CHAPTER 8: DEFIANCE(1)

(AN: DECIDED TO CHANGE THE SKILL {{LIGHT CREATION}} TO {{CREATIONS OF LIGHT}}.. WHICH DESPITE LOOKING X.HETHE SAME HAVE A FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERENCE IN MEANING, AND I'M SURE YOU CAN ALREADY GUESS IT BUT, CREATION OF LIGHT, MEANS MAKING CONSTRUCTS OUT LIGHT KINDA LIKE THE GL, WHEREAS LIGHT CREATION, MEANS CREATING LIGHT...

ANYHOO, ENOUGH TALK, ENJOY)..

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"sis, I'm scared", a light whisper sounded in the room full of broken furnitures..

"don't be, don't be, big sis is here, nothing will happen" another voice replied..

"right, nothing" a third voice said....

"shouldn't we have gone out with those people who had wings who came and swept the area earlier?", the first voice replied,.. "Absolutely not... the look those men gave the women they rescued showed clearly that they wouldn't have a good ending, especially now that the world has gone to shit, with the survival of the fittest being the new rule" the second voice said vehemently

"Bad men" the third voice said..

"*chuckles*.. exactly.." the second voice replied

"alright, if big sis says so, I'll listen".. the first voice replied..

"exactly, don't worry, I'm here, whatever happens" the second voice continued in a loving tone..

"mmm" the first voice replied, before a heavy silence settled back in...

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{{CREATIONS OF LIGHT: LIMITED ONLY BY THE USER'S IMAGINATION, CREATE CONSTRUCTS OR VARIOUS CONCEPTS WITH LIGHT..}}

Simple and concise, that's the impression you get from the skill, it didn't state what influences it's damage output, simply stating that it's only limited by the user's imagination, and it's in this simplicity that it's ridiculousness comes from... few powers if any are as scary as that of the imagination, and a skill that gives the user the power to use the power of imagination wantonly, one can only imagine how dreadful it is...

It was this skill that Drago used, to utterly erase and demolish everything that is the existence of the strangers who's racial identity was shown to be that of the winged humans...

"sigh~, you were too rash Drago", White sighed, in exasperation, "what do you mean "too rash", worms should know never to talk back to someone on a higher plane of existence than them, they're lucky I let them off easy" Drago scoffed in disagreement.

"You misunderstood, I don't care bout their life or death, I'd have erased them as well, I mean, we should've asked them for the report they got in totality first, and the amount of people they've saved before wiping them out" White replied "well you should've said that earlier before the sword fell, so, it's your fault" Drago shrugged the responsibility,

Seeing as they were talking bout the life and death of others like it was something they held in palm of their hands, the dwarf, Edward, who at some point was hiding behind Apollo, gulped, his hands trembling in utter terror, seeing this, Apollo said "worry not, so long as you're with me, you should be safe,... probably" he shrugged at the end, not sure himself

"Probably?" Edward asked in dismay, "yep, just be sure you know when and when not to speak" Apollo replied, Nodding fervently, Edward couldn't help asking "milord, you know what race your brother is?" "oh, of course I do, he's my brother, if I didn't who would" Apollo replied with pride, like the race was his, "he's an arch-dragon or whatever".. "Oyyyy!! do not compare with those bunch of winged inferior copies of dragon and arch-human hybrids"..Drago snapped, seemingly insulted to be called an arch-dragon, he replied "I'm a golden arch-dragon.. key word "GOLDEN" don't you forget it"..

"Yea yea... whatever.. same diff" Apollo shrugged in unconcern,.."so you see there you have it" and finished explaining to Edward, who gulped in horror...

'Gol...Gold...GOLDEN ARCH-DRAGON!!!!!??????' he screamed in hysteria internally, and one couldn't blame him, it was already enough that he encountered a high null elemental and a True divine dragon on the first day, which could already count for all his life's luck, now you're telling him, he's met a GOLDEN ARCH-DRAGON!!? the very definition of the true rulers of the multiverse?? Each and every golden arch-dragon has jurisdiction over at least a few universes and would never let another spawn, but here he is, in the presence of such a terrifying power house!?

'IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!' he screamed internally before he's eyes rolled back and he fainted..

"Well it seems your racial identity is quite scary, he outright fainted" White said in amusement

"humph.... of course, I'm destined to be all powerful after all" Drago snorted in contempt,

"yes yes... whatever... let's get moving, let's find those people the pigeon winged fellows rescued" said White

"and why should we do that?" Apollo asked , visible displeasure on his face, seeing this, White replied "well you don't plan on doing everything yourself right? I mean it's a new world, a new age, and we can easily shape it in our image, besides, the food, the clothing, the weapons, the miscellaneous other stuff that will need to be done, you don't plan on doing all these by yourself no?" he asked in amusement, watching as disgust colored both Apollo's and Drago's faces.. clearly just the thought of doing these mundane tasks alone disgusted their very beings...

"You're right, a future emperor of the multiverse like me shouldn't engage in such degrading activities" Drago replied, meanwhile, ignoring what by now he realized is an innate arrogance and pride that's as natural as breathing for Drago, white continued "exactly, we'll need people, and need to start getting things arranged once we have enough people with enough diversity in powers to create something akin to an empire befitting our stature" White continued, showing that apparently he like his two siblings had pride and arrogance ingrained in him all be it he's is a bit more subtle..

"So we'll split up, you two go together and I'll go alone, that way, Drago you can keep an eye on Apollo and prevent him from razing everything and everyone"

"Sigh.. fine, troublesome activity"

after discussing a little more, they picked their directions, with Drago and Apollo picking the direction the winged humans came from, and White going opposite it...

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"Ohh, there's more over here" exclaimed Apollo, it's already been 6hours since they separated with Drago and Apollo already sweeping the surrounding kilometers clean, finding a veritable amount of stragglers, one thing of note is that the number of people looked drastically lower than what should've been, and that's because,

"Oh, good, him, him, him, her, her, them....."Drago pointed out several dozen people from the over a hundred they found in the building of which Apollo just uprooted it's roof, Drago said "they're the ones with potential who won't be a burden, you can burn down the rest", nonchalantly, he sentenced over half of them to death for being "burdens"

"But are you sure we should be doing this? I mean white said to help them, so wouldn't killing all the more useless ones upset him" Apollo asked, like he's been doing for a while now, showing clearly that the idea of Drago preventing Apollo from razing down everything seemed a bit pointless.

"I don't really care what white's on about, since I'm the one running this operation, I won't save mediocre people, although they're all mediocre, the extremely mediocre ones should just die" Drago replied with not an expression on his face, as if what he's done is the right and absolute correct thing to do, shrugging he's shoulders, Apollo did as told, and what followed was a rain or fire on death, on innocents and clueless people, who till their last breath could never guess that they died only because someone decided that they were of no use to him....

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(AN: MY CHAPTERS ARE GETTING A BIT LONG BUT CANT HELP IT... SHOULD BE ABLE DROP ANOTHER CHAPTER IN A FEW HOURS BUT LET'S SEE WHAT HAPPENS...

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