Cure Elim Los Malavar was having a nice rest upon a great balcony of sorts in the mountains of Trist. This mountain range spanned across the continent dividing it into two great segments. Although it was barren, many creatures of all shapes and sizes called it home. From the diligent dwarfs to the frost giants, and the dragons.
This mountain range was standing in the way of the ever advancing demon hordes of the East. Cure Elim blinked as he awoke from his slumber.
"Hmm, the air. It has changed a lot since my last skirmish."
The smell of brimstone and smoke permeated the air, giving it a faint tint of grey.
"Hmm, whoever dares to intrude upon my domain? Have they forgotten their place?! Stupid mortals! I will show you!.. I will show you that you were right to fear!"
He roared mightily as he took flight from the cliff. An enormous shadow passed through the sky as he took aim at his destination. He flew to the area from where the pollution was spreading.
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A great battle was taking place upon the clearing, which would be later known as Katze-plains. Thousands upon thousands of beast-men, and demi-humans were locked in mortal combat.
Behind the demi-humans the demons gave orders, the lower ranking ones even joining the struggle. Bones shattered, limbs were severed, and flesh was rended. The horrors of battle was full on display.
The dreadful battle quickly took its toll upon its participants. Though the demons and demi-humans had the advantage, the other side did not relent. They made up for their disadvantage in numbers with sheer brutality. Both sides had great losses and yet the battle carried on.
A mighty roar shattered the sky as a huge white dragon descended upon the battlefield. Some instantly recognized the new arrival, others not, but all had dumbfounded expressions upon their faces.
Some of the demi-human fell to one knee in fear and subservervience, for this was a Dragon lord. One of the strongest beings that ruled over all thing, no questions asked.
The long neck of the dragon nimbly carried the beast's head so it could oversee all of the plain like a serpent swaying it's head, prepared for a strike.
The entire battle halted, even the savage and mindless demons froze in their track when they heard the beast's terrible, guttural voice.
"Enough, know your place vermin!"
A powerful wave spread across the field as every single beast-men, demi-human, and any other intelligent species present fell to their knees. Even the mindless beast recognized when their life was threatened. Many of the lower class monsters fled the site.
Something strange cut through the air, when a noise was heard.
A clap,
Then again,..
A clap,
Again and again, more and more applause was heard, the Dragon lord confused, elevated his sight so he could see that in the sky a peculiar demon was floating, supported by his dark red veined wings.
"Not bad, not bad. How about you join forces with me?" Said the demon with a smirk on his face.
"With strength like yours I could even make you a coordinator in my army, so what say you?"The demon carried on, while he made a welcome gesture, his grin spreading ever wider on his visage.
The giant body of the dragon shook. The demon coordinators had mistook if as fear. Considering their commander's might it was a logical conclusion after all. Creepy smiles decorated their faces as they rubbed their palms in excitement. Then, their body froze.
"How dare, HOW DARE THIS WEAKLING REFER TO ME WITHOUT MY TITLE?! BLASPHEMY! I have to calm down and not jump to conclusions, maybe he is a clown of sorts. Yes, that makes sense, considering his carefree attitude. After all the world always kept changing, maybe it is a new trend of sorts... Then again, I am killing that vermin one way or another for disturbing my rest."
"Ha, haha-hah.. AHAh ah-ah-hah-ah." A forced laugh shook the ground, before the beast opened its mouth allowing those present to gaze at his rows of razor sharp teeth.
"Now – now, jester. I didn't think that lower creatures like you had such humour. I might even spare you." Just you wish.
"Oh? You think I am funny? Don't worry you overgrown lizard, I'll show your place soon enough. At my boots that is."
"Really now? Aha-ha-ha-h. Then come, let me show you what true power is!"
"Such a shame, I could have used you as a captain, or even as the 5th coordinator, sadly I do not have anymore time to kill. So this is goodbye."
"What is this idiot thinking? Does he really think he can take me on? ME?!" Elder Coffin Dragon lord roared in his head, as an array of wild magic spells ran through his mind, wondering with which to end the pathetic existence before him.
Before he could come up with an answer a black void encompassed his being threatening to swallow him whole, should he not active his defense. He didn't waste a moment as he cast Wild magic: Soul steal on the demon.
To his dismay demons had no soul and thus his spell was rendered useless. Or was it? Hundreds of souls rushed to him, as the demi-human soldiers collapsed having their soul taken. Feeling the newly acquired power coursing through his veins he flashed a toothy grin as he kicked himself to the air before savagely swiping at his opponent with his claws.
The demon took the hits surprisingly well, however that would not last long as suddenly something indescribable happened.
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The world lost its colors and the demon halted its movement as he looked around. The dragon though feeling something wasn't right kept on with his advances until when he felt a dark aura. An aura so dark, evil and powerful that his own presence felt like a spark in comparison to the blazing inferno of pure energy, that surrounded the mysterious being.
He backed away from the demon and took up a defensive position as he saw the figure slowly walking towards them on the horizon. Said figure was far away, even with his superior eyesight he couldn't distinguish much, other than the fact, that the new arrival held a golden staff in his right hand, and was garbed in priceless cloth.
Closer inspection revealed that he wore an intricate black gown adorned with invaluable gems that projected their magical might even from such a distance. He still didn't even enter the plain! Then as his eyes zoomed in, he felt something, something dark and terrifying, as the being raised its head and met his gaze with a burning stare of hatred. The white skull had a grin etched onto its unusually long surface as suddenly the being disappeared and the colors returned to the world.
The Demon God and the Dragon lord looked at each other shivering, as they recalled the feeling of total helplessness in the face of absolute power. Their battle did not continue after that, however both took separate ways as they thought hard on how to escape that mysterious figure.
Though they thought of him as a mystery, it was clear to them. It was obvious what they had seen. Death had given them a warning, a warning that should they continue on doing whatever they were doing displeasing him in the process, it would mean a gruesome end for them.
Elder Coffin Dragon Lord hid in the mountain range, where he started a new research into the mysterious being, as well as power. He thought hopefully, if only he could obtain that power for himself.
The Demon God leading the conquest had gathered his coordinators and called the battle off. While his enemies were cheering he thought at the back of his mind. "Just you wait, one day... One day, when that being is gone, I will... I will return." He along with his army of demons disappeared that day.
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The remaining demi-human army was quickly overwhelmed, and turned to flee. The beast-men and the coalition of intelligent species won the battle that day. To this day the exact cause of the withdrawal of the demon commander remains shrouded in mysteries.
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When Death Walked the World
Aventura(AU) Momonga arrives first in the new world. How will he change the course of history? Will the name of Ainz Ooal Gown forever be one of despair or one of hope? Read to find out!
