Edited by _Banana For The Monkey King_ On a planet filled with Magma, every minute a volcano erupts but to the demons living here it was a normal thing. Situated at the center of the world stood a half-broken statue of a being dressed in battle armor. He also wore a helmet which only left a V space for his eyes which was made of yellow rugby ball. This was the statue of one whose name sent shivers down hundreds of demons' spines. One who tanks a Multiversal weapon for 5 good times when he wasn't even a god.
This was the statue of Lucifer the Fallen Angel. Even though he is dead his last words which he said he will be back left the world rolling in fear but to the demons it was hope. Hope that he comes back and leads them to war once more. Demons are beings with fighting and carnage in their blood. Living a mundane life is not their style and so whenever they fight it makes them feel happy. Sadly for the past million years, a lot of gods have joined hands to seal all of the strongest demons which has weakened their powers to the extent that some worlds even send their students here for training. This move alone trampled on their pride but they couldn't do anything as they were weak. With shame, they could only try their best to kill as many students that arrive here as possible.
On this day, twenty students dressed in battlesuits, all between the ages of 16 and 19, arrived on the demon planet. After an intense battle, they finally reached the statue, their eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. Five of them had small scales on their faces, and their bright yellow eyes revealed that they were dragons with royal bloodlines, the purer the bloodline, the easier it was to shapeshift.
Next to them stood three boys who were taller than the others, towering at 3.8 meters. Their skin was as tough as steel, and their muscles rippled beneath it. They were clearly not human. Instead, they are Goliaths, another strong race.
"So, this is the statue of the being that has tormented the Multiverse back then?" With pride pouring out of his voice, one of the dragons said while looking at the half-broken statues with contempt, it was like he felt like the being behind the statue didn't deserve such fame.
"Max, you weren't born back then. None of us were. Even though you're about 500 years old doesn't mean you should be so prideful."
One of the giants mocked Max, his accent seems so strong that it wouldn't be mistaken that he is forcing himself to speak that language. Max turned and looked at the boy who spoke then said with contempt, "Says a boy who comes from a race that just started existing within the span of 2 million years."
Already used to those words, the boy only smiled, but deep down he felt angry. The universe knows that Goliath came from a race known as Titans, which makes them a subrace. But they hate people calling them so and ever since they went independence, they have been secretly waging war against the Titans just to be the strongest giant races.
Looking at Max, the boy wished he could crush his skulls but didn't dare to since Max was from a royal dragon family and doing so would make them have more enemies instead. Max saw that the boy didn't attack and clicked his tongue, _Sissies._ He thought as he looked at the statue, meanwhile, none of the other students reacted. It was like they were already used to such a scene.
"Alright before we continue hunting those little demons, just hold on a bit let me go break this ugly-looking statue."
Saying so and not waiting for anyone's permission, two dragon-looking wings appear on Max's back as he flies towards the huge Statue. He hovered above the statue, taking in its imposing features. In particular, the eyes that seemed to stare out from behind the helmet caught his attention.
A sneer played across Max's face as he conjured a fireball in his hand. "You don't deserve such fame, you useless fallen angel." With those words, he wanted to throw a fireball and destroy the statue but right then.
Boom!
A demonic aura, filled with grandeur, majestic, might and pride descends. Max, who was floating in the sky, bears the brute. It was like no living thing deserves to stand before it.
The whole students on the floor bore it. It was like a world was pressed on them and like an ant, they couldn't resist it. Some with defensive artifacts activated it but it was like a bubble as it burst before it could display its powers and just like that, 20 students from different royal races perished before the statues and their blood were absorbed. The aura didn't stop there as it spread throughout the world and into the Galaxies. Wherever it passes people tremble and most people who felt the aura faces turn pale in fear.
In the blood planet, the young man felt it and abruptly stood up in shock. "He-is back? Impossible! It must be an artifact he left behind to signify his return."
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What no one knew was even though Lucifer never expected to die. He still prepared himself. Somewhere deep within the void, beyond the boundaries of space and time, trillions of creatures slept in slumber. But as soon as the demonic aura was released, they awoke with a roar, sending ripples throughout the void. Behemoths of all shapes and sizes, from dragons to krakens, were suddenly alert, their eyes glowing with primal power.
It was like a signal had been sent out, awakening them from their slumber and calling them to battle.For a moment, the void was filled with the roars and shrieks of these creatures, echoing throughout the dark expanse. Just like that, a crack appeared and all of the beasts flew out.
Ready to unleash their bloodthirsty nature on any world they could find available. Behind them were billions of blood monkeys, even though they might be the weakest here but, there are two things which make the universe fear the blood monkeys and that is their abilities to reproduce within a short span and how they move in groups. Lucifer knew that if he awakened most people would definitely search for him to end him so the best move was to drop a distraction at them to stale for some time.
And this was his arc.