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.

had the

had always told her

always said that he was far more powerful

looked at him and his

was polite to everyone, even when

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

all, he was

him died, and he

a

saying that he was dependable,

but she had no respect

hand, had always been

him, and

"love", he rarely talked to anyone anymore, and everyone around him

worst of all, he didn't mind

even seemed to

and connections away with a happy smile

all seemed so easy

he ever been their

completely disappeared, enveloped

but

was like one of Kali's

of Life wasn't

emotions at every moment as she encompassed

was supposed to be cold,

around Adam was filled

She loved him.

that, she wanted him

truly be

and she would be at

she couldn't kill

feeling this conflict of

Empress of Death

alive wasn't alive, and

It was a contradiction.

kept clawing at Adam as her cold breath

smiling in happiness

now, the two of them were only looking at the distant Lightning Emperor, who

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

always, they ignored

He had had enough!

that Kali was the one

with any of the other Emperors, but Kali always wanted

had a very clear motive for

King Sanctified Death.

Sanctified Death

had appeared out of seemingly nowhere with

knew where he had

existence

He shouldn't exist.

be similar, but they can't