Sword God in a World of Magic

The Lightning Emperor looked with unending rage at the distant Judgment Palace.

Silence.

The Judgment Palace wasn't doing anything.

Slowly, the lightning around the Lightning Emperor intensified.

"Arrogant as always," the Lightning Emperor's voice echoed throughout the world.

"You believe yourself to be invincible."

"Everyone must bow to you."

"You are right."

"You are just."

The lightning around the Lightning Emperor became even more violent.

"You ignore me?!" the Lightning Emperor shouted in anger as the world around him exploded in thunder and lightning.

Deep in the Judgment Palace, at its very core between the two contrasting sides, was a beautiful room where death and life met.

Two people were standing near each other, one of them embracing the other from behind with their arms.

"We should really go out," the embraced person said with a helpless sigh.

"He's throwing a tantrum," the embracing person said coldly. "He doesn't deserve a response."

The embraced person smiled awkwardly as they scratched the side of their head in embarrassment. "We don't even know why he's like that. Maybe there's a reason why he is like that. I think we should ask."

The arms embracing them tightened with terrifying power, causing the person great discomfort.

"You are mine," the cold voice behind the embraced person said in their ears.

The next moment, the long nails of the embracing arms slowly but sensually created deep scratches in the embraced person's skin, but it was like the nails were going through water.

The flesh and skin reappeared like water flowing back into place.

"You are not you," the cold voice said.

The embraced person only continued smiling in awkwardness as they became a bit embarrassed, their cheeks flushing red.

"You are mine," the cold voice said again.

"Fine, fine," the embraced person said as they looked to the side in embarrassment.

The cold breath of the person behind them created black spots of dying flesh and skin on their right ear, but they vanished just as quickly as they appeared.

Outside, the Lightning Emperor's rage reached new levels.

Kali had always disrespected and looked down on him.

She had always called him weak, telling him that the only reason why he was Lucius' second-in-command was that he had been the first to join.

the power

told her that she

that he was far more powerful than she thought and that

only looked at

smiled and was polite to

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

worst of all, he was

to him died, and he very

was a

kept saying that he was dependable,

him, but she had no respect or goodwill for

on the other hand, had always been the most

respected him, and everyone was

"love", he rarely talked to anyone anymore, and

of all, he didn't mind

seemed

thrown his friends and connections away with

seemed so easy

he ever been their

the end, Adam had seemingly completely disappeared, enveloped and consumed

was still alive, but he wasn't leading

was like one of Kali's

Life wasn't

conflicting emotions at

was supposed to

Adam was filled

She loved him.

of that, she wanted

could only truly be hers when

and she would be

she couldn't

feeling this conflict of intense

Death wasn't

alive wasn't alive, and what should be dead wasn't

It was a contradiction.

Adam as her cold breath

only kept smiling

were only looking at the distant

defenses, the Lightning Emperor couldn't see

always, they ignored

He had had enough!

that Kali was the one that

with any of the other Emperors, but Kali always wanted to

they actually both had a very clear motive for wanting to kill a

King Sanctified Death.

Sanctified Death was

out of seemingly

Emperors knew where he had come

existence

He shouldn't exist.

and death might be similar, but