He was in such dire condition that he couldn't even keep his humanoid visage but instead had to resort to discarding his visage in favor of his original form of light.

As another immense pillar of flame collapsed upon a being of light he was starting to disintegrate with a pained scream, for what seemed like an eternity the flames conjured by the elf before him burned its very essence, it was erasing him.

If he dies here, it would be like he never existed, his followers would lose his boon, the lands he blessed would become infertile, and flying temples constructed in his image would collapse.

"NO, I REFUSE TO DISAPPEAR YOU PUNY MORTAL, I AM THE SUPREME CREATOR OF THIS WORLD" Being screamed as it tried to reconstruct itself just enough for it to launch one final attack.

"You mortal will regret entering my sanctum, DIE!" A beam of energy rushed towards the young elf woman as she smiled before being completely engulfed by the holy energy.

As the light disappeared all that was left of the elf was ash, the god drew a sight of relief as his last-ditch attack worked but it only lasted a moment, as the god watched the girl turn into ash it was like it never happened, in one moment she was ash and now she stood before him unharmed with a smirk on her face, oh how much he hated that smile now, he wanted this elf for himself for so long that he decided to exterminate all that she held close so that she might turn to faith, turn to him.

For a hundred years, he plotted and made sure his plan was successful, ever since she was born he made sure there was nothing else other than faith in him to turn to, in the beginning, it was fine but suddenly she vanished from his sight.

Those blue glowing eyes, that red hair and fair face, such beautiful body, truly a consort worthy of a god of his stature, and yet she stands before him, she stands at the brink of his oblivion, a target of his desire is the architect of his downfall.

But what went wrong, why did she decide to kill him, he didn't know, for all his power he wasn't omniscient, but she should have been his, she should have been in his bed as all others before her.

He couldn't accept it, no mortal could hope to scratch him, what is so different about this one, for untold millennia he was able to get as many mortal wives as he wished, he could murder and bless and rape mortals with no restrictions, and none of them were able to even gaze upon him.

So why, why was this woman wielding such immense power capable of obliterating him, not just flames, the power of time itself was bending to her will, such control allowed her to make most of his most devastating attacks null and void, such mastery of magic was unheard for mere mortal race.

He launched attack after attack as the flames continued consuming him, exhausting what little power he had left.

Nothing worked, whatever he threw at her was either countered or just had no effect on her, any blessing he withdrew from the mortal world to empower himself was not enough, he took away the power of all of his subjects, and yet it was not enough

It was impossible, He the ruler of this world, the undisputed god, absolute ruler of both death and life would die here, He would die to a mortal.

"IF I WILL DIE SO WILL YOU," he screamed making the sanctum echo with his voice.

"BEGONE WORM," he screamed before trying to unleash one last explosion by sacrificing himself and his remaining essence, but it was not enough the explosion should have killed her and yet she stood there unscathed.

The God of this world has died, the age of divinity has passed and the mortal that slayed this god will usher in a new age of mortals, or that was how it was supposed to be.

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She stood in front of the so-called god that made her life until now living hell, elves lived for thousands of years, and yet ever since she was born this so-called god took everything from her.

Oh how wonderful it is to burn him, turn him into nothing, and make his kingdoms crumple, so many priests that follow his decree shall remain powerless, and all of the blessings will be gone.

She placed her fingers on her circlet, she moved her index finger across the center ruby, this gemstone was all that was left to remind her of her family, and her entire race.

How many of his temples has she burned, she couldn't remember, so many kingdoms were reduced to ash so many millions of his followers died.

It is truly wonderful, His lack of vision allowed her to grow in strength to such a level that not even the god could contain it.

And now she is here, in front of her tormentor and he screams in agony

"If he wasn't such an asshole, I would even feel sorry for him" she whispered to herself.

When he blasted her with one of his last-ditch attacks she was distracted and directly hit, but even while she herself was turned to ash time itself would not allow her to die before fulfilling her destiny.

At the moment of her demise clock of time ticked back for her and returned her to her original state.

It was a truly magnificent spell, altering time itself to attain the result you wish for, and yet playing with time is dangerous, a small mistake could cause consequences spanning all space and time.

She preferred to not rely on this spell but instead some other death countermeasure, but against the supreme god? She couldn't afford to not use her full power.

She smirked at the so-called god as she reveled in his face contorted by anger, before increasing the power she pushed into the flames that now consumed the god, it was almost over.

She placed both of her hands on the ground as a massive magical circle appeared below and above the god, the moment after his entire being was consumed by flames, while her flames until now were crimson in color these had a black hue to them.

"Soon the world will be free of your tyranny and so will I, this is for all you have taken from me!" She shouted but it fell on deaf ears as the god sacrificed the last of his essence to attempt and eliminate the elf.

God's divine form bloated more and more, his entire being about to explode.

"IF I WILL DIE SO WILL YOU, BEGONE WORM!" the god's voice echoed around her, the power washing over her almost knocking her back.

As she noticed this she decided to surround herself with a barrier of flames, but as the holy energy surrounded her it was like it wasn't meant to kill, but something else, it was like a hand grasping her entire being and pulling her by force, like a leash yanking her towards a direction.

Before she could even react both her and God's remnants were now in the skies of the unknown world, falling quickly towards the ground but with the divine corpse disappearing within her flames she knew it was over, and yet he got another small victory over her, he was able to pull her to another world.

"NO, YOU ASSHOLE JUST ACCEPT DEFEAT." She screamed at him as the dead god slowly disappeared from existence, consumed by her flames.

She conjured her flaming wings and with great speed rushed towards the remnants of the dead god, with her touch she placed her hand, and conjuring a burst of power she surrounded divine remains in a black flame, moment after the remnants were gone.

As any opponent consumed by her black fire, she absorbed his essence, she felt herself become something more, more than she ever was before.

Her blue eyes gained a ghostly blue glow leaving a trail of blue fire as she fell, her fiery wings gained an angelic form whenever she called upon them, and her circlet turned into a halo of fire floating above her head with her family ruby taking a center piece of flame halo.

She felt her entire being change, her power growing more than she could even imagine, she felt divine energy surge within her and her soul generating more and more of it.

As she floated above the new world she looked at her hands and she knew.

"I have become something divine, and yet I have no desire for it, no ambition... I feel nothing" She said softly, perhaps it is because she does not wish to become like the former supreme deity of her world, Perhaps she should just continue as she did before.

She thought as she gazed around the heavily forested area with only a narrow stone road stretching across it that perhaps she should think of how should she call herself in the future, how will people of this new world know her.

She thought for a moment, her birth name was forgotten by all except her, supreme deity made sure of it.

But her endurance despite the cruel god's whims, and her rapid growth in power earned her the moniker 'Crimson Magister'

Despite all she still embraced the title, in her old world she only called herself by the title, but now perhaps she should introduce herself to this world as her original self, as much as its left of it.

She crossed her arms and nodded her head as she came to a conclusion

"They shall know me as Aqua, The Crimson Magister" She smiled as she stretched her wings and with immense speed rose into the sky, allowing her to search for any sign of civilization.