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A New Life, Beyond Realms: Tensura x Overlord

Being reincarnated by a couple of God-like being, Silviana finds herself on the world of Tensura. In the forest of Jura she comes to join Rimuru and his nation. Little does she know that in a desert somewhere in the world some evil force has appeared, a force from a 'game' called Yggdrasil... Join Silviana in her new life as she tries to live a better life than she experienced in her last. Join her on her exploration and discovery of the truths of reality and the current situation of the world.

Alex_Simmonds · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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It's Raining Angels, Hallelujah!

*DADADADADADADADADADADADA*

Railgun rounds ignited in the middle of the air as the smooth angelic feathers of angels began to float down onto the city of Tempestus. Screams and roars filled the sky as the blaring trumpets of a burgeoning apocalypse kaleidoscopically shone down upon the land in multi-faceted hues. Screeches of wyverns and various other forest creatures sounded as winged creatures met lesser Angels in furious combat. 

A sword of pure fire, wreathing the entirety of the sky slashed down onto the top of a shadow barrier that continued to swallow many angels of varying types, sin-laden golden glows of pure greed sundering out from the entry points of said angels as they disappeared. Space cracked as the very reality around it wept in terror at its presence. Eerie growls of the space in between spaces spilled out freely as Unique skills bathed everything over the top of the shadow barrier in 'holy' hatred.

 Standing underneath the shield, Yuna, Silviana and Rimuru stood, watching the beautiful firework display of the enemy attacks. Rainbow colours also flickered along the shadow as fire churned through several angels, petrification dropped them from the sky like hail and the force barrier rebuffed them into acidic hell. Magicules seeped off of Silviana like a tidal wave as the sheer effort of keeping the shield maintained was equivalent to casting five wish spells every minute... With the help of Mammon Morgoth, this cost was mitigated as the magicules of enemies were consumed... But it was still insane. 

"Silviana. We will have to face them, stop now and conserve your power."

Rimuru spoke rather softly to me as I strained under the weight of the shield. Ancalagon was very powerful, but it could only deal with so much... Numbers made a lot of difference for the enemies assault.

"Yuna, I am glad that you teleported all of our forces back, but now I need you to kill the Seven Origin Angels."

"FUCK YEAH...! I will fucking consume them and their skills..."

Excitement turned to utter hatred and revulsion as steely resolve and mettle resolved on her face. Her massive sword was drawn from her back as Rimuru glanced off into the far distance where a golden glow of massive power began to stream through the sky amidst the mechanical hymn of airships and various machines. The Eastern Empire was coming to deal with us, and it seemed they were not playing by the rules anymore.

"Rimuru..."

"I know, I will deal with the Emperor. CIEL!" 

A female version of himself teleported beside him as her form shifted inside of his, the massive power contained within him being equivalent to the output of the sun for several minutes. Gods were beyond powerful usually, but this was just a representation of a fragment of Veldenava's power... It terrified me but also gave me hope for our predicament.

Rimuru grew bat wings and zoomed off into the distance in a massive gout of speed, his form slinking out from the shield whilst eating entire swathes of angels. Beelzebub was terrifying in power as souls were consumed in microseconds amidst his fast pace... Given the rate at which he was eating he would probably evolve to the Demonic Overlord soon.

*KRAKOOM*

Splinters formed in the shadow shield as cracks fractured outward, flame pouring through in small droplets of flame. Darkness succumbed to the radiant flames of Feldway's Sword. Dressed in black armour and the whitest robes he stood like a divinely powered sentinel amidst the embers of his attack and the beginning of Armageddon. Around him were six other figures... Dino, the 'fallen' angel... Garasha, Lord of Glory... Pico, Lord of Rigor...Cornu, Of the Otherworld...Obera, Lord of Salvation...Zalario, Lord of Retribution...

"Yuna. Take the six. I will take on Feldway."

"Gotcha! I'll consume all of them and help you straight away sis."

'God' level armour adorned all of the figures as the sheer force of their presence brought the sound of the trumpets of apocalypse closer to the city proper. Fire rained down only to be smothered by magics cast by soldiers, bullets raining up into the massive roiling crowd of angels that began to swoop down, golden blood falling alongside their previous owner's bodies. Rail gun rounds properly obliterated angels of the throne level now as the shield technology surrounding the island began to whir into action, razor blades of light crisscrossing its exterior, like an active chainsaw. 

The sky crooned as stairs began to emerge from behind the 7 figures, more angels soaring down in a dive as explosions rocked the sky. My vision picked up the sheer devastation that was being cause by the monumental amount of spells and skills being used.

'Enough... I can't hold back anymore... Feldway is at Guy's level and his subordinates can fight Diablo one on one. No longer can I afford to hold back.'

|Let me begin a dirge then...|

'Please...'

 🎶Beneath iron skies, we march alone,

Where shadows writhe and tempests moan...🎶

My trench coat was replaced by the death shroud of my Mammon Morgoth Ultimate, the scythe of GREED and DEATH clasped in my clammy hands as shadow wreathed around my form, shining small motes of golden dust amidst their darkest depths. 

🎶Each step a vow, each breath a toll,

The drums of fate, they claim their toll.🎶

Qi cloaked my figure as my Asura Cultivation fully activated, my aura booming through multiple power levels, my ten tails shooting out from my tailbone. Wings of fey descent fanned out amongst my long flowing silver hair. Fox ears poked ominously out from my head, small fangs extending from my mouth in almost feral nature. My irises and sclera became bright gold and pink among my other changes. BLOOD, MAGIC, CARBON, SOUND, AUROROA, FAE, MYTHALLAR, DARK MATTER, PARADOX... All fluttered around me as my full powers came to bear.

🎶Echoes fade as hope descends,

In blood and dust, all honour bends.

By steel and flame, by wrath and cry,

One last fight, or here we lie.🎶

I waved my right hand before me and simply removed the distance factor between me and my foe. Step. A single step brought me before him as all of the sky applauded with tempests of unimaginable size. I clapped and nullified sound for his subordinates as Yuna stabbed one through the stomach in a surprise attack, all of their attention focused upon me. Pinkish aura surrounded the angel as Yuna got 'chonk' on her soul and powers. Pico, was the first to die.

🎶Hollow hearts and gazes cold,

We press through fire, fierce and bold.

To realms unknown, we make our way,

In silent hymn to endless gray.🎶

A head would have rolled from Yuna's attack, but it never happened as even the angel's body was consumed by Asuran Cultivation. Magicules exploded from Yuna as I moved my left hand forwards towards Feldway, his cold gaze unphased by the seeming death of his comrade.

|Blessed be the god of DEATH... Forever shall they look over us...|

"You have no idea what you are doing."

"Stop speaking."

My left hand raked towards him as Dark Matter created hundreds of small blackholes that slashed out into his form... And dispersed. Scowling in anger at the failed attack I did the next best thing, tried to disassemble him from the inside out. Carbon, was torn into, except, there wasn't any in his body or on his body. His life was not created around Carbon.

"I shall not speak then. It seems you will have to suffer daddies belt..."

A spear of pure light collapsed onto me only to be obliterated by my reaper's shroud, which ate it and turned all of the magicules over to me. Hanging in mid air we were only a metre away from one another, his body in a relaxed if defensive posture as my own was tensed and ready for conflict to break out properly in seconds. Blinking his eyes one last time, he disappeared. Looking around I couldn't see him to my right or left, only to look down and find his sword halfway through a stab into my right thigh.

Activating Hermes my speed obliterated his own. In slowed time i repositioned, my scythe being grasped by both of my hands now. Black shadow leaked off of every inch of the weapon as the sounds of clinking gold pierced the enforced silence. Arching my shoulders and arms I drove it downwards in spite, my anger and fury channelling into this strike with untold fury.

"...Oof..." This was the only sound coming from him as my scythe dove into his chest inch after inch. Golden blood oozed out for a singular fraction of a microsecond before being sucked back into the wound and my scythe being forced out. Aggravation sundered out of his eyes like a tempest all its own, his sword whipping out to the side as heaven's light encompassed it. No words were said, no phrases traded... Simply the screeching of wind as blades moved through the atmosphere in speeds beyond sound.

Clouds tore open as his blade slashed at my throat, blood draining from it for less than a second as my healing kicked in. Flicking my empty left hand, golden chains invisibly emerged surrounding him and flicking towards him like a scorpion's pincers. His three sets of wings flapped down with mighty force, enough to blow away several trees, his form dodging each strike as his holy light began to burn away at the sin. Feeling frustration from the fails I turned to the one advantage that the angels held as of now, numbers. 

'I cannot deal with you at this exact moment... But your forces... Heh!'

Wraiths of pure white and black crawled out from shadows across the entire horizon, buildings below, clouds and even Feldway's very own shadow. Life force was syphoned away in the millions of years below me as angel's life spans were quickly being sieved towards me through my skill's power. My cultivation rose steadily as my stats began to skyrocket. This was when I noticed the crack in the Seraph's chest, where my scythe had struck beforehand... It wasn't healing and beyond that, the holy light rejected it entirely, as if it were not a part of his being anymore.

'Spectral Severance!'

|That scythe is busted...|

"Ah... You can wound me properly. This, will, be, fun!" His face changed from its emotionless gaze to a more depraved and demented one, as if his emotions had been turned 180 and his senses were now exited at the prospect of gaining pleasure from combat.

"N-nope! Stay away you creepy bitch!"

I phased from reality for a few moments as he passed through me in an attempted tackle, my form re-emerging from the fugue plane I had transferred to for a second. I threw my scythe end over end at him as my hands were clasped together in concentration.

'Blue, Red, Black... Combined with concepts of death, severance and spatial destruction.'

'Eat this spear, you sick fuck!'

The scythe sliced and diced into his wings as a spear of indescribable colour apparated from in-between my hands and slammed into his back. 

"UUUURGHHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!" Froth and spittle spat from his mouth as the wounds in his back were rejected from the healing. The magic then followed the scythe by gooping over him like a liquid and burning into ever inch of his skin, severing everything that it came into contact with. Including his magicules.

"BITCH!"

Fear surged through me as pink and purple swept out from him, his subordinates unnaturally twitching and shambling in their flight despite Yuna stabbing and striking at them harrowingly. Unease and disgust began to pool in my gut and mind as the pink felt wrong on an existential level. As if the entire contents of a city's sewers had just been exposed to my senses and body all at once. It was so bad that I could even feel slithers of outside force and intent trying to peer into my mind and infect it.

"YUNA! KILL THEM! KILL THEM ALL NOW...! IF WE DON'T, WE DIE!"

"Got'cha!"

Gritting my teeth in pure existential horror and survival I pushed out the influence and lashed out with all of my power, including Ancalagon, magic, essence, concepts, dream dragon eyes, my tails and every ounce of the magicules I had access to.

"FUCK! OFF! THE WARP IS NOT WELCOME...!"

Light... Radiated like a sun from around me as all I could see was white. Adjacent to what I thought I had seen when I reincarnated after dying on Earth.

...

~Hello daughter!~

~Sup, my little girl...!~

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