Side Chapter: Death

Death. A concept that was neither warm, nor welcoming. Some creatures feared it, others faced it head on. However, non of those instances applied to this realm. For the entire realm was soaked in blood and despair.

Across all worlds lay the bodies of slaughtered beings. Both ordinary and powerful. In fact, this particular multiverse hardly showed any signs of life.

It would not have been a surprise if this was caused by a heaven-shaking catastrophe, but from the scars the multiverse was showing, it was obvious it had been done by a single powerful being.

Even so if one concentrated hardly enough, one would be able to sense the powerful auras that were present in the upper realms.

Two monstrous auras. From the strength of these auras, it was clearly visible that any one of them could have been the one who massacred everyone in the multiverse.

The upper realms had a more horrendous sight. The bodies of gods, demons, supremes, immortals and other god-like beings littered the floor. It was almost like a blanket that covered the ground.

At the apex of the multiverse, was a place in the upper realms that housed the Sovereign Lord. It was the golden palace!

The golden palace was not actually a palace, but a whole realm that the Sovereign Lord used as his home.

However, it did not have it's original splendor. Instead of it's usual unparalleled beauty and magnificence, there was only blood and gore. The thick sent of iron permeated the air. It was in this palace that those two powerful beings were located.

It was almost as if they were the only people alive in the entirety of the multiverse.

In the throne room of the golden palace, a being with monstrous aura sat on the Sovereign Lord's throne. Obviously it was not the Sovereign Lord, however from his aura one could tell that the Sovereign Lord would be like a child in front of him.

This was proved by the head he held in his hand. If one looked closely at the head, one could easily see how disgustingly wicked the person sitting on the throne was.

The head was ripped cleanly of it's body. It was neither chopped off nor cut off. It had been pulled off slowly and painfully with the individual's hands.

The person who sat on the throne had a lanky figure yet was weirdly also mascular. He had blonde hair and beautiful ocean blue eyes. If one focused closely, they would see that his aura contained both god force and demonic energy.

His left eye emitted a faint glow of a golden color, while his right eye shone a red color. He sat majestically in the seat he had claimed as his own. He looked like an overlord. His legs were crossed, while he rested his head on his right hand (all Sukuna style). His left hand held the head of the Sovereign Lord which dripped with golden blood.

The darkness of the realm coupled with the blood and gore made this being's eyes glow brightly. He was like an evil god.

Standing across from him in the middle of the throne room was an extremely pretty woman. For some reason she looked like the person seated on the throne. She had blonde hair and a pair of beautiful blue eyes. Her beauty could shatter worlds and her figure was breathtaking. Any man who saw her might die just from her beauty. She wore a tight leather armor that hugged her entire body tightly. All her curves were clearly visible.

However something was wrong, this woman was panting heavily. Her white jade-like skin was covered in dirt and blood. Her blonde hair was actually now red in color and was stuck on her face. Her right hand clutched her left arm. At least what was left of it. Her left arm was ripped off. Her aura was no less than that of the other fellow. It also contained both god force and demonic energy. The demonic energy was slightly more.

She looked at the young man on the throne with disgust and defiance.

"Will you not give up?" The young man's voice was normal but carried a strong wave of power.

Anger flashed in the eyes of the woman.

"Tch.... You- What happened to you, Lenin?"

The soulless eyes of the young man stared at the woman.

"This question again? Or did you think I would not dare kill you just because you were my sister?"

The woman's aura flared up.

"I love you Lenin. It was why I could not do what had to be done. Even though I knew I was the only person, who could stop, I could not bring myself to kill you. All this is actually my fault. I let it go too far."

The girl said with deep remorse and regret.

Lenin smirked.

"So what changed? Do you finally have the will to end me?"

The girl's expression became solemn.

"It is already too late. Your power has far surpassed mine. But-"

Boom! Boom!

A loud bang exploded from Trisha's body. A boundless and monstrous aura continuously flowed out from her body. At this stage, her cultivation was unfathomable.

She raised her right hand and begun to gather all the heavenly energies into her hands. It formed something like a smooth round ball. This ball contained qi, ki, magic, god force, demonic energy, plasma force, water essence and others.

Lenin simply stared at her with a bored look in his eyes.

"Sister do you think I do not dare to kill you?"

Trisha smirked.

"I'm not dumb. When father tried to stop your tyrannical reign, you killed him. Even mother, who you loved so much mercilessly died at your hands. It won't be any different for me"

"It is good you know your place. Considering my past feelings for you, and our blood relations, I will give you a painless death."

"Humph... I will take you down with m-"

Swish!

Before Trisha could finish her sentence, Lenin simply flicked his wrist. Trisha did not know how she had died.

Gurg! Gurg!

After a few gurgling sounds, her head fell from her body. However she had a strange look on her face. Tears fell from her eyes and she smiled sadly.

How could she not smile? Even if Lenin had killed her, her spell was already complete.

Whirr! Whirr!

The multicolored ball hovered in the air and vibrated vigorously.

"Hmm?"

Lenin watched it with curiousity. His eyes suddenly turned melancholic as he smiled and shook his head.

"This girl is as naive as ever."

Lenin raised his right hand gently and said; Break!

The magic dispersed. It seemed like a simply feet but if the Sovereign Lord saw this, he would spit blood five times over. This attack should be able to destroy the multiverse a few thousand times over. One could only imagine how powerful Lenin currently was.

Lenin sighed tiredly. The years of slaughter had taken a toll on him. He looked up and smiled.

"After all these years, after absorbing my sister's power it seems like I have enough power. Enough power to challenge that guy. The one above the Sovereign Lord.... The author himself!"

Even though Lenin wanted to challenge the being called The Author. Before that there was someone else who he needed to defeat. The first being the author created. The progenitor of their world. The vampire god, Rain Azaro D'Rudolf.