My arrival on Sado Island from the empire was met with a stunning surprise when I spotted Lyra chatting amiably with Delilah. The sight of them together, sharing laughter and stories, caught me off guard. The moment my presence was noticed, I was taken aback by Lyra’s unexpected visit.
Before I could approach her, Delilah briefed me on the little misunderstanding the guards had with Lyra. If not for Delilah’s timely intervention, the situation could have escalated dangerously. Hearing this surprised me; if Lyra had unleashed her full arch-demon form wielding her father’s trident, I doubted any of the Islanders or warriors could have stopped her. Even with the advantage of magic tech, it wouldn’t have been enough to counter Lyra’s final form. To complicate matters, Beleviamoth and Beliamoth were absent, representing me in various meetings across other regions.
Delilah had taken it upon herself to inform everyone about Lyra’s presence and her connection to me. When she first introduced herself, Lyra had been momentarily taken aback, confusion and awe flickering across her features as she processed the information.
Once we were settled, Lyra and I engaged in a friendly chat that flowed effortlessly, touching on various topics. We reminisced about the past, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me at the sight of her again, especially since she hadn’t come with Yoshi and Xiao Xiao during their last visit. It was clear that Lyra had made the effort to visit me on her own terms, and I welcomed her presence on Sado Island with open arms.
Yet, beneath the surface of our lighthearted conversation, I sensed a deeper turmoil within her. Lyra’s true purpose for coming here wasn’t merely nostalgia; something was troubling her emotionally, and she needed to discuss it with me.
Before she could voice her concerns, I already knew what was weighing on her heart. It had been over fifteen years since the arch-demon’s vision began to unfold, and despite everything that had transpired, the shadows of those foreseen events loomed large.
Lyra stared at me, her eyes filled with concern and worry. I could see the fear of heartbreak etched on her face, compounded by the knowledge of my growing bond with Delilah. She understood the depth of our connection, and I could sense her apprehension about what it might mean for us.
Unbeknownst to us, Delilah stood just outside the door, listening intently to our conversation. The air was thick with unspoken words and emotions, and I knew that whatever Lyra was about to reveal would change the dynamics of our relationships forever.
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Lyra settled into life with us on Sado Island, and as the days passed, our romantic bond deepened, intertwining our lives in ways I had never anticipated. The atmosphere on the island was easygoing, a stark contrast to the tumultuous events that had unfolded in the past. Delilah, always perceptive, had been aware of the relationship between Lyra and me long before she chose to relinquish her powers to embrace a mortal life. While Delilah still held affection for me, she recognized that my feelings for Lyra were profound and reciprocated.
Though I still loved Delilah, our relationship had transformed. The romantic spark that once ignited our connection had faded, replaced by an unbreakable bond of friendship that felt just as meaningful. Delilah found love elsewhere, and she was content, her happiness radiating in our interactions.
Meanwhile, the empire had begun to embrace the use of magic tech across all regions. It was a significant shift, especially considering the strict governance of the past. Many had viewed the rulers as authoritarian, but the reality was that much of the authority stemmed from the empire's Supreme Council and the Holy Church, rather than the Emperor himself.
Lyra had been brought up to speed on everything that had transpired over the years. To her surprise, despite her unwavering faith in me, she could hardly believe the extent of my power and the elevation of my ranking status.
One day, after an intense training session, I decided to showcase my abilities to Lyra. I demonstrated my newfound skill of switching between my ranking statuses at will—something I had once thought impossible. Thanks to the XPT within me, it was now a reality. Lyra watched in awe, her eyes sparkling with admiration as I displayed the full breadth of my power.
However, just as we were reveling in this moment, a new crisis emerged across every region of Katsuragi. Portals materialized simultaneously, heralding an impending battle. While many regions were engaged in combat, the empire found itself struggling against the onslaught. My presence was urgently summoned.
Beleviamoth and Beliamoth remained behind on Sado Island, tasked with guarding Delilah and ensuring her safety. Before I departed for the empire, Lyra insisted on accompanying me. Together, we first ventured to the Federation to assess the situation and see how they were faring against the attack.
In preparation for the impending conflict, I had already dispatched Agrat-Bat-Mahlat, the Queen of Forbidden Knowledge, and Eisheth Zenunim, the Queen of Desire, to the empire ahead of me. Their formidable powers would provide crucial support in the battles to come, and I hoped their presence would bolster the empire’s defenses until I could arrive.
Upon arriving at the Federation, I was met with a surprising sight: Maria and the Federation had handled the threat with remarkable efficiency. However, as she had once confided in me, the underlying tensions and power struggles had fractured the unity of the council and the citizens. Many had succumbed to darker paths, seeking to divide the Federation, and the summoning of portals was part of their sinister scheme.
The traitors who had been defeated vowed to change their ways, but not all were willing to repent. Just as the air began to clear, another portal emerged, and from it stepped forth a formidable figure—the Demon Emperor.
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Lyra wasted no time, transforming into her archdemon form, trident in hand, ready for battle. However, I signaled her to remain calm and let me handle the situation. The moment the Demon Emperor and his minions emerged from the portal, their fierce presence was palpable.
The Demon Emperor, with an aura level that was tetraversal, wielded power and authority across higher four-dimensional constructs in the entire tetraverse. He stood before us, a daunting figure ready for conflict. I smirked as our gazes locked, and I questioned his intent in the mortal realm. “Why would a being as powerful as you choose to wage war over the lesser plane of humanity?”
He remained silent, unable to respond. I cracked my neck and knuckles, adopting a steady stance, and then, with a deadly smirk, I launched myself at blinding speed toward the Demon Emperor, dragging him back into the portal with me.
The sheer velocity of my movement created shockwaves that obliterated his minions gruesomely, their forms disintegrating in the wake of my power. As we ventured deeper into the portal, we battled fiercely, exchanging blows that reverberated through the fabric of reality.
On the other side, Lyra, Maria, and the Federation swiftly dispatched the remaining minions of the Demon Emperor, their teamwork seamless and effective. Meanwhile, I was locked in an intense struggle with the Demon Emperor himself. The battle was invigorating, a clash of titanic forces, but ultimately, I emerged victorious.
With the Demon Emperor defeated, I summoned him as an addition to my growing legion of minions. In his true form, he had appeared as a masculine figure with the head of a rooster, large snakes for legs, wielding a shield in one hand and a whip in the other. However, he had no name, and as I bestowed upon him the name Tetragrammaton Ashdod Dagon, his appearance transformed. He became a half-man, half-fish entity, brandishing a trident crackling with raw power, yet still retaining his status as a Demon Emperor under my command.
In the aftermath of our battle, I felt a surge of power within me, realizing that I had ascended to the rank of Demon Emperor due to my victory over him. The dynamics of our forces had shifted once again, and with Tetragrammaton Ashdod Dagon now at my side, I knew we were poised to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The Federation was safe for now, but the shadows of conflict still loomed on the horizon, and I was ready to confront them head-on.
As I emerged from the portal with Tetragrammaton Ashdod Dagon at my side, Lyra and Maria stood in stunned silence, unable to believe their eyes. I had transformed the once-feared Demon Emperor into my minion. The remnants of his fallen minions lay scattered, and I resurrected them as my shadow warriors, further expanding my growing legion.
After the initial shock wore off, Maria and I took a moment to stroll around the Federation, engaging in a light and brief discussion. She expressed her gratitude for my timely intervention, acknowledging that while not all suspects or traitors had been apprehended, the ones in custody would eventually expose the rest. Our conversation concluded with a warm embrace, a moment of camaraderie as we stood before Kokoro's monument, reminiscing about the good times we had shared.
Once my business in the Federation was concluded, Lyra and I utilized instant teleportation to materialize in the empire. To my surprise, the threat there had already been neutralized by Agrat-Bat-Mahlat and Eisheth Zenunim, who had fused their powers to take down a God Emperor who had been incapacitated.
The warriors of the empire, including the royal family, were in disbelief as they witnessed the formidable duo—my minions—who had single-handedly defeated the God Emperor, an entity with a hyperversal aura that commanded the Seraphim, Cherubim, and Thrones (Ophanim). They had triumphed over him and his angels, waiting for my arrival to take his rank and convert him and his celestial followers into my minions.
As I stood before the gathered crowd, I performed the transformation, astonishing everyone further. In that moment, I ascended to the rank of God Emperor, claiming Astaroth—also known as Astarte or Ashtaroth, the God of War—as one of my minions. I allowed him to retain his name and ranking status, recognizing the power he brought to my collection.
An idea struck me, one that stunned the onlookers even more. With such powerful supernaturals and deities now under my command, why not grant fusion access to both the Demon Emperor and the God Emperor, just as the former Demon King and God King had been able to do?
I decided to grant them this ability, allowing Astaroth and Dagon the freedom to fuse whenever they chose. This fusion would elevate their combined power to that of a Demon God Emperor, with an aura level that reached the Eternaversal.
As they fused, the transformation was awe-inspiring. Astaroth and Dagon became a singular entity, a being of immense power that radiated an aura of true Demon God Supreme. The energy they exuded was palpable, and I could feel the strength of their combined essence coursing through me.
Once the fusion was complete, I absorbed this new entity into my body, just as I had done with my other minions. The sensation was exhilarating, a rush of power that solidified my status as a force to be reckoned with in the realms. With Astaroth and Dagon now part of me, I felt invincible, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The balance of power had shifted dramatically, and I was determined to wield it wisely as I continued to forge my path through the ever-evolving landscape of the supernatural world.
As I entered the palace of Emperor Koichi and Empress Ami, I was met with warm welcomes and expressions of gratitude for my efforts in the recent conflicts. We gathered in a grand chamber, discussing the details of my upcoming journey to the next region. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of camaraderie and purpose, but it was soon interrupted by an unexpected arrival.
In a flash of divine light, Naoya Hiroto appeared before us, heavily battered and struggling to heal. His presence was alarming; I had always known him to be an extremely powerful warrior, and seeing him in such a vulnerable state raised immediate concerns. Lyra, quick to act, cast a healing spell on him, her magic enveloping him in a warm glow that boosted his aura level and accelerated his recovery.
Once he was able to speak, Naoya informed us of the dire situation he had faced. He revealed that Kohei Kiko, his second-in-command, had betrayed him, teaming up with the enemy to bring him down. The gravity of his words hung in the air, and I could sense the weight of his experience in the battle that had left him so battered.
Naoya recounted how he had barely survived the encounter, retreating from the brink of death. The enemy, he explained, was enraged by the recent changes in the supernatural hierarchy, viewing the reduction of their ranks as a disgrace. Kohei had allied himself with a Demon Supreme, a being whose aura level was on par with Naoya's own. With the combined power of the Demon Supreme and Kohei, whose aura level was hyperversal, Naoya had found himself outmatched and nearly defeated.
The implications of Naoya's revelation were staggering. A betrayal from within his ranks, combined with the formidable power of the Demon Supreme, posed a significant threat not only to Naoya but to the entire realm. I exchanged glances with Lyra, Koichi, and Ami, each of us understanding the urgency of the situation.
