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 back

told her that she was

was far more powerful than she thought

looked at him and his fragile

polite to everyone, even when they weren't polite

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

all, he was too

him died, and he very quickly lost control

was a weak-willed

yet, Lucius always kept saying that

had no

on the other hand, had always been the most approachable out of

respected him, and everyone

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

worst of all, he didn't

even seemed to

his friends and connections away with

so easy

he ever been

completely disappeared, enveloped

but he wasn't leading a

like one of Kali's

of Life

Kali felt intense, burning, and conflicting emotions at every moment as she

was supposed to be cold, apathetic,

around Adam was filled with intense

She loved him.

because of that, she wanted him to

truly be

would be at peace

she couldn't kill

feeling this

Empress of Death wasn't truly

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

It was a contradiction.

clawing at Adam as her cold breath washed over

smiling

the two of them were only looking at the

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

always, they ignored

He had had enough!

was the one

with any of the other Emperors, but Kali

very clear motive

King Sanctified Death.

Death was

out of seemingly

knew where he had

mere existence was

He shouldn't exist.

similar, but they