《Master of Cards. *Reborn*》Chapter 39 : A question.
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Kael was lighting a cigarette as he sat down in the ruins of the city. Taking a deep whiff as he kept his thoughts to himself. It has been a long time since he acted as the Avatar of Destruction. This time with the blessing of Lucius.
There was a significant difference between the two. When an Avatar receives blessing from their God, they are basically becoming the God's actions on the realm they live in. They are their God's mirror. Kael was dangerous from the get go when he reincarnated but with Lucius's blessings, Kael could simply cough and Melvoris would be destroyed beyond recognition.
That was the plan but Kael was not going to do it with a cough. All that he did was for one thing though. Just to piss of the Deities of Melvoris.
"Ah... So the Avatar of Destruction makes his way here." Kael took a look around, he was surrounded by Angel Paladins that were clad in their holy armors and scriptures engraved on their blades. Kael took out a card, King of Hearts.
"So you would commit all this destruction for just one mere God!?" One of the angels asked.
"Your Gods messed up Melvoris. I'm just accelerating its destruction." Kael said as he held the four Kings in his hand.
"Four of a Kind. Four Kinds of Destruction." Kael answered as the cards shattered before his eyes. The ground was in tremors as portions of the land exploded with lava spewing out of it. Lightning storms from above, the Angel Paladins readied their blades to attack Kael but they watched as the lava burned one of them to ash.
"How?! We are angels! How can mere lava burn us?!"
"Four of a Kind... It generally amplifies the intensity of everything by a multiplier of 4. And besides, everything I touch or comes into contact with me. Just turns to dust." Kael spoke defiantly, not even a smirk or even a smile. An expression that was as grim as the deeds he has done.
Taking another whiff of his cigarette, and it made Kael realize how pathetic and petty the Gods of Malvoris were. Taking a child to force her to become their God of Destruction so she can take the blame for when the planet goes into its own disaster.Then they can have the Supreme Gods agree to a counsel and deliver an execution to the Goddess of Destruction as a result.
Kael was looking for the heart of Malvoris. The heart is akin to that of a core and something every planet has. Kill the core and the destruction itself will be coming forth. Walking ahead as a Deity appeared.
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"Surr-" Kael did not give a damn about what this deity had to say nor could he care about the name. Grabbing the deity by the face and when it met Kael's eyes. It came to the sudden realization. This was no human, this was rage personified. The deity's voice was muffled as Kael turned the deity into nothing but a mushy pile of meat.
Kael continued moving ahead, lighting a cigarette. Behind him, his footsteps were infecting the ground and the environment. Leaving everything to ruins. The trees were wilting away, the lakes dried up. The sky was all black. Whatever that was behind Kael had succumbed to the destruction that was by his feet. There were many angels and demons that came to fight Kael. Just by walking past them, they dropped to the ground like flies. Suffering a million ways that Kael could kill them. Angels and demons, proud servants of their deities were broken by the Avatar of Destruction. Taking a deep whiff off the cigarette, a tap to ash it. The angels and demons behind him were blown away like the ashes of his cigarette.
The gods of Melvoris tried to use telepathy to talk to Kael. To reach him, to reason with him. Offering him many things. Women, fame, treasures, love, romance and everything that he could wish for. Yet, it fell on deaf ears. On Kael's mind, his only thoughts were focusing on one.
"Getting Velaya back." That was the mantra, that was what Kael was thinking. He did not need the Godslayer blades or anything else. They'd be wasted. They would not be enough to contain the anger that was within him. All of this? All of this was not just a waste of time. It was a waste of space and they were going to hurt Velaya.
Ice Reaper was gone, and that was another reason for Kael to settle the score. These Gods were wasting his time. Kael kept walking until he found the entrance to the underworld. The demons roam here and they live here. Now would be a time for him to just tear the underworld a new one.
Seeing the armies of demons and their monsters standing by the gigantic skeletal gates.Demons that rivaled skycrapers, demons that rivaled tanks. Every single demon one could think off, accompanied by the many horrors.
"Leave human! You are not welcome here!" Kael flicked the cigarette to the gates.
"I don't need an invitation." Such a simple sentence was it not? Yet, that simple sentence had shattered the gigantic skeletal gates behind them. The demons fell to the ground, falling flat on their bodies. Unable to say a word, it felt like anything they said was not just a death sentence but one of neverending torment. Kael was thinking of his many past lives. He was able to married and be in love yet in his current one. He wonders who that person is, stepping into the gates of the underworld. The horrors? They could not do anything, they were more horrified of this human that was walking past them than anything else.
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The underworld where the demons were inside, they all looked at Kael with fear but Kael was not thinking about destroying it. It was far more spacious than the one of earth, and it was more comfortable too. The buildings of the demons were a bit more on the spikey side, more human skulls around, more blood and blades. Generally any human that walks in here unprepared might have their heads explode because they cannot comprehend the madness. Some of the buildings are literal spires that float upside down.
Yet, it did not bother Kael in the slightest. It was actually refreshing and pretty organized. Earth's demon realm which was essentially hell was a bit more different. It was messy, it was like a bunch of kids were given the instructions for building planning. Clearly this underworld has a lot of planning taken into it.
Kael could see the buildings that were also floating on the right and left. This was pretty much meant to blow out a human brain's logic element. It's the underworld, logic and magic doesn't need much explaining here. The demons were cowering in their homes, the Chaos Gods stepped before Kael.
"Human... Why have you come to the Underworld?! Do you wish to..." They paused, realizing they were speaking to an Avatar.
"Ah.. Avatar... Are you going to destroy the underworld?" One of the Chaos Gods asked.
"What makes you think that?"
"You destroyed an entire city on a whim, so we'd be expecting you to destroy us as well."
"Earth's Heaven and Hell has been destroyed. And judging by the Underworld. It seems like you've got at least 30 dimensions worth of places here. So I was thinking about asking if you are fine with taking some demons and Chaos Gods from earth to be part of your underworld?" That had caught their attention.
"So you're not here to destroy us?"
"No. As far I understand the Angels, Law Gods and the Neutral Gods were dealing with it. The Chaos Gods of Melvoris are too busy sorting out your election for who gets to be wearing the crown of King of the Underworld." Kael answered where the Chaos Gods nodded.
"Yeah, that and we were having our citizens vote for us... So you're not going to kill us?"
"Nope. You're not allied with the idiots upstairs. Because I'm going to go to Heaven and kill the gods, then have Melvoris and Earth merge. If I destroy the planet, we can replace it with earth. But Earth's heaven and hell is gone so that's a problem for a lot of demons and angels." Kael said as he lit a cigar.
"Fair point.. We do have 20 dimensions not full... But aren't Earth's Chaos Gods a bit rowdy?" One of them asked.
"They are but they generally focus on doing everything else and not be bothered by a lot of things. They just like fighting and going to war with each other for fun. It might be fun if you just want to rough house each other around. But they aren't dumb. They do read a lot.There are philosophers among them who prefer debating and arguing." Kael explained.
"There is one, Xuvli. He's a CHaos God of Destruction but is a scholar. He doesn't believe in blowing everything to Kingdom Come. He prefers structured destruction. Even his avatar's just a librarian who will only fight if there's an attack on cultures or a form of erasing history." The words had gotten the Chaos Gods to murmur to each other. They were debating if this was a good idea.
"If you defeat the Gods and clear the Melvoris's Olympus. Then we will agree." One of the Chaos Gods said.
"Don't worry about it, I'll be back in an hour or two." Kael said as he walked away from the underworld, stretching his limbs. Still seeing the demons and horrors being afraid.
"Relax. If I wanted to destroy the Underworld. I wouldn't have to be in it." Kael said with a grin to them. They immediately ran into the underworld's gate and shut it tight. Sealing it with thousands of magic barriers. Though Kael was laughing because if he wanted to, he could just cough and those seals would be gone.
Now, to deal with the idiots upstairs. The Olympus idiots and their servants.
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