With a new resolve in mind, Shinohono jumped off the pinnacle of the skull-shaped temple. Of course, he could have disappeared from there and reappeared right before the intruders like he wanted to, but chose to do the same things that his siblings did - Not because he was impatient or stoic, but because he decided that he would not waste a bit of magical energy when fighting those intruders.
He would have to think at his best critically when fighting against these foes, or he would become the next fatality. He jumped off the pinnacle and began his descent to the grounds of the barren wasteland.
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Deep inside the skull-shaped castle of the supreme god of death, in the most sacred place of all, sat Maou Mazoku at his seat, sitting comfortably with stoicism written all over his face when a bright light suddenly shone before him.
It made him frown, knowing an unexpected visitor had come to see him. As expected, it was another unwanted guest - It was Hiruda, the goddess of fate.
