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Oggoth seemed… terrified.

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He, a Demon God, a being that raised from a tiny and insignificant monster, that went through large and countless trials, becoming a God… was now quite terrified.

Someone that went through so many trials should not possibly be so terrified… right?

However, since he became a God, many years in the past, that he had lost a lot of senses and the feelings of danger that he did as a mortal. Due to becoming a God, his soul became immortal, he couldn't die by normal means, being hit by strong attacks, even those of gods would only weaken him tremendously and make him fall into an almost eternal slumber… but that was fine by him, after all, even after such a thing, he would still be alive, right?

That is what Oggoth thought until he met the Demon God-King, a terrifying Demon God with the power of Death Attribute Magic, and alongside it, the ability to break Souls, something is never seen before in the world of Kritias aside from Qadall, The God of Death and Souls, but because Qadall was not an aggressive god nor he possessed the strength to use his powers on its totality, he mostly remained in obscurity inside his Divine Realm, never seen as a threat in the middle of the Ragnarök due to his selfish and uninterested nature in what happened in Kritias.

Oggoth, after having lived as an Immortal for so long, was made into a subordinate, through fear alone, the Demon God King created an army of Demon Gods that obeyed his will and desired what he desired, to overthrown both factions of the Dark and Bright Gods, and become the ruler of Kritias.

However, when such a formidable being was cut into pieces, which generated Anir and Kelsus Fragments, Oggoth felt a bit relieved to be 'freed', grabbing two fragments of his own, he escaped and seek a refugee to settle down and wait for the Gods to end their war so he could appear once again and take over them while they recovered from their wounds…

But before he could, he was caught by some of the gods looking for surviving Demon Gods from the Demon God King faction, attacking Oggoth and then weakening, which ended in his ultimate defeat and seal into the small shrine in the middle of a dead and arid landscape, which through the years grew into a large and lustrous forest, the Devil Forest.

When Oggoth's consciousness awakened from within his seal, thousands of years had passed since the Ragnarök and he was now in a different world than before… Gods did not roam the world freely as before, the damage dealt by the Ragnarök made the landscape be covered in strange and intoxicating mana, miasma. Gods that simply dared to descend carelessly would be weakened and unless they were to spend large quantities of their Divine Power, they would not be able to stay in the world, on land, for too long.

Gods now existed in their own Divine Realms, living atop the sky and glancing at creation from above. Both factions, those of the Dark Gods and Bright Gods became enemies and took over different territories in Kritias where they settled down.

Oggoth found himself in a seemingly 'era of peace'… but how long would it last before things were to go down in yet another war… this time the last one between both factions, without the annoying intervention of the Demon God-King.

Whoever won would become the supreme governor of Kritias, a decisive battle that one day would surely happen… Oggoth knew this very well.

But he was glad for it.

Without the Demon God King, he did not have to fear death anymore and could plan endlessly, even if tremendously weakened and sealed… he planed and planed.

Oggoth gathered monsters to worship him, used his leftover powers to brainwash and control, to build an army to both worship him and use as tools…

He persevered and patiently went through as he planned, only to find himself trapped and humiliated not long after various of such goals were completed.

Ervas and Veronica came out of nowhere… at first, he thought that they were a little obstacle, two anomalies that would only cause some little troubles… but it ended not as he thought.

And now, he was cornered and terrified after discovering that the toddler and the living armor had strange power, well, not so strange, he was quite knowledgeable of it…

"T-That kid… That human kid… HOW?! How can a pathetic child such as him have a Soul Break?! I am sure that… not even amongst Death Attribute Mages that were mortals… none of them had ever awakened… such power before!" said Oggoth, his mind was going insane as he thought in what to do… but he couldn't move away nor run, he was trapped inside this shrine that became a dungeon, he was sealed after all… and his seal, was still holding on him quite strongly.

"My Divine Power (Mana) reserves are low… I cannot… Can I survive? The pain I just felt… the fear! It was just like that time… That terrifying time… Although not clearly… in that boy's crimson eyes! T-The Demon God-King was there! But how?! He was supposed to have been split into pieces! How can he had come back for me?! Did he know?! As he resented me since I took his body parts?! Should I ask for mercy?! No! I cannot simply ask for mercy…! I have to fight… I have to kill it before it kills me!"

Oggoth was desperate, and since he had been weakened and sealed for so long, his mind was going senile and crazy, he lacked proper judgment, and could only think to a certain extent thing through, without much perspicacity on his side.

Oggoth then glanced at his sealed body… He resembled a lot Krakenusa, but because he was put into a seal, his physical flesh turned into ethereal alongside his soul… And within his soul, tightly packed around seals made by himself, there were two strange fragments.

One seemed like a twitching pile of minced red flesh, while the other was a pile of dark scales.

"Anir's Bone Marrow and Kelsus Dark Scales… If I let these two fragments take over my body… I might be able to acquire the power to break the seal and try to run away or simply kill that kid and the living armor! But I would… be controlled by them… By the primal will of Kelsus and Anir! But surviving… I want to live… I must live!"

As Oggoth felt the presence of Ervas and Veronica approach the area where he was sealed while they descended through the floors of the dungeon, Oggoth desperately gave in to his undying desire of living.

Breaking apart the seals of both Fragments completely, he infused his Divine Power into them, the last bit he had…

As if they had come back to life, both fragments took over Oggoth, as his mind felt like it was being parasitized.

"Uunghh…! I want to live… I will… kill them first! I will kill them first!!! Nnnnguuooohhh!"

Oggoth's whole being was taken over by the vicious fragments, and his mind quickly clouded.

He was assimilated… and his seal began to quickly crack…

"Main body!"

"Find the main body! Find the body parts!"

"Make us whole!"

"No, make US whole!"

"No! US!"

Anir and Kelsus fragments worked together to parasitize Oggoth, but then began to fight over the control of the Demon God's body…

Crack, crack!

And as they did, the seal finally began to give in.

Crash!

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