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 to

her that she was underestimating

far more powerful than she thought

looked at him and

smiled and was polite to everyone, even when

He was a pushover.

He was weak.

of all, he was

whenever anyone close to him died, and he very quickly

was a weak-willed

saying that he was

but she had no respect or goodwill

always been the

him, and everyone was his

to win Kali's "love", he rarely talked to anyone

of all, he didn't mind

seemed to embrace

friends and connections away with a happy smile

all seemed so easy

ever

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

but he wasn't

one

of Life

burning, and conflicting emotions at every moment as she

was supposed to be

Adam was

She loved him.

that, she wanted

truly be hers

would be at

she couldn't

loved feeling this conflict of

Death wasn't

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

It was a contradiction.

clawing at Adam as her cold breath washed

smiling in happiness and

them were only looking at the distant Lightning

to the powerful defenses, the Lightning Emperor couldn't see the two, but he could imagine what they were

they

He had had enough!

was sure that Kali was the one that had killed

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

actually both had a very clear motive for wanting

King Sanctified Death.

Sanctified Death was

of seemingly

Mage Emperors knew where he had

mere existence

He shouldn't exist.

be similar,