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No, well, I was quite surprised that they looked at the story here xD
Blood
Azathoth looked at his fingertips in disbelief, a barely visible liquid lay on them, a surprising color of when you look at it a dark like space with faint white flashes or random colors.
"Oh really ugly!". An arrogant female voice resounded in the space.
"What happened ape?! Are you afraid?! Where is that imposing being?!"
For others such an insignificant scratch would be nothing, but for some a scratch meant a lot, an enemy or rival who is capable of ending entire Galaxies just on a whim or his mere presence, a scratch meant true victory, dying knowing that at least he he did something and for Madara it was no exception centuries had passed since the first time they met his mere presence made her fall defeated, faced with this humiliation she decided to look for him and train, the first few times she was easily knocked down by his mere pressure of power, but Despite the time it was improving, not only could he withstand the monstrous pressure but it also hurt him.
"I see you have improved" Azathoth said without looking away from his fingers which made Madara angry.
Madara frowned, the blonde's emotionless voice now sounding genuinely surprised, she clenched her fists in anger, the look on her face changing to one of anger.
"amateratsu"
Black flames surrounded Azathoth, he didn't even flinch the flames didn't seem to bother him, hurt him, if he wanted to notice.
Azathoth raised his head towards madara, getting up, he had to contort his body backwards, he looked in the direction he was, to the human eye, the only thing they would see is what they were looking at, not seeing anything unusual, maybe with luck a little shadow.
For him, he saw everything, in front of him was a Madara inside the forehead of a humanoid creature that looked like a samurai with a tengu mask, he raised an eyebrow at this, a clone or similar in an alternate dimension of existence, it reminded the world of souls in pain.
Madara smiled arrogantly, for the first time he forced him to dodge and although you tell him to admit he was a God in every way, and from his expression I don't expect this, I increased his agony, deciding to act, he gave the order to attack
Azathoth dodged the black spheres that turned into different forms, weapons, spears, katanas, kunai.
"Limbo" six Madaras appeared in the Dimension, activating the perfect Susano's they went straight towards Azathoth.
A strange glow appeared in the already strange eyes, the black spheres stopped, the clones disappeared.
"Well that was really surprising" Azathoth smiled at Madara.
Madara snorted, although he was greatly surprised by the blonde's words, on the other hand he knew what the first word meant, raising his hands he pronounced his last attack.
"Thrust All Mighty (Shinra Tensei)"
The attack was much stronger than expected, stars, meteors, asteroids even small planets were swept back by the invisible wave, an impressive feat all the way.
Madara clenched his fists again, he had lost again, even so, his arrogance instead of going down, went up, hurting and surprising a God was something unusual.
"Naruto...for you"
Madara opened his eyes wide, he, a God had told him his name, from the first meeting to the last he had never told him his name, if not now, I can't form a word or even think since just one blow fell into the world of dreams.
He now with the new name of "Naruto" looked at space, several meteors were destroyed, some small planets disappeared due to the Whitehead's attack, an insignificant action for him and his children, but for mortals it was an impossible feat, even for his current state was somewhat surprising.
(Note: Madara is female, and she has white hair as she is in Rikudõ mode and her power obviously increases)
To all this, she still had those black flames on her body, she didn't bother much to take it off, she did as if she was shaking dust in the areas of the flames, little by little they went out.
Making a portal, the blond left, speaking of the blond, his appearance was that of a twenty-year-old, perhaps he was entering his thirties, long spiky hair that reached the nape of his neck tied in a ponytail, two long bangs on his entrances, and three marks on each cheek, although they were more marked to the point that it looked like a scar.
Closing his eyes, he entered the portal, for a thousandth of a second, he entered from a different place, it was only a thousandth of a second, so as fast as he appeared, so fast he disappeared, so he entered the right place.
He grimaced when he felt the presences, his eyes were closed even so he could feel them, beings with the same energy as the brat although these were somewhat mediocre as if he were not complete, he could also feel the others with a different energy a few more stronger than others entering the field of those beings.
Entering wooded terrain, down from the sky, lying down placidly on the ground, he yawned, took a deep breath, he concentrated and finally fell asleep.
Madara woke up in a daze, her senses came back to life little by little, taking her hand to her head in pain.
"That idiot!"
Bramo, that blow was a little stronger than the others and that made her not rejoin, even so her third eye opened and created a portal, going through there, she decided that the best thing would be to train.
Tears came out of his eyes, it had only been 2 months since the Nekosuo massacre happened and then this, it was a damn unfunny joke.
The underworld troops attacked the city of Kuoh, a Yokai territory, only because of a territory dispute that Yokai denied that they belonged to the Devils, still, they attacked in a despicable way.
A bat-winged man in black armor stands in front of him, accepting his fate, closing his eyes the demon pierced the young Yokai's chest.
"What's that?"
A demon spoke seeing a blond man on the ground.
"...." Without saying anything the other Demon went straight to the man on the ground, his partner didn't stop him, they had the order to kill, they even left some women alive, maybe children for the reincarnation pieces.
Blink, Blink, again, and so on, from one moment to another he appeared in another place, a black place with lights, he was about to kill the man, a feeling of Fear appeared in him, by instinct he tried to flee, he noticed something, He couldn't move, looking in front of him, he saw the worst.
"L-lo si-en-en-to" the Demon was in the Azathoth court, he saw the lesser gods and Azathoth, a place that is infinitely worse than hell.
A piercing scream sounded in space, and the flutes stopped playing, the worst happened, Azathoth woke up.
"Wretched" the living demon launched a furious magic attack towards the lying man.
He first saw how his partner stopped dead, and then he started screaming, he said identifiable things, finally he took his eyes off.
The attack came, the contact that touched the blonde's skin, the attack vanished, his face frowned, someone had interrupted his sleep, that bothered him, with the following simple action that the human world would tremble, the supernatural world would think that the Trihexa got rid of the thousand seals, the top 10 strongest felt something they had never experienced Fear!, shiva trembled for some reason his instincts told him to stop using the title of "God creator and destroyer", ophis sudo cold, great red was nervous he had never felt that before and it was deadly disturbing, Trihexa despite being sealed felt it and for the first and last time he was grateful to be sealed, the human and supernatural world felt it, they felt the awakening of the true beast, the true apocalypse, nuclear chaos, the true Sultan of demons, the true God, the awakening of Azathoth!
A single action made everyone feel the true terror, that action was awakening, the awakening of the creator.
The demon that attacked him was now trembling, on his pants there was a black and a brown stain.
"Can someone not sleep anymore?"
A simple question resounded to the surroundings, stopping, he moved his head in the direction of the Demon who only seeing him in the eyes prayed to any God despite hurting him, he preferred death to seeing his eyes.
Naruto's eyes shone with intensity, the demon began to scream, it bit his forearm, like an animal tore it apart, it began to eat it, it took off its eyes and ate it, it went to his companion and they began to devour each other.
His eyes closed to sigh, he felt other presences again, there were more than 300, he felt how they approached him, after a while, they arrived, they saw with displeasure how his partner devoured the body of the other and himself, although then they put their look at the blond, bad idea.
They saw it, they saw God, some began to remove their eyes, limbs, attack others.
Naruto opened his eyes, letting the demons look at him, something very terrifying was him, those eyes caused extreme madness just by looking at them, those eyes, the eyes of God.
Yasaka cried, these last few months had been difficult for her and her faction, the massacre and the failed invasion of Kuoh by the demons had weighed heavily on her, she had prayed to any Shinto God, Greek, Egyptian, Nordic, Hindu, Celt, and others he knew, most had ignored her or she was not important enough for their help, although there were some in the case of Ares and Zeus who said yes but on one condition, that condition was to be his wife, lover or spending indefinite nights with him, he was about to accept if it weren't for the warning/report from the survivors of the invasion.
What they had said was "God does not save" An unusual thing, another report was that the demons began to attack, devour himself or others, he did not know who God prayed to help her, possibly an African God, although it was absurd, although she also didn't know what to think she prayed to almost all the gods that exist.
Whoever that God was was more than grateful for him, if one day he was in trouble she would without hesitation help him or open the doors to his city, this would sound ridiculous, just a little help and he is already offering him your house, not only was a little help, that God made more than 30% of the troops of the underworld get lost, killed each other, or remove limbs, or the little that spread is that those who come went crazy.
It wasn't just that, he mainly thought that the demons would attack again, but, this wasn't it, rather, the underworld stopped attacking and this made the other factions give their small faction an eye and the demons saw them. with bad eyes and she with fear, she also made some small factions make an alliance with her, the bad thing, the factions put an eye on her.
With a sigh Yasaka calmed down, her fingers dragged the traces of tears that still remained, she decided to think about the disaster of that God, first it is rumored that only his presence made the neighboring cities of Kuoh tremble incorrect in a certain way, first it was Japan and then it was the human world and then the supernatural, something truly impressive, an assumption of who the mystery God was was Shiva, I quickly discarded him since he was a Hindu, neighbors and from the Shinto yes, but he would make the top 1 in his help, besides he would already be with Amateratsu or Susano'o, then the others from the top were the same reason it was illogical.
Zekram clenched his fists furiously, thinking that it would be easy to invade Kuoh he sent a few demons, "the shot backfired", that sentence was right, the underworld was invaded by its own demons, I honestly didn't expect the Yokai to have a ally like that, but there seemed to be gaps, most likely, the leader of the Yokai faction was a whore who sold herself to anyone.
"Sir we have something" a servant entered her office interrupting her thought.
He raised an eyebrow still annoyed.
"One patient finally recovered"
"Say what you know" Zekram saw a man of no more than 20 years laugh, he arched his eyebrow at this.
"You know Bael, we are so insignificant before them"
"They?". The young river, despite his eyes, hands, part of his face and body skin, seemed funny to him.
"Great red, ophis, elohim, triehxa and the 10 strongest are just a little ant, and they nameless mist, creeping chaos, fertility, and the creator even the king, depravity, beast, madness, all of them are the sun and mirror to burn us"
Zekram was frozen for a moment.
"Dancing and playing around him keep him asleep captive in his sight the Sultan of Chaos ... agh" without finishing the young man began to vomit blood, the people there were disconcerted to see how he vomited his organs.
Azazel looked at the reports, this was going to give him a headache, since he felt the tremor a shiver came down his spine that was still present, they made him want to never use his name again as strange as it sounds this is real I felt I was offending someone important.
Finnnn
New chap huh?
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Until next time!