PROLOGUE VOL. 2 Chapter 23: The Savior of the World*

That's right, the asterisk means what you think, you dirty-minded people. I use this chapter to practice future mature content. I want to clarify that I will NOT be writing s*x scenes of characters other than Diana and Edgar, in the future. 

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A smell of sulfur could be smelled throughout the atmosphere. The sky was red, and the land, once green, full of life, was now completely barren, giving us a feeling of death and desolation.

Winged demons were flying all over the area, bones of animals and humans were piled up in different places. Some even had rotting flesh on them, where the demons would feast.

The seas, once blue reflecting the sky, were now red, derived from the great blood that had flowed in them. Corpses were floating all over the place. The whole Earth now looked like a completely apocalyptic world.

In one area, where many bones were scattered, there was a golden throne, completely untouched by dirt, giving contrast to the horrible scene of the world.

On the throne sat a being that, although seated, could be seen to be at least 10 feet tall, with a robust and muscular body, covered by a large beige cloak. The only thing protruding from the cloak were his red hands, with sharp black nails and large horns protruding from his head.

A man was chained to that being, with only tattered rags covering his private parts. The man had a big beard, long hair full of dirt, clearly this man lacked a good bath. But what characterized him the most was the large claw-shaped scar on his left eye. His eyes, brown in color, had a look of complete despair and sadness at the image of his beloved planet.

"THEY PUT UP QUITE A FIGHT. BUT IN THE END, THEY SUCCUMBED TO ME. BUT YOU, YOU MAKE ME SO CURIOUS. I WONDER IF YOU REALLY ARE IMMORTAL"

Out of nowhere the being simply waved his hand and produced a small dark ball which he hurled towards the chained man. When the ball touched the man's body it completely destroyed it without leaving a trace of him.

However, out of nowhere, a phenomenon began to occur. Bones began to grow out of nowhere, then flesh began to grow. Slowly the man who had been reduced to nothingness, was now as if such an attack had never been received.

"OH. I WILL HAVE SO MUCH FUN PLAYING WITH YOU"

However, when the being wanted to produce another ball and throw it at the man, the sounds of bells were heard all over the planet.

"din, din, din, din, din"

"MMMM. I WOULD LIKE TO CONTINUE PLAYING WITH YOU, BUT I HAVE SOME NOT SO DEAR GUESTS THAT REQUIRE MY ATTENTION"

Out of nowhere, many spaceships materialized on the surface of the planet. From there, many parademons emerged and began to attack the winged demons roaming the planet. The scene started to become chaotic.

Then, a ship produced a light, and from it teleported a being that could only be described with the word 'powerful'.

Its large and muscular body was more than 3 meters tall, its skin was gray, and its dark blue armor only made it look more frightening, its evil aura only provoked respect and fear. The being had his arms crossed, and his look was one of indifference. As if nothing disturbed or bothered it. After all, for him, they were all mere insects.

This being only looked at the other seated being and quickly produced rays from its eyes that traveled in a zigzag pattern towards the seated being.

The seated being was not perturbed by this, and simply produced another ball of darkness from its hands, which it quickly threw to intercept the rays. When the ball and the rays touched, as if by magic, both attacks were simply destroyed, leaving no previous trace of said attacks.

"YOUR OMEGA BEAMS ARE JUST AS POWERFUL AS MY POWER OF DESTRUCTION, INTERESTING. I HAD HEARD YOU WERE STRONG DARKSEID. I AM PLEASED WITH WHAT I SEE. OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE BEEN UPSET IF THE FIGHT WAS OVER SO QUICKLY"

"YOU ARE VERY ARROGANT AS ALWAYS, TRIGON"

Out of nowhere the seated being stood up, taking off his cloak. A being with reddish and muscular skin could be seen. His hair was white, he had big horns on his head, but the most striking thing was his four yellow eyes, two pairs on each side. This was Trigon, a demon created for one purpose... to destroy.

"GOD OF DARKNESS VS DEMON OF DESTRUCTION. WHO WILL WIN? MANY UNIVERSES. MANY EVENTS. BUT THIS IS THE FIRST TIME WE FIGHT. DON'T DISAPPOINT ME"

Trigon smiled evilly, his blood boiling with excitement to fight this new god.

"MMMMM, I WILL PREVAIL. AS ALWAYS. BECAUSE I'M DEATH, I'M DESTRUCTION, I'M DARKSEID"

They both stopped talking and moved, at a speed that was not visible to the human eye. Fist to fist they collided creating strong earthquakes, tidal waves and blizzards. Volcanoes began to erupt, the earth began to split, the plate at the center of the earth began to destabilize.

One thing was clear, whoever won this fight, the Earth would be destroyed before they knew it.

The human in chains watched this with tears in his eyes. His beloved planet, his beloved earth, was being destroyed by these monsters.

"No, it's not supposed to be like this. It can't all end like this"

However, the human couldn't complain anymore when the earth, which had completely split due to the earthquakes of the tectonic plates, swallowed him up taking him into the abyss

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

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A man suddenly opened his eyes. Sweat was pouring down his face, while his heart rate was racing, his breathing also erratic. Then he began to try to breathe deeply and slowly to calm his nervousness. Gradually his breathing and rhythm returned to normal, the once nervous face had returned to a calculating and serious one.

'That dream again'

The man, whose dream had been completely interrupted, rose from his bed, revealing his completely naked body full of scars. On the bed, lying there, was a woman with mocha-colored skin, where the sheets could not help but cover her beautiful physical attributes.

The man went to his desk and picked up a bottle of wine, poured himself a glass, and slowly began to take large gulps. However, his mind was on the dream he had had, going over every detail, as if looking for clues or keys.

This was the general of Markovia, Vandal Savage, and the leader of The Light. And the first recorded metahuman on Earth. A Neanderthal, who, wandered in search of food, where, by divine grace or luck, he found a strange glowing rock.

His curiosity led him to approach the rock's energy. Thinking that perhaps it was food, he gulped down part of the rock, but this caused his body to absorb the energy, giving him powers.

This made him become an immortal, as his powers were super-regenerative. It also made him evolve, giving him a more advanced intelligence than his Neanderthal kind.

He did not consider himself a genius like others he had met. For his intelligence came from the experiences he had had over time.

Varied experiences where he was king, conqueror, warrior, thinker, philosopher, teacher, and many more.

-Kephren

-Julius Caesar

-Alexander the Great

-Genghis Khan

-Black Beard

-Jack the Ripper

-And even Adam, the first man on earth.

He was called by many names throughout history. Leaving his mark completely on it in various matters.

"Bad dream again?" a velvety voice interrupted his thoughts. Mocha-colored arms encircled his muscular back.

"Yeah, I guess I won't be able to sleep anymore, I don't feel tired anymore" Vandal replied.

"Oh, I have a good idea what we can do to tire you out" Zazzala smiled lasciviously at Vandal's words. Pushing him onto the bed, she mounted him.

"Let me do everything, you don't worry my general" Zazzala put his meat on her core and began to ride him. Her hips moved, in a slow but marked rhythm, trying to generate the most pleasure for her beloved. Moans began, coming out of her mouth, as she felt the flesh slap against her walls.

"mmm ahh, conquer me my general, NO, My king" Vandal grabbed her juicy ass and began to set a faster pace. Zazzala began to scream louder due to the sheer pleasure she felt.

However, although Vandal's actions were of dominance, his mind was oblivious to this carnal pleasure. He kept thinking about that dream and all that it entailed.

Something strange had happened to him just as the invasion happened. After that day, he started having these dreams. At first they were every 6 months, then every other month, then every month. This made him wonder if this was a calling for him.

He had been a king. He had been a warrior. He had been a philosopher. But he had never been a savior.

Perhaps this was his purpose. He always thought he was lucky to find the stone that gave him his powers. But now he knew better. This was for a greater purpose. This was his calling.

He would be the savior of the world.

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