Whom to believe? God or North Korea?

Robin merely gazed at the beautiful dead dragon taking flight. The city wasn't that enormous, but it also wasn't so small that one person could tidy everything up in about an hour. He exhaled in admiration, but he quickly realized that he needed to work hard and not be a slacker.

He reached inside the stretched bag where he stored the most of his possessions and pulled one of the most misplaced and OP items out. It was one his first love that he had brought out but he never got to use it since it was too OP and cool to use it. But things were different here.

He might make use of them and enjoy himself.

It was the Zenith sword from Terraria. When Robin was in Europe, he had brought it out. After bringing it out, he proceeded to slowly walk towards the nearest place that the terrorists had holed up in. While Robin used his X-ray vision to conduct an extensive search for terrorists, Durnehvir had focused on the farther away targets.

A few men in a dilapidated building noticed Robin coming through one of its windows. They were already in a precarious situation, so when another robot approached their building, they became furious. They pulled out all of their weapons, and with handguns they began firing at Robin, who was approaching them like a grim reaper bringing in the dead. Of course, Robin didn't even feel the impact of the bullets; they just bounced off his suit. They had been pursued during the previous few days as though they were rabid canines that needed to be exterminated, and this continued until none of them lived.

There were those of them who didn't want to give up their cruel and fanatical existence despite the fact that many of them had surrendered and were swiftly hauled away. Some people want martyrdom for their foolish cause, while others yearned for their former positions of authority. But Robin didn't care about anything. His vision had already singled out the people who had just taken shot at him and then he proceeded to take a swing with his broadsword in open air.

And it was sufficient. The Zenith sword released a large number of invisible swords. The swords were swift and razor-sharp. One of the men who was initially shooting at Robin was perplexed as to what was happening and why the robot would simply swing his sword in midair. And the next moment he realized that his eyes were falling down by itself.

He struggled to keep his head upright in that little moment but quickly recognized he was unsuccessful no matter what. He experienced a severe pain in his waist at that same instant. The suffering was only short because he soon passed away. His body had been split in two. And he wasn't the only one; other others also had their bodies hacked in several places, and they perished horribly.

The sight of body parts scattered all about was really ominous. Even the Blue Beetle who was accompanying him seemed to feel a little uneasy when he saw this and telepathically informed Robin that the scene wasn't appealing.

"You thinks so too? Yeah, this sword can't be used. It's too graphic." Robin grunted.

"Robin!! Why the hell is there a dragon flying around and roaring?" As Robin was considering the cruelty he had just released, those words unexpectedly came over his communications.

"Uh.. Oh.. Why? What is he doing?" Robin re-asked.

"He is destroying everything in his path. He is turning the dead into fighters for him after killing individuals with just a sight of his eyes. Fuck he is even using ghosts to scare people.. Ghosts.. Oh God. You didn't tell me that those are real." In the end, Sauvik's voice was trembling. He was horrified by the live-action terror being brought on by transparent skeletons flying around.

He wanted to help with the javelins, but he wondered if he needed help later with all the trauma he was watching.

"Sorry about that.. Why don't you go to the opposite side of Durnehvir?" Robin enquired.

"That's Durnehvir !? I shouldn't have felt a sense of dejavu. Why did you even create one after his image?" Sauvik was sweating buckets as he asked. The air conditioning in the javelins wasn't enough to give him some sense of comfort. He just wanted to play here a bit and kill some demented people. His friend was more demented than he thought.

"Well, I thought it would be fun." Robin just came clean with the truth.

"Your fun will give me nightmares. I better get out of here." As he leaped away from the spot and flew as far as he could, Sauvik yelled.

"How is even that science?" Sauvik muttered as he took off. Robin hadn't anticipated that the dead dragon would next summon the deads to carry out his plan. He actually felt bad for the dead terrorists not realizing the hypocrisy of the red floor and walls painted by blood in front of him.

The dead dragon as well as several intriguing city events. The fact that it had turned into a temporary haven for terrorists piqued the curiosity of nations all over the world. Countries like the USA, China, France, and the UK deployed drones into the sky to gather information about how North Korea reclaimed the city from the invaders.

And it was safe to say that they got their minds blown. The javelins and the robots had been observed by them. Already, this was too much for them to swallow whole. However, when the military officials in control, the generals, and the world leaders witnessed Robin summoning a dragon, they began to tremble. The drones only managed to capture a very hazy image of the ethereal world on camera, but despite that, they were clearly terrified. If it wasn't enough, the bony dragon summoning the dead and wraiths did the trick.

They had crossed into the realm of knowledge beyond science.

"No surprise they never gave an alien invasion any thought. They had already seen the eyes of the death and laughed at them." As he watched the footage, one of the world leaders made a comment. He didn't want to accept what he had witnessed, especially in such a terrible conclusion, but their emotions could not be ignored.

The situation is unbelievable.

"How can they even break the realms? Does hell really exist?" Someone questioned.

"This is sufficient evidence for us to accept that. Maybe I should turn religious, I think."

"So who should I believe? Jesus? Or the person who just called the dead dragon?"

Death was among the things that humans were most afraid of, yet in one case, they brought a dragon back from the grave. The dragon may even carry out his evil actions by using the dead. What was this, if not a mockery of death?

Those who got to see the videos now made a self promise that they wouldn't stand against North Korea. They didn't know the identity of the man who had the power to call forth the dead and command them, but that alone demonstrated that they had more than enough technology to deal with any extraterrestrial.

No matter what, they didn't really think anyone could defeat death in any way. Since North Korea has been ruling the world for the past few days, many of the world's leaders have been torn. Some of them intended to change sides if the aliens invaded because they believed they would lose regardless of North Korea's shown technological prowess.

But this was all the evidence they required. And at that point the people who had watched the video had given a gag order of not to speak of this to others. The events in Syria were to be kept a secret from the other nations and considered as top-secret information. They would simply see the fun from the sidelines if these nations actually revolt in the future.

Even after all of this, bringing humanity together was exceedingly difficult. The distinctions between them couldn't be eliminated barring a catastrophic event. In the meantime, the city was host to a live horror show. The city was quickly overrun by dragons, robots, men, and flying vehicles.

The dragon gained center stage since so many people had witnessed the skeletal dragon soaring and were moved to submit. They were detained as soon as the robots showed up.

North Korea had a policy along these lines.As long as the surrendering person wasn't a rapist or a pedophile, they wouldn't be executed. By evening, the city of Idlib was in ruins, with everyone either dead or turning into a ghost or giving up to the North Korean troops.

Of course, the majority of them were merely innocents, and it was promised to them that they would soon have new homes and a better city. With his javelin, Sauvik finally had some fun and harvested several souls. But there was some sadness on his face upon the passing. The first kills were always the hard. Robin was personally aware of it. At that very moment, Robin received a notification. A unique notification that would only be given to him in a specific circumstance.

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