Alerting the World Powers?

[ Ice Continent, Frost Palace ]

Today was just another day in the Immortal life of Primordial Rouge, also known as Guy Crimson. He was known by numerous titles throughout his existence; First Primordial, Ancient Demon Lord, Lord of Darkness, King of Daemons.

However, what many were unaware of, was his role in the world. He, Guy Crimson, was the Mediator. A role given to him by the only being who had managed to defeat him, since his inception, Veldanava, the Star King Dragon and the Creator God of the World.

As the First Primordial was relaxing on his throne with his eyes closed, a sudden wave of energy entered his body, trying to analyse his being.

Without feeling any sense of urgency, he immediately deduced the cause, "Someone is using [Analytical Appraisal], and on such a large scale? An interesting turn of events, wouldn't you say, Velzard?" He turned to the white hair blue-eyed girl, who seemed no older than a high schooler.

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With a frown on her face, the Frost Dragon answered as she stared in the direction of the Magic Continent, "The analysis came from the Magic Continent, but I'm unable to track it to its user."

"Mmm. Whoever did it seems to have no fear. From what I can see, given enough time, the individual will receive a complete analysis on me, if I let them that is. There are not many with such capabilities in this world, even among Demon Lords, other than True Dragons." Guy stated with unflappable confidence.

"You think it's Velgrynd?" Velzard said with doubt obvious in her voice. She just couldn't see her hotheaded younger sister who only had Rudra in her eyes, pull such a scheme. As for Veldora, she could still sense that he was sealed, and with the amount of magicules he had lost over the years, it was impossible for him to scan the whole world.

So there was only one possible conclusion, "It's probably just my niece playing around, trying to find an interesting toy."

"Or a new True Dragon." Guy added, even though he himself found that slightly unbelievable, and it seemed like he wasn't the only one who thought that, if Velzard's doubtful look was anything to go by.

A birth of True Dragon would at least cause some commotion, like how Veldora's caused the weather to change around the world. So it was almost impossible for a new born to have total control, unless their aspect was one that caused no effects.

However there was also one other possibility that both he and Velzard had a tacit understanding to not bring up…The possible reincarnation and return of the Creator, Veldanava.

There was no need to plant hope in one another's minds, only for it to be ruthlessly destroyed. But as they both already had such thoughts, the seed had already been planted, truly a paradoxical situation they found themselves in.

Before they could continue their conversation any longer, the frozen throne room door was opened violently, along with it sounded a dramatic voice, "Guy-sama! My privacy has been violated! A pervert out there now has knowledge of my three sizes!"

"So you guys couldn't prevent yourselves from being analysed, huh?" Guy ignored the Blue Primordial, Rain, and glanced at Vert, the Green Primordial, also know as Misery.

"My apologies, Guy-sama, we were unable fight back against the analysis." Misery bowed in apology.

"It's fine. For now, get ingredients ready, I'll be holding a Walpurgis."

""As you wish / command Guy-sama."" Rain and Misery answered together, without questioning him. It was not their place, all they had to do was listen to their King. But even without him telling them, they already had an idea of what the topic of discussion for the Walpurgis would be.

Guy stared at their retreating backs for a moment, before shifting his gaze to the East, 'It seems like things will start to get more interesting in the coming years, don't you think so, Rudra?' He thought, unaware of the true reasons for the change in his best friend.

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[ City of the Forgotten Dragon ]

Sitting upon a pedestal was a beautiful human girl with platinum pink twintails and blue eyes as clear as the sky. Her outfit of choice was a black top that emphasised her bust and left her midriff open, along with a short black skirt that barely covered her private, revealing a large portion of her thighs for the world to see.

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Sigh!

The girl sighed for the nth time today, as she stared at the group of Dragonewts who were sparring down below. Everything about her currently screamed that she was bored…and jealous.

"Middray! I want to fight!" The pink haired beauty complained, throwing her arms up in the air. She needed excitement! She wanted to feel her blood boiling as she duked it out with a foe who could keep up with her!

The last time she experienced such a thing was against a Guy, but he refused to fight her again! Saying something about the world being unable to handle their blows.

'Truly the woes of the strong can only be understood by the strong.' She was brought out her thoughts by a bald, muscular man, donned in priest robes kneeling before her.

"Milim-sama, I have finished guiding the young ones in their daily prayer session, I am prepared for my own now." Middray, the Head Priest of the Dragon Faithful, that worships Milim said with reverence.

Indeed. This seemingly beautiful human girl was the Ancient Demon Lord, Milim Nava. So even if she dressed indecently, no one would dare to point it out, let alone stare at her disrespectfully.

Since, the title she was most famous for was; The Destroyer.

A title that she had earned by single-handedly destroying one of the strongest civilisations in the history of the Central World, thus allowing her to ascend to the position of Demon Lord.

Milim who heard the words of her Head Priest jumped from her pedestal in excitement, and appeared before him in an instant, throwing a seemingly harmless punch at him, which he seemed prepared for as he crossed his in arms up in an X shape.

But even with his guard up, he was still sent rocketing into a nearby mountain.

BOOOOOM!!!!

Middray didn't have a chance to catch his breath as Milim was already upon him, her fist once again moving to his face, though to his surprise, she paused, her expression mirroring his own.

"Huh?" She couldn't help but let out a confused sound due to the absurdity of what she was experiencing, "Someone is actually analysing me? And in time they'll succeed too."

Middray who heard her mutter couldn't hide his shock, however the shock soon made way for a furious look, "Milim-sama, tell me who dares analyse you! I'll bring their head to you at this moment!"

Unlike Middray, rather than feeling angered, Milim was laughing in joy, she had a feeling that the analysis didn't come from her aunts or Guy, which meant only one thing…

"Someone really strong appeared!" Milim said excitedly, much to the surprise of Middray, after all, the number of people Milim considers really strong can only be counted on one hand.

If such an individual was analysing Milim, then he couldn't do anything to stop them. 'It looks like I'll have double the intensity of my prayer sessions from now on.' Middray thought, his motivation renewed, and his mind coming up with new Prayer Sessions for his fellow worshippers.

Milim, realising she couldn't track the the individual, was about to search the old fashioned way, but before she could, a familiar voice sounded in her mind,

{Milim, don't waste your time searching for the analyser. Even Velzard and I were unable to track them.}

Milim eyes shifted to the Demon's Ring on her finger, which is given to each Demon Lord, allowing them to make transdimensional calls with other Demon Lords.

She responded to the caller, complaining, {But Guy! Someone strong appeared!}

{Mm. That's why I'll be holding a Walpurgis. This way we can exchange information with the other Demon Lords.}

{Fine! But I'm sure you know that if even we can't sense them, then it will also be impossible for the others.} Milim pouted, relenting to Guy's wishes.

{Thanks, and that may be the case, but it doesn't hurt to hear others input.} Guy explained his reasoning, before concluding, {Anyways, be ready in a week, Misery will pick you up.}

{Alright! Bye!} With that, Milim disconnected from the call.

Middray who noticed her glancing and ring, along with various changes in her expression, realised she was talking to a Demon Lord, so he waited for her silently.

"Middray, there'll be a Walpurgis in a week. But until then, we'll spar!" Middray didn't even have chance to speak, before another punch came his way.

BOOOOOOM!!!

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Similar reactions occurred around the Demon Lord's territory, with only the oldest and strongest of them being able to sense they were being analysed.

However Demon Lords weren't the only one who realised, Ultimate Skill users like Heavenly Emperor Elmesia were among the few who noticed, but unfortunately for some of them, they were unable to fight back against the analysis of a being comparable to a True Dragon.

A certain Primordial who was in the material world couldn't help but be impressed and amused, at the new player who appeared. "Fufufu~ It seems like someone more interesting than the Conqueror of Flames appeared."

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"And…Done." Aria wiped the non-existent sweat off her forehead, after completely analysing all species on the Central World at once. "Although a scant few were able to reject or even give me false information, I still got everything I wanted."

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A/N: I was thinking what I should write for this chapter, and I thought to myself: Wouldn't it be amusing if Aria stirred chaos on her first day of reincarnating? It even seemed reasonable as her flaw is literally Chaos Magnet.

Also you can give recommendations of what you wanna see, though I don't give any promises that I'll add them to the story.

Btw, what do you guys think of the mature looking Milim?