held many emotions that couldn't be set in stone as sadness, pain, anger, rage, and even despair enveloped her entirely to the point her own spirit would shatter. Her aura burst like some zit that destroyed the walls and ground beneath her to smithereens. Her eyes were glowing a bright yellow as her sense of reason left her body.
Within a single blink, she appeared in front of Lucifer with all her magic power directed to her fist. Pushing her fist forward with everything she got while nothing was no longer restraining her anymore, her attack came in contact with Lucifer as it created an explosion all around them that destroyed the restraints on Samael and the prison he was in.
Kuroka stared at the mess she created, but her soul felt like it left her body when she witnessed the scourge of humankind standing in the same location with her fist in his hand. Her tears running down her cheeks while looking deep into his eyes. "Such a pity... To think that Madara's allies were this DISAPPOINTING!"
Lucifer punched her in the gut that caused her to slouch over before he rotated his light sword around before slamming it down that penetrated right through her back. Her screams enveloped the whole area as the burning light was burning her whole body, but the worst part was also the sword punctured through her chest. This filled Lucifer with joy to hear the sounds of agony and suffering fill up his ears.
Kuroka wanted to give something back to the man that set her free, given her a purpose in life, and even given her family back. She was no match for the Prince of Darkness. He was an Angel and a demonic being that defied all sense of reason. He was the light-bringer, so his weapons that were constructed from his light were more powerful than any other Angel.
"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, Ma-" Kuroka's light vanished from her eyes before the darkness enveloped her body.
"What a nuisance... I was planning on having her turn against her savior, but she was just too loyal to a broken human pretending to be God." Lucifer dispersed the light sword in his hand before turning to face his brother. "What do you say, brother? Want to put down this false God and destroy humanity along with him?"
"A life of imprisonment... Endless nights of agony... A curse which has plagued me from the dawn of time... If this new God is such a problem, then I will join you, brother." Samael said.
"Excellent..."
Lucifer shot out his angelic wings as the Four Horsemen summoned their horses before all of them decided to fly straight to the warzone to confront Madara to end it all.
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Madara was breathing heavily after using a new attack which he wasn't expecting to consume so much chakra and magic. This was entirely new to him. He has never used magic in his life since it was a whole new category and concept that held many different convoluted ways of using magic power. The potential abilities and powers which magic held interested him, but he was only grasping the small areas of different ways to enhance power for oneself. Power like this was impossible for him to understand. He could only say that it felt like he was supercharged by an unknown source.
All his senses and abilities were increased to heights he couldn't properly comprehend. He regained his composure before giving the area a good look to see if there were any survivors. It didn't come as a surprise to him when he looked out in the distance to see that everything was on fire with no sound of life anywhere other than the constant noise of fire crackling along with boulders falling.
The entire first layer of Hell looked like a ghost town as it was shattered in ways that defied the way of physics.
Madara moved his gaze down towards his free hand. "This is something I haven't even imagined existed. I have been so blind for such a long time that power like this existed without me even knowing it... I can't simply explain it, there are no simple words for this, but I feel like I can keep growing without hitting a dead end. It feels... Endless." Madara said whilst staring intently at his hand.
"Your feeling would be correct." Ophis blurted out without a care in the world.
Madara looked around to see where that voice came from. His alert status spiked as he slowly surveyed the area carefully, but there was no sight of anyone.
"Why are you looking around? I'm inside of you."
Madara's alert state calmed down before his expression returned to a nonchalant look when realizing that it was Ophis he absorbed. "How are you able to speak? I thought I have absorbed you completely? And if you were able to do something like this, why didn't you speak up earlier?" He asked.
"I thought it would be appropriate now since no one was bothering you."
"That still doesn't explain how you can talk."
"Have you already forgotten? I am the Infinite Dragon God. I have existed within this world when the spark of life was created by God himself. I cannot simply be extinguished that easily with a mere merge. This is the same for Great Red because he is the dream and I am the infinite. Dreams and infinity cannot simply be removed or destroyed... They are colliding existences that defy simple human minds."
"Are you telling me that these dreams and infinity are types of concepts that were generated by humans which grant you the titles of God and True?"
"Not exactly. Think of a clock, and just put yourself in the center of that clock. You are not moving, nor are you changing anything that would disrupt the time. Infinity is no mere concept that humans have created, it existed before God even created the world. You can't simply remove infinity because it will always be there no matter where you go. That is my existence, I am like energy, I cannot be created or destroyed."
"This knowledge and existence of unimaginable power keep sparking my boiling body to understand these profound abilities."
"You are using my powers along with yours. Infinity flows throughout your whole body without any signs of stopping. But a mere human possessing my power will eventually become too much."
"What do you mean?"
"God has created humans in his image, so he hasn't given humanity the ability to live up to five, six, or thousands of years. He hasn't granted them the ability to wield power as you do or to become like God's in that matter. My existence and power weren't created to pair up with humans because God himself wanted to make mankind unique and special in a way that not resembled I, Great Red, Angel's, Devil's, and even Trihexa. But you... You are different. Though you are still human, I am impressed you were able to contain my power for this long even with your life slowly withering away..."
"Go on..."
"With us being one, our memories, experiences, and even struggles have been interconnected. While you were busy fighting Hades and Rizevim, I got a closer look at your life since it all just came rushing into my head."
Madara got serious after hearing her words. His past and his life weren't a good one, but knowing now that she knows every ounce of him from top to bottom didn't sit well with him. It was like he was standing naked in front of billions of people without having anywhere to hide.
Ophis was floating around within his mind in a fetal position without any clothes on. The space she was in was quiet, empty, and even calming. This was something that never happened before, but she enjoyed it because there wasn't Great Red or anyone else that could enter this place to kick her out. His memories and past life rushed inside of her the moment they became one. Every thought, feeling, emotion, and image that comes flying through this head would also go through hers. This would be the same for him whenever she did the same thing.
Ophis felt as if she has found the other half of her. It was like two sides of a coin became whole.
"Do not worry... My lips will be sealed, I won't tell anyone your secret. Besides, I have no use in exposing your secret since you're helping me to get my home back, so I won't mention a word to anyone about your secret." She reassured him as the agreement they made with each other was the only thing on her mind.
"Since you saw a peek behind the curtain of my life and past, let's just not speak about it anymore."
"If that is your wish, I'll obey it without a shroud of doubt."
With their conversation coming to an end, a person was making their way towards Madara's location. Madara quickly got into a defensive stance until a black ball came flying in his direction. Madara didn't have to put that much effort into blocking the attack since he used one of the truth-seeking orbs as a shield.
Once the attack settled down, he removed the shield to see who tried to pull off a sneak attack. His eyes landed on Rizevim who was filled to the brim with malice and hate. Rizevim witnessed it all from a safe distance, but to actually see a human kill a God was beyond reason. He was contemplating how he could take out Madara after that whole ordeal.
Seeing Hades turn to dust made him freeze. One by one, his allies were falling apart by a single man. There was just no simple explanation on how a human could achieve something that no human could ever dream of achieving.
Baldur, Vidar, and Odin returned to the area where all three of them tried to strike him from three different angles. Madara had his four limbo shadows block the attacks. The moment they were blocked, he ordered his shadows to push them quite a bit away.
Madara flew high up into the air before spinning the True Longinus into a javelin throwing position. He arched his arm back until he used all his strength to send the spear downwards. The spear shattered the wind all around it till' it hit Rizevim's left arm that cleaved it completely off.
Rizevim looked to his left to check if that really happened, but when his eyes laid upon where his arm used to be, his eyes widened to see his arm was on the ground with the spear piercing it.
The Norse Gods didn't want to mess around with that, so Baldur appeared behind Madara in the air to break his ribs, but Madara caught his foot. "Is that the best you almighty Gods can do? I was expecting our dance to be more stimulating, but if this is the limit of your powers, then you bastards are a complete waste of time." He threw his leg into the air to create an opening.
Madara shot his hand forward that instantly created a purple magic circle. A beam emission was shot out of his hand that sent Baldur right back to the ground.
Odin shot straight up with his spear in hand before flying straight towards him with his spear ready to end him once and for all, but Madara spawned a black receiver rod from his hand and broke it. He used the receiver rod as a sword while Madara and Odin clashed with their weapons as they had a staredown with their weapons being the border that shielded them if someone tried to pull off a headbutt or another cheesy attack.
"Those eyes of yours are the problem. Destroying you or those eyes will just give us the advantage in this war you sparked, but you... Hang on. Now that's an idea that could truly help me gain more knowledge and power. Since I'm missing an eye, I could take one of yours to replace my missing one." Odin said with a smile.
Madara returned the smile. "Listen to yourself talk. You wouldn't even possibly understand the power these eyes hold, old man. If you want to have these eyes, then try to put some more backbone in your attacks to actually make a dent in this battle." Madara used his limbo shadows to pull off a sneak attack.
"Hahahaha, I haven't had this much fun in such a long time. Don't think you can pull off that weak trick once again." Odin spun around while maintaining his stance against Madara before a vortex of highly concentrated magic came gushing out of his hand that ripped apart Madara's limbo shadows.
"Impressive... Show me more of that power!"
"As you wish!" Odin shoved Madara away before shooting five beams that came out of all five fingers that had a widespread shot before it started to close in on him.
Madara used the truth-seeking orbs to make a bubble shield around as the beams came in contact with it.
The beams shattered most of the bubble shield around him as cracks and multiple spaces where he could be seen were visible for everyone to see.
Odin in the midst of his barrage appeared above him before coming down on him in a fast motion. His spear annihilated the bubble which made Madara quickly move out of the way.
A beam of ice came whizzing past Madara at incredible speeds.
"I have some bad news to tell you."
Madara chuckled at hearing that. "That's just what I wanted to hear at a time like this."
"Remember how I said your life is slowly withering away? Well... My power is gradually taking over your body with how things are coming along."
"I can kind of tell with how things are progressing, but what does that mean?" He asked while trying to block multiple attacks from Odin, Vidar, and Baldur.
"After exhausting yourself when you used that massive hyper beam, and those massive meteors whilst maintaining a fight for this long, your energy is slowly depleting. Since you're a human and I'm a Dragon God, my powers are slowly devouring your energy while the power of the ouroboros is fully consuming you entirely."
Madara smirked. "Is there a way to halt the consumption of my chakra and magic just for a little bit?"
"I'm afraid not... As I told you before, humans were not created to be compatible with Dragon Gods like myself or any other supernatural being that rank in the level of a God or anything else along those lines. You are the first human to ever wield my power like this. With the rate, you are going and using these powerful magic attacks, you will die..."
"Hahaha... I see... What this war means for me and everyone else that is fighting for peace will understand the sacrifices we must make to create that dream. Listen... I'll fight until my spirit is vanquished, I'll fight until my body is vaporized, and I'll fight until I am only a memory. If my body and soul become yours, then so be it. Go ahead and use it to your liking to finish what I have started. I have promised everyone a world of tranquility and innocence, so I will exterminate everyone who dares defies the dream of the people who have been enslaved to all these sinful bastards!"
Ophis narrowed her eyes as she could see the pure shining spirit within Madara.
"If this is what you want, then... Fight... Fight until I can't feel your pulse, fight until I can't feel your breaths, fight until I can't the light in your eyes, fight until your fighting spirit withers away. And lastly, fight until the legacy of Madara Uchiha dies, then, only then, you may die because once you die. This body of yours... I'll take it for my own privileges, desires, and plans. I am a Dragon God, and you are a human with the will of a million soldiers. Our contract we made back then when I kissed you was the moment your soul became mine the moment our lips touched. Your fighting spirit will never die, do you know why?"
Madara remained quiet as he zoned in on all the information she was telling him.
"It's because you're a part of me from the moment we sealed the deal. For eons to come, you and I will never separate as long as I live. You may not know this, but I see a light within you that shines brighter than any of the stars that God has created. Your life may be gone, but your spirit... It will live within me. You are infinite, you are everlasting... You are now a part of infinity, Madara Uchiha."
Madara smiled like a madman when hearing that. "Sounds like an enslavement contract than a simple agreement for eons to come, but that is the price for acquiring more power. In the end... It doesn't matter. My mission was to release the innocent people of this world from their shackles." He stopped to look down at his hand to collect his thoughts. "My whole life was nothing more than a prison of endless wars and battles. This life I have now isn't anything special. So do what you wish with my soul once I pass." He threw his receiver rod to the side before extending both of his hands out.
Ophis remained silent.
"Enjoy this, you rotten deceitful bastards. "Almighty Push." A repulsive gust of wind shredded everything apart around him that pushed or ripped apart the moment a person or object made contact with the gust of wind.
Odin managed to block the attack, but his sons took a lot of damage as they were sent to the ground with the skin being ripped off from most of their joints. Their blood was seeping from their body at an unimaginable rate.
Madara didn't want to give them any kind of break. He clapped his hands and spewed out a few words which brought terror to everyone. "Wood Style: Deep Forest Bloom." Trees came rushing out of the ground with flowers at the end of their roots and branches.
Once everything was settled, the flowers opened up before releasing a gas that was slowly making them go to sleep. Odin was trying his hardest to stay awake, but his sons were already falling asleep since they couldn't fight off the pain and stay awake at the same time.
Red piercing magic bullets were sprayed all over Madara's location. A few of them hit him which went through his body and out his back. A few of them hit him before he collapsed to the ground with each breath of air being difficult to control. He looked up to see that Zeoticus was floating in his place.
"Don't tell me you already forgot about me? How can someone be so intellectual and dumb at the same time? Human intelligence always surprises me with each passing day." Zeoticus said.
Madara was feeling the backlash of Ophis's power. He was having a burnout moment with all the magic and chakra he was blasting around. His blood stained the white robe he had on when he became the Sage of the Six Paths. Gradually standing up, his breathing was getting worse since one of Zeoticus's shots punctured his lung.
Vidar and Baldur were left wide open for an attack, but Odin and Zeoticus were blocking his path from trying to conjure up at least one attack. Even if he was left alone, it would still prove difficult with the wounds he has sustained. This was almost bringing him back with his battle with Guy.
"Hehehe... Hehehehehehe." Madara began chuckling.
"What do you find so funny?" Odin asked.
"It's nothing... I'm just laughing at myself and all the events that revolved around my life up to this point."
"How can it be nothing if it revolves around you? It has to be something." Zeoticus countered.
"Your attacks seemed to faze me quite a bit, so I have to give credit where credit is due, but you all have missed a serious key part that makes me a monster on the battlefield. This is where things truly begin to get fun. My abilities are extravagant in offensive and defensive capabilities where many fail to meet my requirements in the thrill of battle. Every one of you failed to realize just how potent I am... My entire body is power."
Odin stroked his beard. "What on Earth are you going on about? Your eyes and skills have taken you a long way, but what other ridiculous abilities do you have that we don't know about? I have sacrificed a lot to gain knowledge beyond anyone's imagination. I may be all-knowing, but you... You must be the same as me, but instead of knowledge, you decided to gain power."
"I'm nothing like you, old man. My pain and struggles are far worse than yours." Hashirama's cells within his body began to work their magic as all the wounds he sustained vanished like nothing ever happened. The blood was washed out before looking like a whole new man.
Everyone was shocked beyond their unimaginable dreams. Odin was surprised the most when all the wounds he gave him were just healed up.
"That is not possible. Just, no... What are you?" Zeoticus asked.
"How can you heal your body in a matter of seconds? I must know this secret!" Odin yelled out.
"Hahahaha... How hilarious. A God wanting to gain more knowledge just to obtain the secrets of my body. Look at that greed for knowledge and power, and you say that you are better than humans."
Odin felt his veins pop out of his forehead which caused the wind to blow more fiercely with more of his anger being shown. "I'll uncover the secrets of this power you hold, and I'll replace this missing eye with one of those eyes of yours."
"I have sacrificed my entire life to grow stronger, but if you want to know this power I hold, I can tell you if you give me something."
Odin smiled like a lunatic. "As always... I must sacrifice something to gain more knowledge. Go on, what is it?"
"You want this power? Then give me your life!" Madara sent his truth-seeking orbs in many different directions before they all began to use their gravitational pull to grab all the rocks on the ground. All of the orbs were being covered in rock until they all were small planetoids floating in the air.
Madara flew up into the air where he clapped his hands together which caused all the small planetoids to collide with one another. This created a massive meteor that was bigger than his shattered heaven attack. He went the extra mile by infusing the massive truth-seeking orb in the middle of the massive rock with some magic that engulfed the entire rock in black and purple flames.
"Let's see how you dance around this!" Madara sent the massive rock towards Odin, Vidar, Baldur, and Zeoticus.
Odin used his spear to launch out a beam emission to push back the rock. Zeoticus shot out a beam of his own to push it back, but there was no budge.
With this final attack, Madara felt his very existence leave his body as he fell to the ground. Ophis's power overwhelmed him as her magic was taking over his chakra points. They were all slowly becoming a part of her. Madara was smiling the whole time when he was falling towards the ground.
"You're... Smiling?"
"Am I? This may be the first time in my life which I have truly protected someone or something than trying to destroy it. Hahaha... That bastard is always planting his roots wherever I am that I can never simply wash away. Isn't that right, Hashirama?"
The massive meteor that was about to hit the ground was sent to the sky, colliding with one of the stars. The gust of air that came blasting at them was far worse than any severe tornado or hurricane. The explosion and bright flash of light engulfed the entire sky that was beginning to tear a hole within the reality of Hell.
Odin and Zeoticus were on their knees as they exhausted themselves. They looked around to see who sent that attack back, but no one was seen around them.
Seconds flew by which made it feel like reality was being frozen. Slow claps were heard above them before they were slowly starting to get closer and closer. "Just how much power can you produce within a human body?" Odin and Zeoticus turned around to face the person who said that.
Odin's eyes widened at who he was staring at. "That can't be..."
"The demonic pressure exerting from him is too much. I feel... Cold." Zeoticus said.
"Son of a bitch." Odin blurted out.
"Hey, now. My father may have been the most authoritative person in the whole known universe, but he was never a bitch. What am I even saying? You God's are far worse than my father. Far worse than humans, and you claim to be God's? I guess you all failed to realize that you're nothing more than pawns within a war that was never going to go your way." Lucifer said as his Four Horsemen stood by his side.
Zeoticus puked out blood with how much pressure these people were exerting. "Who in the Hell is that?"
"How can you not know your own damn one and only King?"
His eyes skyrocketed. "Lucifer?!"
Lucifer smiled at that. "That's me, the one and only."
Lucifer walked on over to Madara's spot with his Four Horsemen. This was Lucifer's goal of meeting the one who was claiming to be a God. Upon seeing him, he felt disgusted and annoyed to see that a human calling himself God was on the floor nearly close to death.
Madara's eyes made contact with Lucifer's. "The big bad himself finally shows himself. What took so long? Your home, people, and kingdom have been destroyed. Is that what I needed to do to get you to show yourself?" Madara asked.
"My entire life, I have never met a human that was capable of doing something like this. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I admire you, Madara. You have sparked something inside me which will bring my curiosity about human growth and potential towards a new level. I thought each and everyone was a hairless ape with corruption in their mind, but you... I don't even know what to say." Lucifer was impressed.
With all of his strength, Madara slowly stood back up as the massive truth-seeking orb separated into small orbs before returning to Madara.
"I can see it clearly. The monster that lingers in all of humanity. The monster that whispers endless torment and corruption in the most innocent and loving of people. The monster that wants to stain the very Earth of its own plagues, misery, pain, suffering, and sadness." Madara was starting to expose the truth to him, but small cracks began to form all over Madara's skin.
"Is that it? You want to try and pry into my weakness by using those unjust words? You, humans, will never understand the flaws and broken mechanics of your species. This little world that my father created is dying. It's dying without any remedy because a simple whisper or deal with our kind is all it takes to break you, humans, apart piece by piece by asking for money, power, or lust. You want to know why? It's because every one of you isn't even complete, my father screwed you all up. And guess who was right?" Lucifer elucidated.
Madara's skin was beginning to show more cracks. His whole body looked as if it was some kind of puzzle.
"I think I'm beginning to understand something. With all the information I received about you, I think you and I are quite alike in some regards." Madara said.
"How can, I, The Devil, be similar to a human?"
"You and I have been abandoned, forgotten, and ridiculed. Our actions in which we justified it by going the extra mile by provoking everyone who we were close to just to show that we were right. Severing our relationship with everyone around us because people like you and me... We were always alone from the start due to our refined thinking and feelings. We rebelled, destroyed, and bathed in the blood of our brothers, sisters, friends, and even the whole world." Madara expressed.
Lucifer was confused as to where he was going with this, but he knew he wasn't lying.
"I already can see that you have lived long enough to realize that the only things that truly exist within this reality are pain, suffering, and futility. That is why you and I want to change the world just because you were right about humanity. But let me tell you something where we differ. You want to exterminate the entire human race due to their flawed mechanics, but isn't that what we humans strive to fix to be better people? We try to make a difference to move forward, but you... You just create flaws in humanity to just project to the world that you were right."
Lucifer clenched his fists after hearing that. "They weren't lying from how intellectual you are that it's making me want to tear that brain of yours apart. But before all that, let me tell you something that will rattle your pants. You know that cat lady that truly loves you with all her heart, soul, and body?"
Madara narrowed his eyes. "What are you getting at?"
"It was such a shame that her screams only lasted a few seconds before she just died. I would have loved to hear her screams more. When you enjoy lashing out pain, you have to enjoy it to the fullest, but she... She was no fun. Her sister as well was no fun. If it's any conciliation, they at least died together. Isn't that touching?"
Madara clenched his teeth. He wasn't able to do anything against Lucifer and his Four Horsemen in his current condition. His chakra and Ophis's magic were the key elements in keeping him stable, but his overuse of magic and chakra in his earlier attacks took everything out of him.
The Infinite Dragon God was beyond what he imagined. Her magic was flowing through his chakra points in which they were corrupting them. He was a human that was using the powers of a Dragon God that was too much for him. He was lucky enough to have lasted this long. "Listen here, Lucifer. If I can't stop you, then there are millions of others who can."
Lucifer chuckled. "Keep talking all you want. You look like you're breaking apart there. I was going to end you myself, but I think I'll enjoy watching your death like this."
A slow gentle breeze blew away Madara's skin one by one before they vanished into the air. "Don't think I simply died, you bastard. My spirit will live on, but before I disappear, let me give you a surprise." Madara projected one of his shadows to deliver a massive kick to the side of Lucifer's face that made him fall to the ground. Lucifer was going to retaliate for that sneak attack.
"You think that's funny?!" Lucifer asked.
"Not in the slightest. I just wanted to see dirt like you taste the very ground where you were imprisoned to show that even near death, I still reign above you." Madara's whole body disappeared before a black orb appeared until it landed on the ground.
Another figure took over Madara's spot where he vanished.
"MADARAAAAAAAAA!" Lucifer's rage exploded that shook the Underworld with the power that was being contained within him.
Ophis raised her hand as a magic circle formed with the infinity symbol in the middle of it that started to glow. Lucifer commanded his troops to fall back, but Samael appeared out of the blue to stop this attack of hers.
Ophis realized who it was, so she quickly vanished without leaving a trace of where she left.
"Thank you, brother." Lucifer thanked him as he calmed down.
"Don't mention it. I sense dragons in the distance, so I will go deal with them." Samael said.
"Do what you wish, brother..." Lucifer's eyes were fluctuating with sheer intensity. "I'm going to burn every single person which Madara has showed affection, care, or friendly relations to purgatory..."
The two brothers split up. Lucifer turned to his Four Horsemen. "This is where the four of you do what you do best. Plague this whole world with your wrath. Destroy it all to nothingness. Hell, Earth, Heaven, I don't care which you decided to destroy, just burn those rotten failed abortions to the ground."
The Four Horsemen rode their horses in four different directions to do just what Lucifer ordered.
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The Horsemen of War headed towards the commanders that were guiding the humans. His horse glided through the sky with each step nearing his objective. He was coming up to a human squadron that looked like at least a thousand people were in. War pulled out his sword and jumped off his horse. His body slammed down in front of the squadron where a big puff of smoke and debris flew all around him.
The humans got their weapons ready to combat the new opponent. The smoke cleared up to reveal a man clad in armor from head to toe. It looked battle damaged and torn apart, but what was really eerie about him was the menacing aura and frightening appearance he had.
The Horsemen of War made a growl that echoed within his war-torn helmet. His white beaming eyes scanned the whole area around him. Raising his hand, he snapped his fingers that sent out a magical sonar-like pulse that hit everyone in the vicinity.
Everyone was confused for a few seconds before everyone felt something strange inside of them. They looked at their own people before a rage enveloped them as they all began to fight amongst each other. Their own were slaughtering one another while the Horsemen of War started to head towards Azazel, Yasaka, Penemue, Michael, and Baraqiel.
Steam was leaving out of War's mouth when he opened his mouth that showed rotten teeth, skin, and torn muscles. His whole face was covered in a helmet, but the steam left through the small holes and gaps that were in the helmet.
Michael saw who was coming their way. This was going to be a problem for everyone who was fighting for humanity. Seeing a Horsemen meant that his brother was also here, but he didn't have time to think about how his brother managed to escape his prison. "I'll go deal with this hindrance," Michael said before flying down towards the Horsemen of War.
The Archangel's demeanor changed drastically when his eyes landed on one of the apocalyptic horsemen. He wasn't going to waste any time by messing around when a powerful and dangerous enemy was standing in front of him. Michael's hand generated a powerful divine light that constructed a sword that burned everything around him. His eyes began to flare up with his sword.
War made the first move by making big steps that crushed the ground with every step he made. Michael's expression turned to that of wrath. His duty, life, mission, and promise that he made to his father before sending Lucifer to his own crypt all just vanished. His mission of overseeing the human race while trying to help them with the best of their abilities didn't matter anymore.
Lucifer and the Four Horsemen were a scourge to the world and its people. If he had to make a promise to protect these people from unholy beings like Lucifer and the Four Horsemen which could even destroy his own life, he would send his brother and his four goons straight to Purgatory before letting them spread their influence and disease of chaos to humanity.
War and Michael swung their swords with the very intent to annihilate the other. Their clash caused a bright surge of light to appear that knocked back all the humans, Angel's, Fallen Angel's, and Youkai's to the ground from the sheer backlash of the shockwave that hit them.
The two of them released their clash to just swing again, but more destruction was being created beneath them and all around them with every clash. Michael took a step back where he raised his sword above his head until he sent it downward that split the ground beneath them in half. Michael's sword that was overflowing with divine light was shot out of his sword the moment he made contact with the ground.
The magic energy created a wall of divine light that vanquished any Devil or unholy being to smithereens. War luckily moved out of the way in time, but that amount of magic power being released made him more excited as he wanted to do something of his own.
He infused some of his magic in his weapon that quickly was engulfed in a black flame. War made a satisfying sound that bounced off from the inside of his helmet where it had a reverb effect to it. He raised his sword high enough into the air before impaling the ground with his weapon that sent out a circular wave of black flames.
Michael was confused about what was happening, but his confusion was replaced with shock when he heard the humans and the other factions behind him scream in agony. His focus turned back to War as everyone around Michael was turning into ash.
War charged Michael once again, but he used his fist to give the Archangel a grand slam of a punch. Michael didn't see that coming before he felt like his whole cheek was being compressed by thousands of dumbbells. Michael had to regain his position when he saw war create a black orb filled with flames in his left hand where he was going to blast him.
The ball of flame became something else entirely as he was expecting a beam emission, but that small black orb of flames transformed into a double-edged battle axe.
Michael bounced off the ground to gain more distance from him as the axe came flying down on his previous location that formed a black flame tornado.
Michael didn't want to take any chances with that, so he raised his hand where a bright flash of light appeared that shot out a holy beam emission that towered over mountains.
War configured around with the black flame battle axe until it transformed into a halberd. He drew his hand all the way back before chucking it at unimaginable speeds that tore the ground to shreds. He whistled as loud as he could which called for his horse that came flying down like some torpedo.
Grabbing hold of the saddle, he hopped back on his horse as they took flight.
The Archangel disintegrated the halberd, but when his attack calmed down, he noticed that War wasn't on the ground anymore. War was moving in a circular motion above him, but Michael noticed that small attack was just a distraction before noticing that War was creating a massive black cloud that was impossible to see through.
The horse he was riding on was changing as black flames engulfed all four legs of the horse. But that was the least of his worries because the middle of the black cloud he created had a massive energy surge in the middle of it all. War raised his hand until he lowered it which faced the ground that flared up the black cloud before sending out a colossal death beam that was glassing the whole ground.
Michael flew away as fast as possible from the beam. The aftermath of the attack left the Archangel in a daze from how powerful he was. Although his opponent is the Horsemen of War, he was still a tough opponent. He knew only so little about the horsemen, but to think they were this powerful was beyond his imagination.
War was about to the same thing as he saw him raise his hand, but Michael wasn't going to allow such a thing to happen again. He clapped his hands together before pulling them apart which was creating a light spear the size of a skyscraper. He aimed the spear up in the clouds where he launched the spear straight up into the sky at orbital speeds.
War wasn't able to see this coming, but War stood up on his horse before whipping it that caused the wings on the horse to turn into black flames. It didn't stop there, the horse was slowly transforming into a flaming phoenix-like bird as the skin was not visible anymore. The entire horse was covered from head to toe in black flames. He and his horse got out of the way, but the light spear entered the circulating black orbital cloud.
The spear went off that created a nuclear explosion in the sky that vanquished the whole cloud. The sky was so bright as if the sun was floating right above them. Light particles rained all around them that created light all over the place.
The Horsemen of War dive bombed towards Michael with his horse while holding out his sword, but Michael had enough of this bastard as he gave him a grand slam of his own by driving his fist right at the horse's neck with a fist engulfed in holy light.
This knocked War off his saddle where Michael took advantage of this by trying to impale him with his sword. With War's free hand, he created a black flamed shield that countered his attack. War's horse got some distance before making a U-turn and started to charge the Archangel like a fully raged bull. This made Michael back off from War in which he quickly gave no breathing space by transforming his shield into a scimitar.
He swung with a ferocity beyond any normal swing that a normal person could produce. The swing actually slashed through Michael's armor with a long trail going across his whole armor, but Michael saw the other sword in his hand that was heading straight towards his head.
Making the dodge in the knick of time, he was able to survive, but the scimitar in War's other hand came forward with a simple thrust that punctured Michael's stomach. The black flames of the sword were burning his insides which made him release a painful scream.
"I-I-I c-can't wrap my mind a-around how you were a-a-able to obtain such p-power," Michael said while trying to hold back the pain.
"I see how Lord Lucifer was warry of you. You hold devastating powers even without your true sword. A weapon crafted from God whilst the one wielding it would be his most powerful and loyal son is a terrifying image to even imagine. Lord Lucifer has told us plenty about you and your ways of combat. You see, after so many years of being imprisoned in this Hell, he began to think of ways to ruin your life." War began to elaborate for him.
Michael squinted his eyes as he yanked out the sword.
"He knew that he couldn't take on everyone by himself, but he also knew that you would be able to destroy us even without your sword. Lord Lucifer began to create a plan of his own to counter against Archangel's like you, but also... Madara Uchiha."
"Madara?! I knew he wouldn't sit by when he heard that Madara was trying to become the new messiah of this world."
"Is that what you think? You should probably think about finding a new messiah because Madara Uchiha perished in battle."
War's voice resonated across the battlefield, making Michael, Azazel, Yasaka, Baraqiel, and Penemue widen their eyes.
"You lie!" Michael yelled out.
"You should know, Michael. I and my other three brothers aren't meant for lying like Lucifer. We are destroyers, conquerors, and marauders. We can care less about some little lie." War explained.
Michael couldn't believe it. A man he has never met in his life that has pushed humanity beyond their limits was dead. He has done something no human could have ever done in his time watching over the Earth. This feeling that was forming inside of his chest was the same feeling he had when his father passed away. He couldn't just sit still after hearing this.
Loss after loss was getting to Michael that sent out a gust of air. His father was enough, but to hear that Madara has died was the final straw. He was the hope and dreams of all humankind. He has shoved his father's dream even further that would have made him proud to see that his creation was rising above all these Devil's, God's, Angel's, and even the Dragon God's.
Michael clenched his teeth as he had enough of all this craziness. "If that is how Lucifer wants to play... Then I will play along with his little game. If I had to be honest with you and everyone else, I think I made a mistake which has created this whole turn of events that we are in right now."
"What would that be?" War asked.
"When father asked me to banish Lucifer from Heaven... I think I should have pierced that bastard's heart instead of sending him here." Michael's eyes began to glow fiercely as his magic power began to spiral out of control. The rocks and dirt around him began to float while shaking profusely before exploding from the pressure.
The sword in Michael's hand began to resonate with a loud ringing noise that felt like a drill was entering War's ears. Angelic scriptures began forming all across the sword from hilt to the tip of the blade that only angelic beings could read. Michael raised the sword midway to his chest before bringing the sword to the side of his neck which he instantly swung the moment he winded up his sword.
A crazy pillar of light was sent out of the blade that purified anything that it touched. The light hit all the Devil's in the area where they were all fighting before they were vaporized into nothingness. War couldn't get his shield up in time as the light hit his head along with most of his body which destroyed most of his armor.
The trees that were far out in the distance turned to dust before the pillar of light shrank in size until it was completely gone.
War growled like some angry beast when he recovered from the attack. Half of his torso and arm armor was gone, but his helmet had a big chunk of armor missing that revealed his glowing white eye with clear visibility. That wasn't even the most horrendous thing that Michael and everyone else saw. When they saw his face partially, it wasn't even right to call them some type of celestial being, or some type of spawn from Hell.
It looked like some abomination that Trihexa created. His face still had patches of skin on it, but it had a dark gray color to it. It was ripped, shredded, and even clawed. Worms were popping out of the patches of skin that were eating away at the skin.
"I had enough of you..." War said as he whistled for his horse. The horse came running back where War shoved his sword into the horse and infused the whole horse with him.
War became entirely different as the armor he had before was now replaced with black flames. The sword he wielded no longer had a solid design, but It was now a sword that was engulfed in flames which he was able to construct or materialize any weapon he desired with a simple thought. Coming out of his back, the horse's wings were coming out of War's back.
Michael blinked before War appeared behind him. "Missing something?" War asked as he showed the Archangel his left arm.
Blood was gushing out like some fountain. "How did you survive that last attack? You should have been vaporized." Michael asked.
"Remember when I said Lord Lucifer began preparing something to combat against an Archangel and even Madara Uchiha?"
"Don't tell me, he made you some special armor?"
"Just how far from the truth can you be?"
"What?"
"Lord Lucifer didn't simply prepare any special weapon or armor for us. You see, Lord Lucifer himself has connected the five of us with a simple blood contract. Meaning that all of us are siphoning power from each other. Borrowing power from my brothers, but also taking power from Lord Lucifer himself."
Michael's eyes were about to pop right out. "No..."
"With Lord Lucifer being The Devil, and also being an Angel, don't you think the power I hold is just right at the pinnacle of the strongest Archangel, or maybe even stronger? Lord Lucifer was afraid of you and Madara, but with Madara dead and you on the brink of death, I think there is nothing that Lord Lucifer is afraid of now. That should be said for me and my brothers as well."
"Damn that childish bastard! Over some humans?! Humans that our father created?! Just how childish can a bastard be to throw a tantrum over some humans?! To do something like this just to prove a point to a dead father that no longer holds any control in this world."
"Don't think you have won because Madara has perished. Not until every person who believes in Madara's dream is killed is when you have won. Millions are fighting for a dream that a single human has sparked. Your evil shall be vanquished along with the darkness that follows."
"Don't be so patriotic now, Michael," Azazel said as he flew down next to him.
"Madara Uchiha is the hope of this deformed world even if he has perished in battle, so we will continue his fight until there is nothing left," Yasaka said with a battled hardened expression, but also a very pissed off expression.
"So more have come to aid a wounded feathered parasite. No matter, I will take you all on. Hell... I'll fight you all with my newfound army." The humans that were fighting against each other rallied to War's side.
"What do you think our odds of winning are?" Azazel asked.
Yasaka scanned the opposing force before giving a response. "Does it matter at this point? We have caused enough damage in the Underworld that not even God's could fix with the sheer destruction that Madara has caused while battling most of the leaders of the opposing forces."
Azazel was getting antsy. "All this standing around is getting to me. Should we get started?"
"I was just waiting for you to get ready," Yasaka said.
He sighed. "Well... What do you think Madara would say in a crazy moment like this?"
She let out a laugh. "Who knows, Azazel. That man was always a mystery."
Azazel rubbed the back of his head. "That bastard always was a battle maniac with no sense of stopping when he gets fired up, but... He was a bastard that knew how to get things done even in difficult situations. I don't know what crazy thoughts go through his head in situations like this, but I can say this for sure... Giving up now would be an insult to him and everyone else who gives a damn about his dream and future."
"Spoken like a true leader there, Azazel," Yasaka stated.
"I'm no leader, Yasaka. That title belongs to Madara."
"With our leader gone, you have to take responsibility because, without a proper chain of command, we will lose our ranks. Besides, it's not like he would hold a grudge against you for stepping up to the plate."
Azazel cracked his fingers before walking slowly towards the enemy. "There is one thing you have wrong, Yasaka. The dead don't and can't hold grudges... That's only a privilege that has been bestowed upon the living. And that privilege will harden our hearts. As Madara once said, this hatred we hold will sprout to protect love."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's begin." Michael said.
"You better sleep well, Madara, because once this war is over, I'm going to strangle you for leaving behind millions of people to die against the very evil you swore to get rid of..." Azazel said with a smirk before charging War's forces.