The Destroyer part 2

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Rimuru’s POV:

Suspended a few inches above a pile of lifeless bodies, I meditated, floating effortlessly in the air. These monsters—mindless and driven by instinct—had made the grave mistake of attacking me. It wasn’t entirely their fault; I wasn’t leaking any aura, making me appear as easy prey. But their error had cost them dearly, and now their lifeless forms littered the ground beneath me, a silent testament to the power I wielded.

Just as I was sinking deeper into my thoughts, a sudden voice called out, pulling me back to the present. "Master, it is time," the voice said, calm and full of reverence. I opened my eyes, golden orbs meeting the direction of the voice. Ciel stood there, my most loyal companion and partner, her presence as reassuring as ever.

Beside her, to her left, was Ignis, the Fire Dragon Lord I had named. His crimson eyes and red hair blazed with an inner fire, an aura of confidence and dominance radiating from him. His katana rested casually at his wrist, but the tension in his stance hinted at the raw power he held, barely contained. He embodied the very essence of his element—fierce, unyielding, and always ready to erupt.

On Ciel’s right was Frigidus, the Ice Dragon Lord I had named as well. His white hair flowed like snow, and his blue eyes were cold and calculating, a sharp contrast to the fiery presence of Ignis. A curved sword hung by his side, and his aura was as frigid as the ice he commanded, emanating a chill that seemed to freeze the very air around him.

As they approached, I gently descended from my meditative position, touching down in front of them. Without a word, they bowed deeply before me, a gesture of respect and submission that never failed to bring a smirk to my face.

"So, it’s time, huh?" I murmured, a grin spreading across my lips. The anticipation thrummed in my veins, a reminder that something significant awaited us.

With a simple thought, I opened a portal—a shimmering gateway that led directly to Big Brother’s garden atop God’s Mountain. The moment the portal materialized, Ciel returned to my soul, her physical form stored within the imaginary space, a sub-skill of my unique skill [Void]. It was a seamless process, one we had perfected over countless battles.

Ignis and Frigidus stepped forward, standing by my side as we crossed the threshold. The portal closed behind us, and we were greeted by the sight of Big Brother’s garden.

The garden was a masterpiece of nature and magic, a place where the beauty of creation was on full display. Verdant trees with leaves of every imaginable hue swayed gently in the breeze, their branches heavy with fruits that seemed to glow with an inner light. Flowers of all shapes and colors blanketed the ground, their fragrances mingling in the air to create a scent that was both intoxicating and calming. Streams of crystal-clear water wound through the garden, their surfaces reflecting the golden light that filtered through the canopy above. The entire garden radiated a serene energy, a testament to the care and attention that had gone into its creation.

But it wasn’t just the beauty of the garden that drew my attention. No, it was the figures who stood within it, the ones I had known for so long. Their auras were unmistakable, each one distinct yet somehow harmonizing with the others. This was the convergence of power, a gathering of the most formidable beings in existence.

As I took in the sight, a myriad of thoughts and emotions swirled within me. My journey had led me here, to this moment, where the past, present, and future would collide. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but I knew this was only the beginning. Whatever lay ahead, I was ready for it—ready to carve my path, to assert my dominance, and to ensure that my mark on this world would be remembered for eternity.

"Let’s see what the future holds," I thought to myself, my grin widening as I stepped forward, the garden and its inhabitants waiting for the next chapter to unfold.

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