Long ago, during the age of kingdoms and empires, when faith and mysticism prevailed over science and reason, a cataclysmic war spread across the world. What once began as a skirmish between the three biblical factions escalated as pantheons from outside their realm were pulled into the fray. Some joined to settle old grudges while some merely joined for the thrill of battle, others were pulled into the conflict by mere misfortune.
As the years went by more and more joined the conflict, only further adding to the devastation and death. Entire ecosystems were ruined and many species were driven to extinction as supernatural beings rampaged throughout the world. Malice and corruption spread like a plague as the death tolls began to rise exponentially, only further destroying the once beautiful blue marble.
Not even the efforts of the nature deities and senjutsu masters around the world were able to stop the slow decay of nature. They could only watch as areas rife with conflict became soaked with death and ill energies, the areas too dangerous to traverse. Many even considered this a precursor to the end of the world, the beginning of Ragnarok itself.
But the world was not ready to die just yet.
Its will had existed long before life had taken hold upon its surface and the first gods were born. It was by its authority that such beings were allowed to walk its surface and now they abuse its graces.
It would not allow this to stand.
As the countless supernatural beings fought upon its surface, the planet gathered its energy within its core. It required a deterrent, a counter force to reclaim its territories, enforce its will and preserve the natural order.
What it needed was a monster.
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A spark of life pulsed within the deepest parts of the Earth, in the Inner Seas of the planet as the battles continued to rage worldwide. The pulse was like a booming beacon as the world cried out to the various nature deities and senjutsu practitioners that touched its surface. The will of the planet itself whispered in their minds as the spark grew stronger with each passing moment.
The voice spoke not in words but in feelings, intentions and desires.
It's feelings of pain.
It's intent to survive.
And its desire to destroy.
As if in one mind they listened to the beautiful melody of the planet's will and they all lowered themselves to the ground, bowing in reverence of what's to come. With one voice and one mind they all cried to the heavens, desperate to be heard as the embodiment of the planet awoken.
"All hail the God of Destruction!"
"All hail the King of Monsters!"
"All! Hail! GODZILLA!"
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Upon the raging battlefields that spanned across the continent of Europe ash choked the skies, blocking out the sun as the earth and sea burned beneath it. Yet even in this sunless expanse light still blossomed as massive eruptions of energy, both holy, demonic, and draconic were thrown with reckless abandon by the three factions of the Bible and the two dragon emperors.
The Angels of Heaven.
The Fallen of the Grigori.
And the Devils of the 72 Pillars.
The Red Dragon of Domination.
The Whit Dragon of Supremacy.
Each side fought with all they had as their numbers continuously dropped in the presence of the two dragon emperors that had somehow involved themselves in their conflict. Blasts of magic and energy tore through the battlefield, hitting friend and foe alike.
The chaos forced the most hated enemies to band together as they unleashed their collective might against the two scaled forces of nature whose own battle collided with their skirmish.
A young Sirzechs Gremory, future leader of the devil race and inheritor of the name Lucifer, weaved through the skies as he watched a small group of unlucky devils and angels burn in the flames of the Red Dragon Emperor. In retaliation he charged his magic to greater heights, a feat attributed to his inheritance of the Power of Destruction and his prodigious power equal to a devil many centuries his senior, and launched it at the massive beast.
The resulting blast knocked the Red Dragon's aim off course and into a mountain range far away where it exploded, destroying half of the landmass.
For not the first time since the battle started Sirzechs actually found himself praying to whatever force out there that the battle would reach some kind of conclusion, and hopefully with lives spared.
"All forces! Concentrate your fire!" The words of one of the high-ranking angels spread out over the area they occupied. No one bothered to refuse his orders as they all began to rain an arcane bombardment upon the massive beast in the hopes to injure it. Killing it with just their forces wasn't even worth hoping for, showing just how dangerous and powerful the heavenly dragon was considered to be.
"Sirzechs!" A stray voice shouted over the sounds of explosions and the young Gremory found his attention drawn away to his longtime friend Ajuka Astaroth.
The Red Dragon Emperor exploded from where he was pinned down and flew into the air before breathing a trail of fire and killing a score of the lesser combatants and even the ones that were fighting the White Dragon Albion not far off. The heat was so intense that even while not in the direct path of the flames, the two future super devils were forced to shield themselves or be burnt to a crisp.
"Ajuka." Sirzechs acknowledged his friend, who's face looked a mix of confused and panicked at the same time. Something that, while not out of place for their current circumstances, didn't seem entirely right coming from the normally calm and collected devil. "What's wrong?"
"There's been a shift in the planetary foundations." The Green haired devil explained as he raised a barrier using a new method he dubbed the Kankara Formula, increasing the devil magic passing through it by fifty percent. "The ambient energy around Earth has begun to rapidly swell without any discernible reason."
Sirzechs blinked as he ran it through his head. He wasn't as smart as Ajuka but he knew enough that this was not an ordinary occurrence, and anything that worried his friend, worried him. "Could this be the work of one of the other pantheons?" He asked, as various factions had joined one of the many sides in this conflict. He wouldn't put it past some of the deities to pull something like this.
The two Devils took further to the skies as the Vanishing Dragon barreled into their side of the battlefield, seeking more combatants and ignoring the enraged cries of the Welsh Dragon as it roared with battle lust.
The original Lucifer and Beelzebub fired massive waves of magic as Azazel, Michael, and Baraqiel tried to contain the two beasts in a more confined area. The resulting explosion engulfed more than a few of the weaker soldiers from both sides as it reduced that quarter mile of land into a barren crater.
"No." Ajuka denied as the two managed to retreat further from the fighting for safety, yet not far enough to be seen as deserters. "Whatever this is has nothing to do with the gods of any pantheon."
Sirzechs and Ajuka moved suddenly, narrowly avoiding a stray light spear as their last location was suddenly engulfed in a sea of fire when the Welsh Dragon tried to take a shot at his rival while retaliating against the combined blow.
"We need to evacuate the area Sirzechs." Ajuka insisted. "Whatever is happening is something that I very much doubt we want to be a part of."
"I know, I know." Sirzechs responded as he destroyed a tree that was uprooted from an explosion and flying towards them. "But we can't leave," The red devil grimaces. "If any of the other houses found out we left the battlefield, or Hells forbid any of the Satan's hear about two heirs retreating."
Ajuka grimaced at the thought. As strong as the two of them were the had no doubts that the four devil kings wouldn't hesitate to kill them and make their families lives hell as punishment, pillar house be damned.
The two of them watched as more and more and more of their comrades, both old and temporary alike, fell to the ground dead. This war was pointless, they both knew it, it was nothing more than their leaders attempts at waving their egos around, even if it cost countless lives from all sides.
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Unknown to both devils, the ocean not too far from where their battle was taking place began to quickly recede in great amounts. A massive swell moved closer and closer to the battlefield.
A faint blue pulse breaches the darkness of the depths for a brief moment before fading back into inky blackness.
In that brief moment, any animal within four miles with even the faintest hint of self-preservation instincts fled the area for safer waters, wherever that maybe.
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Y Ddraig Goch had been having the best of days since the little insects had started their little war. It had been far too long since he had been able to test his might against such a vast number of opponents. Over the last couple of centuries, he had been content to battle his rival Albion, the only one who could stand up to his flames, and and use the white bastard to push himself to greater heights.
But now?
Ever since the ants had stirred up trouble so many new challenges were coming out of hiding! Gods, sages, dragons, monsters, and even the occasional violent nature spirit protecting its home. So many enemies, and so many new opportunities to grow stronger!
But now wasn't one of those enjoyable times.
He had meet Albion earlier this day and the two of them proceeded to battle as they usually do. It had become a regular thing for the both of them to meet at this time of year and fight, an annual occurrence that wasn't lost on Ddraig with how ritualistic it had become.
The Red Dragon Emperor had actually had a hand over the white bastard in the beginning, using some of the legendary treasures he took from Tiamat to give him an edge.
Unfortunately, they broke and he could practically feel the impending doom that the female dragon king would subject him to when she found out, but at the moment he was too in the moment to care.
Just when he was about to launch a devastating blow, something struck him in the side of the head, allowing Albion to dodge at the last moment. Agitated Ddraig only then noticed the collective of insects that were buzzing around the two of them, interrupting their duel.
The insects began to attack and the two emperors retaliated in kind, leading them to the present time where they a massive free for all was taking place. Ddraig and Albion were still fighting each other just as much as they were fighting the pests around them.
Ddraig fell to the earth after taking a rather powerful shot from one of the pests, making a large crater. He rose once more to leap into the fray, his body boosting and doubling his strength, only to halt as he felt the earth quake.
It wasn't from any of the explosions, it was far to even for the chaotic magics flying around them, it spiked in a repetitive rhythm. One after the other, almost like footsteps that only seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment, drowning out the explosions going on around him.
No, after a brief moment where the red dragon noticed that nothing was striking his scales, he realized that the fighting had stopped completely. Not even the Vanishing Dragons roars could be heard, falling quiet as well to make way for the echoing quakes.
Ddraig spread his wings and soared out of the crater he was in and into the skies with a cry, curious as to why the fighting had stopped when it had started to get good.
All of the combatants were now facing in one direction, none of them moving save for Albion who seemed tense and ready to pounce himself.
Ddraig turned in that direction, and his mind could only think of one single thought as he looked at the source of the cease in conflict
'He's huge!'
The source was a massive bipedal lizard that was easily more than twice Ddraig's height and defiantly many times more in mass. It stood on two thick legs attached to a body that was corded with muscles and slate grey scales. Its arms were a little short but the claws attached to the still looked like they could rend the scales off his body. A trail of jagged spines lined the newcomers back from its head all the way to its absurdly long and no doubt powerful tail. Its face had a rather short muzzle compared to most dragons but it could still see the rows of teeth filling that maw. None of this however was what Ddraig paid attention to, instead he had his gaze locked with the creature's eyes. Two orbs of amber that studied all those present with a hidden intelligence and not so hidden disdain.
The sight of those challenging eyes were enough to make Ddraig's blood boil with indignation for being looked down upon and anticipation of a new challenger!
The creature reared back slightly, its chest puffing and then it—
SKREEEEEOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNK!
The Red Dragon Emperor's instincts were running wild as the beast let lose a roar that shook the very heavens and earth. More than a few of the insects around him fell from the sky, not able to handle the sheer power behind the roar. Ddraig had no doubt that the entire world had heard its primal declaration of dominance and supremacy. Many of the weaklings looked ready to flee at that very moment.
But not him.
The roar only made his blood boil as he rejected the instincts to submit and bow before the larger predator. He would not bow before the newcomer; he was the Dragon of Domination! He would meet the challenge with just as much force!
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Azazel's ears rang violently as his heart beat against his chest in terror. The beast's roar violently rattled his ears, nearly deafening him as he felt the need to run and hide. To teleport somewhere, anywhere, so long as it was away from here.
He had been through various battlefields all across the world and had been in the presence of many different enemies over his long lifespan, from humans to gods as they laid waste to the battlefield, yet none of them had managed to instill such fear in him through sheer presence like the creature before him.
His skin felt like it was burning as a cold feeling settled in his gut like ice from the depths of Cocytus. He wasn't the only one either as all around him he could see the various angels and devils all backing away as those amber eyes roamed over them.
"You dare challenge me!" A deep booming voice roared as the heat began to rise. Azazel watched as the Welsh Dragon rose to the creature's eye level, radiating enough heat that the air around him began to shimmer as the sound of the red dragon's signature boost went off four times, increasing its mighty power even further. "I am the Dragon of Domination and I will not be taken lightly!"
The air cracked as the Welsh Dragon charged at the newcomer like a shooting star, nearly throwing the fallen leader for a loop from the mere shockwave he left behind.
The dragon moved like a red blur, cutting across the skies to reach the giant bipedal lizard that only turned its back to the approaching dragon.
Azazel could feel the dragon's enraged roar at the perceived insult and he braced himself for the inevitable clash between two forces of power that would only further lay waste to the lives around them.
But it wasn't the clash that he had expected.
The kaiju turned, moving far more quickly than anything its size had any right to, and slammed its long and massive tail into the Red Dragon, knocking it out of the skies and into the ground where it carved a trench into the earth.
In that single moment it had managed to do more damage to the Welsh Dragon than the combined might of the three biblical factions could together.
"Michael, dear brother of mine," Azazel spoke calmly to his sibling and once comrade before his fall, his voice not betraying the sheer absurdity and fear that was his inner thoughts. "I believe a new performer has taken the stage."
The seraphim said nothing, only nodding gravely as he looked at the downed from of the Welsh Dragon.
The kaiju turned back to the gathering around him, not paying the dragon a second thought, and its back began to glow a vibrant blue as blue electricity arced across its body. Thousands of years of experience and ingrained instincts flared to life, warning the fallen angel to move!
"All forces disengage!" Azazel ordered as he flared his wings and moved out of the beast's path as quickly as he could. "Spread out and get aw—"
He never got to finish his warning before the kaiju attacked once again. Without so much as a warning the beast opened its mouth and roared a wave of pure force!
Azazel raised a barrier to protect himself despite his position outside of the attack's primary direction, and could only watch with dread as those unlucky enough to not heed his warning or too slow to move out of the way were reduced to a liquid slurry of blood in an instant.
His genius mind ran through different phenomena and information, analyzing the attack in mere seconds before coming up with an answer.
A high-powered oscillatory wave, an attack lacking any form of magic or energy as it was just a wave of pure sound at a high enough volume to level the landscape.
He didn't know who was the first but all around him the forces of the biblical faction began to fire everything on the beast, who subsequently ignored them to charge the Vanishing Dragon Albion.
The White Dragon seemed to learn from its rival and managed to avoid charging head first to meet its opponent, instead referring to hit and run tactics as it began to steal its energy. An enraged roar from afar grew closer before the Red Dragon once again joined the fray by slamming into the massive beast.
Azazel took the opportunity for what it was worth, gathering his power and unleashing a volley of light spears upon the kaiju as it fought with the two dragon emperors, yet he could feel that something was off as he charged and released each spear.
It was being bombarded on all sides by all sorts of magic, holy element, and demonic bloodline abilities of various effects, yet it didn't seem to care as it wrestled with the two dragons.
Ddraig was caught in the creature's claws after getting too close and thrown against the ground with enough force to uproot the surrounding trees. It raised its massive foot in an attempt to crush the Red Dragon beneath it but Albion swooped down from above, taking the distraction and biting down on the creature's thick neck, causing it to roar in pain. Its foot missed and the brief distraction allowed Ddraig escape.
Godzilla thrashed as the dragon's teeth dug into its flesh. Despite the limited reach of its arms, it managed to wrench the dragon off of its body and unleashed another wave of pure force right into its face, destroying the forest in front of it in the process.
Azazel watched as the two Dragon Emperors fought tooth and claw with the massive beast, spewing fire and cutting large gashes into its flesh but there was a clear gap in power between them and their opponent.
Whereas the two dragons were gathering wounds with every engagement the same could not be said for the kaiju. Scales and bone broke under the heavy blows as flesh was torn apart, letting their life blood flow from the dragon's body whereas the Kaiju's wounds were far less. Its body was thick with muscle and the scales, strong enough to resist the claws of the dragon emperors to some degree. Any gashes in its hide and burns that the dragons did manage to make along its body were already healing at a slow but apparent rate.
Azazel readied his next spear, charging it more and more with his power in the hope that it would do some damage only to find his control slipping. He scowled as he tried to reign in his power as it its form started to slip away.
This shouldn't have been happening. His control over his holy powers were as flawless as they always were. He wasn't some newly created two-winged angel freshly born. He was a former Seraphim with centuries of experience in manipulating the holy light of his father.
Had Father finally forsaken him? Finally revoked the holy power when he needed it?
No, it wasn't that. Azazel looked all around him, his analytical mind taking in every detail of every person around him. An idea began to form in his head, a terrifying idea that he prayed was wrong as he looked at the beast being struck on all sides by all manner of attacks yet hardly being disturbed by any.
"FUCK!" Azazel shouted so suddenly it actually threw off Baraqiel's aim as he sent a bolt of holy lightning down. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
"Azazel! What's wrong!?" Baraqiel called out to his comrade but was seemingly ignored by the Governor General.
In Azazel's head however he was going through numerous calculations as he poured more power into his light spear only for it to slip away. He was so focused that he almost missed the slight feeling of liquid that ran down his face from his nose. He raised his hand and wiped at the liquid only to see liquid red spread across his hand.
Blood.
He hadn't been hit, not once since the initial start of the conflict so there should be no reason for him to be bleeding any amount. Despite tat however the blood still continued to flow down his face.
Azazel's eyed widened as his mind filled all the necessary pieces. There was still plenty that he didn't know but he had enough information to make an executive decision. "Barriers! All Grigori members raise barriers around yourselves! We're pulling out of this damn battle!" Azazel applied his own barrier over his body and felt much better. The burning sensation that he had been feeling subsided to a dull sensation and he was no longer bleeding profusely.
"Azazel, you can't be serious!?" Kokabiel glided over to Azazel's right, staying on the opposite side of Baraqiel. His pale skin was a vibrant shade of red, as if he had been in the sun for far too long, and blood seemed to be coming from out of the various orifices in his head. "This battle is a turning point in the war! Pulling out now will only lead to us losing more ground!"
"Ground we can never make up if we are all dead!" Azazel snapped back with an uncharacteristic amount of ferocity that brought the two fallen next to him to heel. "Staying here is a death wish. Whatever that thing is," Azazel motioned to the massive beast that had just wiped out a contingent of soldiers with an oscillatory wave after it beat Ddraig into the ground with its tail for the second time. "it's releasing something into the area and it's breaking our magic down by the second. You've felt it right? Anything you throw at it just gets weaker by the second, to the point it doesn't even need to care?"
The two of them nodded reluctantly while Azazel pushed forward with his observations. "And it doesn't extend to our magic or holy powers. Whatever it's doing to the area is slowly killing us from the inside out. Like I said before, there's no reason to stay here. It's a death sentence."
With his word said the two fellow leaders of the Grigori exchanged looks before giving nods of acceptance. "What are your orders Governor General?" Baraqiel asked.
"Were pulling out of this battle, slowly. Have our groups leave in small numbers so that no one else suspects anything." Azazel ordered. Retreating in mass might save more of his members immediately but it would be far to noticeable. Better to let the other sides hold the beast off while they make their escape.
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Sirzechs coughed up blood for the second time that day before he reapplied his barriers to ward off the burning feeling around him. He was lucky that Ajuka had told him about the mysterious energy that seemed to spread from the massive creature that seemed to poison anything close it. He had already seen what it did to those that were foolish enough to try to hit it up close. A devil who he recognized as part of the Belial's branch houses tried to touch it with his Worthless ability only to have it break down before he got close and blood started to pour out of his eyes, mouth, and nose. The shock and pain stunned him long enough that he was crushed under the Vanishing Dragon's body after it was thrown.
He was beginning to tire as the battle dragged on as he poured more and more of his demonic energy into his Power of Destruction to harm the beast but nothing seemed to work. Even the Satan's were starting to wane as their attacks while still of the same strength lacked the intensity they had early.
At this point the only ones that were able to do anything were those that could match the Satan's or those in the upper Ultimate class like himself and Ajuka. The rest were merely a distraction at best to the three beasts that were tearing apart the landscape.
Throughout the battle it was becoming more and more apparent of who the clear dominator was as despite being outnumbered Godzilla was most definitely not outgunned. The king of monsters let loose another oscillatory wave towards one of the dragons, only to miss and send it into the mass of angels and devils that surrounded it, liquefying their bodies instantly.
Sirzechs knew that it didn't care about the soldiers that flew around it. None of them had yet proven to be an actual threat worthy of its attention, not even the Satan's or the Seraphs. The dragons on the other hand were proving to be a far more threatening as the battle continued as they were further fueled by the Outrage ability inherent to dragons.
The white dragon was constantly sapping at the creature's strength like a massive parasite. Its own attacks being fueled by the stolen energy enough to weaken and penetrate whatever barrier surrounded its body. It was a blessing actually as it allowed Sirzechs' attacks to reach the mighty beast, even if they didn't do much.
Seeming to sense the sudden weakness that its rival created the red dragon screamed fire into kaiju's back that only seemed to grow hotter and more intense by the moment, its power seemingly doubling over and over. As it made liberal use of its famed boost ability. The beast was actually pushed back as it took the attacks of two dragon emperors at once.
It tried to unleash another oscillatory wave against the two only to get peppered across the face from hundreds of smaller blasts from the soldiers around him. Sirzechs knew their attacks were far too weak to do any actual damage, the mysterious energy emissions from its body breaking down most of their magic before it reaches him, but it was still irritating to be struck in the eyes no matter who you are.
The red Dragon unleashed more of its powerful flames right into the monster's face. The blast causing it to reel back in apparent pain as more and more fire was poured out. It tried to push through the flames, most likely to match it with its own high-powered roar, but was struck again, this time by the white dragon emperor's breath attack.
The combined might of the two dragons, one enhanced by the boost ability, and another empowered by the stolen energy of the monster itself, seem to light a fir in all of the combatants as they began to launch whatever they could at the giant kaiju.
The Gremory heir watched with hope as the massive beast was pushed further and further back from all the attacks. Angels and devils and dragons all working together to defeat a common enemy, it actually gave him hope at victory, and maybe a possible peace down the line if they proved they could work together.
But then the very air began to hum and pulse as the creature began to do something. A faint blue glow began to travel up the creature's tail, growing in intensity the further it went until it reached its head, where it was shining like a beacon in the midst of all the smoke and flames.
Any hope of victory died a strangled death when the monster opened its mouth, a violent blue glow filled its maw and eyes. The pulsing quickened and despair grasped the red devil in a vice. He opened his mouth, trying to call to anyone that would listen that something terrible was going to happen but it was too late.
Godzilla opened its mouth and let loose a breath of pure destruction.
The blue beam pushed back the combined attacks of the two dragon emperors before it punched through their attacks entirely, colliding with the red dragon emperor who was too slow to move out of the way and destroying most of its right arm and its entire right wing!
A wave of fear spread through the collective ranks as they watched the massive dragon fall to the earth with a pained cry. Even if it survived taking the attack head on, the might Red Dragon of Domination, A creature considered in the ranks of the ten strongest in the world, had been effectively crippled in an instant.
"AHHHHH!"
"I don't want to die!"
"Get away! Get away!"
As if switch had been flipped the collective forces gathered all descended into panic. The loss of a creature as powerful as the Red Dragon Emperor so suddenly broke what little morale was keeping them together against the common threat.
And he'd be lying if he said he didn't share their fears.
The massive creature roared as the blue glow began to gather once again, this time aiming for the White Dragon Emperor.
The dragon in question soared as it activated its dividing ability to decrease the attack in any way but anything stolen was quickly replaced as the glow continued to intensify until it was released once more as a mighty breath.
The Heavenly Dragon, now aware of how dangerous such an attack was soared across the sky in an attempt to evade the breath and drawing countless individuals in its path.
Sirzechs could only watch in horror as they were instantly disintegrated if they even got to close to the blue colored flames.
"DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE! DIVIDE!" The white dragon rapidly spammed its ability before releasing its own breath that was empowered even further by the stolen energy, though at the cost of great pain as it was pushing what it could consume to its limits. The two breathes collided and it was as if a star had been born right then. The forest itself was erased from the sheer output while the clouds were dispersed from the buffeting winds. For a few brief moments that seemed to drag on into eternity the two mighty beings were evenly matched in their attacks, only for a sudden burst of flame from the downed Welsh Dragon to slam into the kaiju's side.
The surprise attack did nothing to turn the tide as the kaiju narrowed its breath into a beam that cut through the Vanishing dragon's fire and punched a hole through Albion's body. It didn't stop there as it turned and drew a line across the landscape with the blue beam and across the downed red dragon.
There was a sickening moment of silence before the entire area erupted in fire and force, knocking the young devil back and into something. His ears rang with a high pitch whine as he struggled to remember where he was.
"Sirzechs! Sirzechs!" The red devil was shaken out of his trance literally by his friend Ajuka. "Sirzechs we need to escape now!"
"What? Did the Satan's finally order a retreat?" He hoped, seeing a potential way out of this true hell of fire and death.
"They might as well have." Ajuka scoffed. "The Grigori retreated long ago so it's only Heaven and Hell's forces left here, but more and more soldiers are deserting by the second and just as many are dying. Lady Leviathan has received grave injuries and is out of commission while Lord Beelzebub has lost most of the left half of his body and will die if he doesn't receive phoenix tears soon. If there is ever a time to flee it would be now."
Sirzech's nodded without hesitation and the two began to form a teleportation circle beneath them to teleport them away from the battlefield, but it was a difficult task even for the two future super devils as the magic circle began to deteriorate the moment it was cast.
They pushed more and more of their power into the circle, forcing it to hold together, and during that time they could only watch as the massive beast began to tear through what was left of the gathered forces.
It once more eleased the blue flame of pure death across the sky, disintegrating everything in its path. The massive beast, no, the absolute monster before him let out a victorious roar that shook him to his very soul. The bodies of both Ddraig, the Red Dragon Emperor, and Albion, the White Dragon Emperor, lying broken and defeated at its feet.
The last thing that Sirzechs Gremory, the future leader and strongest devil, was of the massive beast standing over the downed Dragon of Domination, its foot raised, only to bring it down and crush the Dragon's chest in a vicious display of dominance.
An image that would be carved into his mind for the rest of eternity.
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"My entire life I was told that I had this amazing potential. That I was blessed with the traits of my mother's clan far more than any other in its lineage. That I was going to be a great destroyer that would surpass all others if I dedicated myself. I've even been referred to as a monster during the civil war, a monster among monsters. HA! No, I've seen what a true monster looks like and is sure doesn't look like me. Even now, after all my years of training and finally reaching the status of 'Super Devil' I still fall short by a wide margin. If you wish to see a true monster, don't. I can guarantee that you will not survive attempt."
-An excerpt by Sirzechs Lucifer, 1953
A one shot brought forth by some idea exchange with a few other authors on a Discord I frequent with other writers. Depending on how I feel this might continue as a series of snippets and exposition rather than an actual storyline.