The empire of humanity, once known as the strongest human settlement, the place filled with all the greatest advancements of humanity, their greatest creations, tools, and inventions.
Yet this place had fallen desolate, devoid of any human, all due to the reckless actions of a brainwashed king, who allowed the words of Seventh to slither into his mind and consume his ability to think.
After many years of thriving and dominating, the empire fell with no human to retell its story, their lives all sucked dry in order for the coming of the end of their world.
Their spirits would surely twist and turn in their graves because of this.
The empire had now become the base for the demons, their numbers were on the rapid rise, and millions of demons had already taken over the entire empire.
Each one was stacked with military strength. There was not a single one that came with the mindset of peace and settling down. No, they all came with the mindset to destroy all.
For millennia, they had been trapped, waiting for the day that the seals would break. They didn’t just sit and wait for that time—they advanced, they grew, they got stronger.
Inside the castle in the capital of the empire, the headquarters of the demons had already been mounted, with demons flying around in a very tight patrol.
More and more demons came out of the massive hike at the center of the castle and marched into the capital, battle-ready.
At the seat of the emperor, the throne that made all decisions in the past, sat a demon. Her elegance and beauty filled the room.
A beautiful woman with crimson red hair and two horns coming out of her forehead and curving backward.
She wore blood-red armor, with the engraved skull of a demon on its chest. Her crimson eyes blazed as she sat there, her fist underneath her face and one placed on the arm of the throne.
This stunning beauty was none other than the commander, Zareth. Though she was beautiful, her beauty was dangerous—a raging war in the body of a beautiful woman. Her sight made the male demons cower in fear.
Beside her throne stood two mighty demons, each one covered from head to toe with heavy black armor, and the engraving of a demon skull on their chest.
Their helmets covered their heads completely, but their bloodlusting eyes could be seen through the small opening created for their eyes.
As she sat there, suddenly, two demons marched in, covered in a smaller armor set than the two guards beside the commander.
They walked up to the throne, closed their wings, and saluted. “We greet Commander Zareth,” they both said at the same time.
“What is it that brings you here already? Is there any news on the World Tree? How did the probing army we sent do?” she asked.
“Commander, it is about the probing army. We have received word that as they were in the charge, this showed up,” the demon to the right spoke. He pulled out a black cube device, placed it on the ground, and pushed a button on it.
Immediately, the cube lit up, and a projection was cast of the war scene, with the crawler in it. The commander rose from her feet the moment she saw that creature.
She might not have met it face to face, but she could tell from where she stood that it was a devastatingly strong monster, possibly a world-class monster.
“Who in this time could summon such a creature? The probing army is certainly done for. There is no hope for them against such a creature,” she said.
“So what do we do, Commander?” the demon to the left asked.
“It’s simple. I’ll go there myself. This is something only a commander or general can handle,” she said and then turned to look at the guard at her throne, pointing at the one to the left.
“Get my God Slasher,” she said. All the demons, including her guards, were stunned by her request.
“Commander, your God Slasher? Does this creature really require such power?” the demon to the left asked.
“Take a look at it. That monster is a threat even the generals would not dare take on without their best weapon.
You might not be able to see it, but I can. I can tell that this is a being beyond this world, and even if I take it down now, it is only a temporary solution. It will rise again, soon enough.
But until the generals get here, I’ll do my best to hold it off,” she said.
The guard that she had pointed out stretched out both of his hands, and a dark portal appeared. He walked in gallantly.
The portal stayed open for a while, and finally, the demon returned. On his shoulder was a sword so black, light would disappear upon touching it.
The sword was a very mighty greatsword, but there was nothing special about it—no designs that were stunning, no runes, nothing.
But that was because the power emitted by the sword shattered anything put on it, taking back its real form after. The sword loved to be bare and free.
When the guard walked out, they could see that his legs were trembling under the force of the sword. Every step he took created a crater in the ground.
He walked slowly until he got to the commander. She stretched out her hand and took the sword from him like it was nothing. Immediately, she did, the guard fell to his knees, breathing hard.
“Thank you,” she said in an emotionless tone.
“Now to go get my first real battle in thousands of years,” she said and walked out of the throne room with the God Slasher on her shoulder.
She made it out of the castle. She dropped the sword from her shoulder, unfolded her wings, and shot into the world with instantaneous speed.