Chapter 6 A man is sitting on a throne which symbolize the highest peak anyone can have. He was a level eleven Magus which specialize in fire. There is nothing that can pose a threat to his rise as he is the mightiest mage in the empire. He was destined to be the emperor even before he was born and now he is sitting on something which he has not earned. The sacred mountain which is suppose to be the haven of peace and serenity was struck down by a mighty magic. The event killed all the current emperors of the Human alliance. All them were lost and nothing can be spared as their everything was blown into smithereens. Now he is emperor but there is no celebration. Now he is emperor but there is no happiness in his heart. Now he is emperor but there is no peace. Now he is emperor of fire in a sense and reality but his empire is on fire. His name is Klien Noctis, the current emperor of the mightiest empire. His empire is the first shield against the invading creatures. Now his empire can barely stand after the first wave of the creatures. Fortress which stood eons now on their knees, castles adorned with luxury is now burning on fire. His citizens which was the epitome of life and freedom suddenly in panic for their life. “We need to leave your majesty.” A man on his late years bowed down to Klied. “Am I forced to evacuate again by mere beasts?” The man in question did not answer and remained silent. He too felt it was too vexing to see your castles and fortress fall one after another. Now they felt how fragile they are. “How long do we have until this fortress is overrun?” “A few hours at best my lord.” Klien was silent for a moment. He rushed to the front lines when he heard that the war is starting already. The difference this time is they are not attacking but defending for their lives. He was a hot-blooded youth that enjoyed fighting the most but now he hates it to the bone. He trained himself to be the strongest but now he is left to watch as the lives of his citizen disappear like clouds. “Why are we still here?” Klied asked while he was looking at the sky which is so dark due to the constant fire on the ground. “To suffer? Why am I so strong but I am still forced to bow down to evil?” His tears are falling one by one as the bitterness kept on nibbling at his heart. He thought that life is the happiest thing in the world. He will become strong and rally his troupe to the demon lord’s castle. Then one day becomes the hero that will go down the history. Praised and adored by everybody just like the last Hero Mirah. He trained himself like a madman just to become something significant and make a change. Then why is everything in ashes? He can’t even save a single fortress even how much fireball and explosions he makes. The monsters just kept on coming like an endless rain. “Did we really beat a demon lord if this is how formidable his army?” He is now questioning history. He saw how the huge creatures tore apart the walls of the fortress. Humongous beast which lords over the sky while hurling huge fireballs that seems to ignite everything for eternity. “My lord!” The aide once again raised his voice to get the emperor snap out of it. “We need to leave now!” “Jared…” the voice of Klien was so hoarse like millions of sands are in his throat. “Am I an emperor worthy of the lives they are throwing now?” Klien is watching as young men just the same age as him got squeezed to death by a ravenous hydra. He watch as men not so older than him get eaten by beasts or be torn to pieces. He watch the walls crumble and crush everyone near it, be it beast or humans alike. “What is power in the face of this?” He felt really weak. Individually, he was rated as one of the strongest in the world and there is only so much that can be compared to him. “Why am I so tiny?” The emperor is drowning in melancholy. He watched lives lose their brilliance, devoured up by the fire which he was so proud to command. He is now resenting the presence of fire. “You are the only one that can bring back hope your majesty!” Jared, the aide who served him for so long shouted trying to bring courage to the new emperor. “You have to be strong now and shoulder the hope for our tomorrow.” “Evil does not prevail.” Klied repeated the statement time and time again. “Right… Evil does not prevail… I will vanquish it myself.” Klien turn himself away from the scene of hell in his front. He got off the throne and walk towards the carriage prepared for his escape. He gathered all his mana in his disposal and started to chant a magic. The air seems to vibrate and every monsters shook for a moment. Then all of them roared in anger while madly rushing towards the fortress. “Hold the door!” “Give your life for the emperor!” “Ignite the last spark of your life and burn!" "Let’s show these monsters what humans are made of!” The soldiers bravely clashed with the monsters as they offer their body to delay the monsters from reaching the new emperor. Their bodies torn apart but their eyes were shining madly. They did all they can to delay even when they are being broken down to scraps of meat as they clung towards the monsters. Some even ignited their own magic cores and exploded together with the horde of monsters. Some gathered up their own mana and offered their own life force to take down the huge flying monsters. The scene was like a fiery pandemonium. After a few moments, Klein finally finish his chant and raise his arms in the sky like he was holding the sun. A huge chunk of light is floating a few meters above him and he can even feel his skin burning bit by bit. Klein hurl the small sun he has towards the hordes of monsters. It swallowed up everything in its path either ally or foe. Huge pillars of flame started to appear here and there which consume both monsters and human. Surprisingly, there is no voice of resentment from humanity that got caught up instead they offered their own mana and fueled the spell more. The flames grew stronger and stronger until it swallowed everything Klein can see with his eyes. He was feeling really bitter in his chest as he saw the last moments of his soldiers offering their lives. The bitter smiles they had as they offered their bodies to the flames. The mad expressions on their faces as they laugh and rush towards the enemy until the end kept on repeating in his mind. Humanity is suppose to enjoy peace forever. Why has it come to this? Where did we go wrong? “Let’s go” Klein turned his back from the battlefield then he boarded the imperial carriage. The carriage was luxurious but sturdy which is being pulled by fierce beasts. “Back to the royal capital.” The carriage rush out towards the capital leaving only the burning battlefield behind. Soon the carriage disappeared from the battlefield but new visitors arrived. Creatures with massive wings larger than they ever faced so far arrived in massive numbers. A dragon which is the size of an ancient one is in the center. It roared before breathing fire which cleaned the battlefield of any rubble. The once standing mighty and tall fortress was reduced to dust. The creature roared once again and the smaller flying creatures around it started to scatter away from every direction. Then they started to destroy anything on sight. The ancient dragon fixed its gaze into the direction of the carriage took. It opened its huge mouth to suck air from the surroundings. The space started to tremble as reality seem to deform as huge amount of energy gathered in its mouth. When there is a ball of energy the size of a few meters in diameter, the dragon stopped inhaling mana in the air. It opened its mouth bigger and swallowed the energy in one gulp. The dragon faltered for a bit as its body swelled like a balloon and its wings can't hold its weight in check. The body of the dragon started to have some crack and miasma started to leak from its body. The energy it took is now running rampant and when the dragon seem to be in its limit, it breathed out the energy in a single line. The breath traveled in blinding speed as it tore apart anything in its way. The ground itself gouged so deep which a naked eye will not see the depth of it. The breath lasted for only a few seconds but the area it reached left with unforgettable horror. The dragon itself collapsed on the ground as it lost strength and the burning cores in its eyes started to dim. Soon the cores are flickering and soon vanish. The dragon itself died but it left one unforgettable scar upon Mirth as it offered everything it has for the demon lord. Chaos started to spread the lands as same events happened everywhere in the north. Dragons with enormous size started to appear and cast nearly forbidden magic. They tore apart the lands. Every empire is now facing extinction. The goddess has not foreseen the demon lord summoning the highest class monsters. She thought that Drake would despise the appearance of those creatures. She has not thought that hate for humanity made Drake turn a blind eye to the disgusting appearance of the creatures and summon them in numbers. The past demon lords only summoned one of those creatures on their entire reign. Humanity needs to take all their heroes and heroines to take down the creature. They barely won accompanied with countless sacrifices. Now those monsters are crawling everywhere and there is nothing that can stand up to the might of those high class summons from the demon lord. In the first place, a demon lord is not suppose to summon those. The demon lords which summoned them in the past were mercilessly chopped to pieces for attempting rebellion. Those are demon lords became spiteful of their fate. They tried to rebel by summoning the forbidden but they were ganged upon by countless sentinels placed by humanity to guard the demon lord. Drake was able to summon them only because of the intervention of the goddess. All demon lords will be sent back to level one magic when they took on the role of demon lord. They will be stripped with their holy powers and they will take on the malevolent nature of power of demon lords. Those demon lords were not fortunate enough to meet the goddess. They were not granted to be an overlord tier upon ascension but Drake was. The reason why demon lords needs a hundred years before it rise into war is because it will take that long for their powers to grow. Not all them managed to reach the overlord level. So far the only demon lord that managed to reach the overlord level was Drake and the one before him. The rest were only around the peak of 16th tier Supreme Magus. That level did not allowed to summon high class summons like Drake. The only reason they can summon high-class summons is if they were to sacrifice half of their powers and offer it to the dragons of calamity. Now the world of Mirth is on the verge of collapse while our very own demon lord was being smacked senseless. The thick branches of trees kept on hitting him as learns common sense and general knowledge. He has no idea what kind of hell did he released in the face of Mirth. Chaos spreads like a hungry flame that devours anything combustible. It soon it managed to touch the tails of the sleeping creatures. Some of the ancients, creatures forgotten by time and memories are now starting to regain consciousness . With the massive deaths and war around Mirth some of then finally opened their eyes. As the creatures of the demon lords scatter around, they stumbled upon nameless ruins and underground caverns. Those ruins which keep the creatures sealed or sleep is now shaken like ant's nest. Creatures that are so powerful sealed by the goddess to not upset the balance. Now they are starting to shake off the chains of the goddess. The sleeping abyss is finally awake. Klein watch the city he grew up with as it is now torn to pieces. The walls are broken. The scraps of metals and bodies alike mix along the roads. The endless screams of agony and pain now fill the once happy and carefree capital of his empire. Klein froze as he remembered how a magic tore apart his land literally. “What happened?!” He shouted as he watched the burning capital within his own eyes. “What happened?” He shouted but no one is there to reply to him. He only managed to survive as the aide offered his own life force to block the magic. It only lasted for a split second and send Klein flying out of the carriage. He nearly went mad as he pulls his hairs out with force due to terror. His mind tells him to get up but the pain he was feeling was too much to bear. His legs are weak and all he can do is kneel in the face of his burning capital. “DEMON LORD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He shouted until he lost his own voice as it tore his throat. Klein's eyes are now bloodshot. The mana around him ignites from time to time and explodes little by little due to his emotion running wild. Why! Why would you! Klein can only scream in his mind as he lay on the ground weakly. Tears keep on streaming down his face as he feel the powerlessness of his being. He was supposed to be an eleventh tier Magus but all he can do is watch the life of his empire burn into cinders. Do you want power? Neither a voice of a man’s nor a woman’s echoed in his head. It sounded sweet and enchanting. I can grant it to you. I can help you take revenge. Just open up the seal. Open it up. I swear you will not regret it. More voices started to echo in his head. He was shocked for a bit before an expression of madness took over him. His eyes seem to turn very red like fire. Klein stood up and started to walk into a random direction. Come! Closer! That is right! To me! Embrace the madness within you! No! Come here! I can give you more! More than he can give! To me! Come to me! Shut it you lesser beings! Take me out of this place and I will grant you power to burn everything in the ground. Klein is listening to the voices but he is not replying to them at all and he is heading into a direction. “Don’t worry," A wicked smile pained across his face. "I will be sure to collect all the power you all can offer me.” Klein does not know how much time he spent walking and traveling and the next thing he knows is he is bathing in blood. Thick and fresh blood surrounding him. Creatures as huge as mountains are kneeling on their knees as they bleed out. The voices in his head disappeared and unimaginable power is starting to course through his veins. Power which not even him dreams on touching is now flowing in his body endlessly. Ha ha ha “Just you wait Demon Lord. "I will burn you down till the last spec of you is erased from this world.” Unknown to Klein, he opened countless portals from different world prison and allowed them to enter Mirth. He was only able to kill so few of them and feast on their power like what he is doing as of now. The rest of them are now free and roaming in his world without him knowing anything about it. This time the world of Mirth was entering the climax of its existence. Eastern alliance, Whiliemn’s forest I am finaly done for the day and boy my head hurts. The treant was merciless and he kept on brandishing his thick arms made of wood straight to my head. I answer like me and that seems to be the reason for such unwarranted violence. “What is a metaphor in the first place? "He is expecting too much from a beginner! The heck is lice and heads means?” I am still feeling a bit bitter as I remember the puzzling things he is trying to inject in my mind. “The heck is every life is beautiful?” I was rubbing my swollen head. “Some life is plain ugly and harmful. "Isn’t it more beneficial if you cut them down earlier?” What a weird tree. I thought as I took the crystal ball out of my bag. I really am attached to this thing since I can see various scenery from it. I can see the vast world from here and I can see many interesting creatures here and there. I am exploring as usual when I notice something changed. I navigate the crystal again and I somehow arrived at the race list. I can see a little blinking red on one of the race and that is my race. I click on it and was in shock for a bit. The race was painted with deep red. Demon race: 4582642 “The heck is this? I thought I am alone in the world?”