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.

that he had the power

her

he was far more powerful

always only looked at him and his

smiled and was polite to

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

all, he was too

and

was a

always kept saying that he was

she had no respect or goodwill

hand, had always been the most approachable out of

respected him, and

rarely talked to anyone anymore,

all, he didn't mind

even seemed

connections away with a

so easy

ever been

completely disappeared,

but he wasn't leading a

one of Kali's

Life wasn't truly

emotions at every

was supposed to be

around Adam was filled with intense

She loved him.

because of that, she wanted

only truly be hers when

she would

she couldn't

loved feeling this conflict of

Empress of Death

alive, and what should be dead wasn't

It was a contradiction.

Adam as her cold breath washed over

smiling

of them were only looking at the distant Lightning Emperor, who was hovering in

the Lightning Emperor couldn't see the two, but he could imagine what they

they

He had had enough!

was sure that Kali was the one that had killed

had never had any problems with any of the other Emperors, but Kali always wanted to

very clear motive for wanting to

King Sanctified Death.

Sanctified Death was an

had appeared out of seemingly nowhere with

Emperors knew where he had come

existence was

He shouldn't exist.

and death might be similar, but they can't