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.

never believed that he had the power to

Lucius had always told her that

always said that he was far more powerful than

always only looked at him and

only smiled and was polite to everyone, even when they weren't polite

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

of all, he was

close to him died, and he very quickly lost control

a weak-willed

yet, Lucius always kept saying that he was dependable, powerful, and

him, but she had no respect or goodwill

on the other hand, had always been the

and everyone was

Kali's "love", he rarely talked to anyone anymore, and everyone around him grew

of all, he didn't

seemed

away with a happy smile

all seemed so easy

he ever been their

had seemingly completely disappeared, enveloped and consumed by

still alive, but he wasn't

like one

of Life wasn't

burning, and conflicting emotions at every

Death Affinity, she was supposed to be

around Adam was

She loved him.

that, she

be hers when he

would

couldn't

loved feeling this conflict of intense

Empress of Death wasn't

alive wasn't alive, and what should be

It was a contradiction.

kept clawing at Adam as her cold breath washed over

kept smiling

the two of them were only looking at the distant Lightning

couldn't see the two,

they

He had had enough!

that Kali was

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

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

King Sanctified Death.

Sanctified Death

appeared out of seemingly nowhere

Emperors knew where he

existence

He shouldn't exist.

be similar, but they can't