Demon Domain
In a castle like building designed with so much aesthetics and jewelry and paintings hanging on the wall, chandeliers hanged on the various ceilings producing and reflecting light that made the castle more beautiful.
The air and mana was simply vibrant without obstruction, corruption and chaos were absent like they were forbidden to be present.
Anyone who arrived here won't believe this was a building where a demon resided.
Everything within a 50 kilometres radius was free of any corruption and chaos, but beyond that was utter darkness, knavery, chaos and maddening corruption.
Space quaked for a while and a black portal opened up and a demon with elegance befitting a king demon stepped out of the portal, the demon had no horn or tail or wings.
But the aura it radiated gave off pure strength to extinguish any life that defies it's orders.
The demon walked up to the castle like building and walked in, there wasn't any security of any kind here, any demon or any life form of any kind that could be seen within that 50 kilometres radius was absent.
The demon walked as it's footsteps echoed continuously in the building.
The demon got to a huge door that seemed plated out of the rarest of the rarest metals and gems.
The demon pushed opened the huge door and walked in on a red carpet that led directly to a throne positioned at the other end of the room.
The demon walked up to the throne and knelt down on one knee a few meters away with it's head down as it dared not look the existence sitting on the throne directly in the eye.
They both kept quiet as none of them spoke, the demon kneeling dared not speaking before the existence sitting as it might die at the slightest mistake.
After a few minutes, the existence sitting on the throne opened it's eyes that wer pitch black and stared at it's subordinate and said.
"How is the plan going"
"Everything is going according to your will, the Dragon domain has been invaded and 'He' would be forced to make a move" the subordinate replied with utmost respect.
"I do not want any mistake to happen at slightest along the way, if mishaps occur all your descendants would be punished for it" said the existence on the throne.
The Subordinate kneeling didn't have a change in expression as he knew his lord wasn't joking, any mistake and his life would be taken off his hands.
"We have been planning this for some years my lord, no mistake would happen, I assure of it my lord" the Subordinate said.
"When the plan is complete, inform the other kings about the movement, do not let the other clans find out about this, I would be having this fun alone" the existence said as his aura flared as a crazed smile appeared on it's lips, space bent just from it's existence alone as a sign of sheer power.
"As my lord commands"
"During the attack make sure the little ones do not survive at any cost during the event"
"We already have information on all of them, even the 'new ones' my lord"
"You may leave" the existence commanded
The Subordinate disappeared from it's position and left the castle without a second of delay in it's movement.
"I hope you would love my gift when you come back, LET THERE BE CHAOS" the existence said as it stared in a particular direction with a mischievous smile hanging on it's lips.
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Academy Domain.
In a small office, the Dean could be seen going through something as it fufiled his work as the Dean.
He signed and stamped papers with utter fluidity and tiredness in his eyes, as everyone simply hated paper work, be them mortal, be them higher existence be them gods.
You could say the paper work was the only bane to the Slaughterer's existence since he became the Dean, as he hated and dreaded these moments be it in the past, present, or future.
As the Dean was in his despair moments, his hands suddenly stopped as he stared at a particular position and corner of his office.
"What do you want this time" The Dean said as his voice sounded in his seemingly empty office.
"Nothing much Slaughterer, can't I come see a fellow dragon in arms" said another man as his body became visible as he came out of his hiding place.
"You do know this isn't the Dragon Domain where you can enter and exit anywhere as you wish on the Dragon King's orders, I have permission to attack and kill you here without any repercussions, this is my Domain not the Dragon King's palace" The Dean said.
"I don't know why you like threatening people, this is why your only friend is that Vampire with terrible detection skills, even as I am here, she still doesn't know, how can someone with such terrible detection skills be the Vice president".
('The Blood Empress' has terrible detection skills, this is why Anthony was able to spy on her with his All seeing eyes when she was talking to Tiara and he didn't get caught, but do not underestimate her, well you will understand later on as the story goes on)
"Forget about her, what do you want this time around, another order from the king, just so you know I'm not answering his summon, you can return now" The Dean said.
"This is more than just his summon Slaughterer, the Demons seem to have set their eyes on attacking the Dragon Domain, we need everything and everyone we can pull as we don't know what those worms are planning right now, we need people to intercept at a moments notice" The man said with utter seriousness this time.
The Slaughterer frowned, whenever the Demons were attacking, it wasn't for anything good, they always brought destruction whenever they are.
The Slaughterer didn't think too much at all, as long as the Demons were making a move, he had to move too.
"I would be there by next week latest" he said as he looked at the man.
"I hope to see your power once more on the battlefield Slaughterer" the man said slowly as he turned into mist that later dispersed.
The Dean frowned as he tapped his table rhythmically, the Demons were always relentless, he knew he needed to be there.
After a while, he smiled as the thoughts of being on the battlefield made him excited, his heart beat increase as the sound echoed in his office as his blood flow increased.
Even after fighting for years and experiencing countless injuries and blood shed and death, he couldn't get over his love for battle.
After a while, he calmed down and stared at his bane (paper work) with his happiness this time as he signed and stamped whatever needed to be signed.