Chapter 2: Chapter: 2 - Guy Crimson
10,000 Before Rimuru (BC)
(Third Person POV)
A large chunk of time has passed and it has brought with it change both in hell and the Cardinal World, in this time Rouge or now known as Guy Crimson was summoned by a human of a decent standard and was asked to destroy a nation, he carried the contract out but also destroyed the nation of the man who summoned him.
Guy became the first Demon Lord and resided in the Ice Continent toward the north, though it was after a battle with a few True Dragons. He set his sights on the first True Dragon Veldanava and was sorely beaten, through this exchange he was made the "mediator" of the Cardinal World and was expected to keep the balance of power in check.
After his thorough beating by Veldanava he ended up confronting his little sister Velzard the White Ice True Dragon, they both fought to a stalemate and created the Ice Continent from which he would observe and rule.
Over time It became apparent that he had to do everything himself and was becoming annoying to deal with so he decided to get maids, Bleu and Vert were perfect candidates and seemed that they wanted revenge since of the big talk he spoke in hell but he really wanted Incolore to fill his maid spot, it was more to his pride that he now had the chance to beat her and she could end up serving him.
With that, he carried out his plan and subdued both Bleu and Vert by killing them until they submitted which they did after a surprisingly long amount of time, after sending them to the Ice Continent he gave Velzard and Veldanava a way of watching his fight with his elder sister in a way.
The stipulation was that if Incolore beat Guy Veldanava would name her and give her a place alongside Guy and critically wound Guy's pride, if he won she would become his senior maid ahead of Bleu and Vert and restore or rather cement his position as strongest in the demon race.
"Alright see-ya Velda and Velzard~ this shouldn't take long…" the red-haired demon said as he used spatial travel to instantly teleport to hell.
"Big bro I bet ya he loses!" the teenage-looking girl says looking at her brother who is also in a human form.
"It would be pretty funny," the blue-haired man says looking at the large crystal ball observing what Guy is currently seeing.
(Incolore (Nevera) POV)
It seemed that my theory on time passing was true to some extent, 15,000 years and I started losing track after 3,000 or 4,000. I made peace with all of the other Primordials during this space of time except for the retched "Guy Crimson", he kept challenging me every few centuries and it got old real fast.
Noir while usually, an aloof character was nice to chat with though he can be pretty sadistic then again we all are, he was one of the few people I can call a friend, we spared a fair bit but was not nearly as intense as Rouge given each time we met he tried to kill me.
The demoness trio were 2 thirds annoying to deal with and 1 third acceptable to deal with, I rarely encounter them now as they are well aware of the power hierarchy of hell now. Blanc was a nice change of pace from Noir when the moment called for it and became an acquaintance of sorts.
Bleu and Vert were fine but as they rarely got along it ended in fights not long after which caused a few deaths on their part, I like to think I took the role of an older sister but seemed to be doing an abysmal job at managing these excentric demons.
I also built myself a castle in hell which I stay at pretty much the entire time, I am accompanied by my only subordinate thus far and he acted like a butler for me. The demon was already at the level of an Arch-Demon one step below Primordials like me, I even have a name picked out for him once I find a suitable time to make it to the Cardinal World.
I was currently sleeping inside a lavishly decorated room and even though I never require sleep it was always a habit that I never got rid of and I am glad because it's great, though when you are interrupted by GUY FUCKING CRIMSON not so much.
Yes, I have just been notified that my castle was currently under siege by that red-haired moron, but then again it might be my own fault for being seriously strong.
"Nevera-Sama, Rouge is currently making his way through the castle what should I do?" my butler asked.
"Nothing my butler just let me deal with this pest," I said irked at the situation.
"By your will Nevera-Sama," he said before cutting the thought communication.
Only my butler recognises or even knows I possess a name and he is strictly forbidden from telling anyone unless I give the all-clear. I made my way to the throne room… yes a throne room… SHUT UP ITS COOL!
I take a seat on the throne and it doesn't take long before the red-haired buffoon comes waltzing through the large door, along with him is his signature irritating smile plastered across his stupid face.
"Yooo what's up? If you're wondering why I am here, it is because I am going to fight and beat you and when I do you will be my maid," he says gaining an even bigger smile than before, seemingly he is confident due to the fact he achieved the evolution of Devil King.
The wine glass that I was holding at the time buckled under the pressure of my grip, it was the reaction to his unbridled confidence and stupidity. Though I quickly regained my composure and gained a massive grin on my face which seemingly unnerved him slightly.
"Fine, I'll entertain your childish endeavour but if I win… you and those who serve you will serve me from here onwards!" I said getting off the throne and making my way to him.
"HAHAHAHA! You think you can beat me now, haha that's cute fine I accept!" he says snapping his fingers and erecting a barrier to stop any damage to the surroundings.
This match-up is leaning in Rouge's favour before any of us have even lifted a finger toward the other. I at this moment am a Demon Peer, not a Devil King which is the supposed peak of all demons and only needs a few requirements for a Primordial to meet before it is assured. A name, body and initial evolution are necessary for the possibility of a Devil King to come about, Guy Crimson has fulfilled these requirements while I am 2 thirds of the way there as I have both body and name already acquired.
To achieve the other objective I need to meet the terms of the Harvest Festival, this allows the person undergoing the evolution to ascend to a True Demon Lord and not just one using it as a moniker. 100,000 souls are needed to satiate the Harvest Festival allowing the seed to sprout, at the time of this fight I have a record of 57,923 souls meaning I need another 42,077 before the transformation is possible.
The advancement gives the person the possibility of reaching the peak of powers when it comes to skills, the Ultimate Skill is a long-coveted desire for Rouge to obtain and has always had an interest in them. Now at the time of this fight, he has obtained the Ultimate Skill Lucifer Lord of Pride, and unfortunately from my knowledge of the last 15,000 years and previous short life, I don't fully know what intricacies the skill hides, most I am aware there is an element of copying other skills though he has to see them being used.
Thankfully my Unique Skill Strengthening is mostly hidden as it takes a more passive role when fighting but is equally as deadly given the correct circumstances.
"CALAMITY CLAW!" Rouge shouts rushing in for his first deadly strike, he is much faster than previously hitting me directly in the face and launching me a variable distance hitting the green barrier he erected previously.
"You are so much weaker than I remember Incolore~" he teases walking over to me as I try to get up from his powerful blow. With his greater strength registering my sub-skill kicks into overdrive syphoning the energy from the blow.
This is the effect of Power Guard as it takes the force from attacks and fuels a barrier. In contrast, a smaller percentage of the taken energy is sent to another sub-skill, that one is called gain which takes the percentage passed on through Power Guard and allows me to assimilate it into my very being, this means I need to draw the fight on long enough for the percentage to make up the difference in sheer strength. Still, I will stop at nothing to win this encounter.
"NUCLEAR BLAST!" Rouge shouts throwing various large energy blasts in my direction hitting the barrier Power Guard made, I unsheathe my great sword adorning my back and begin fighting back.
I dash forward under cover of the blast and engage in close combat with Rouge.
"Tsk, piss off you colourless bitch!" the red-haired demon snaps engaging her with his sword, Rouge is skilled in swordplay but doesn't come close to Incolore's mastery over numerous arts many being totally alien to even him.
I managed to connect with numerous hits in swordplay but was swatted away after Rouge realised he would lose if this continued, he knocked me away with superior strength and began releasing devastating columns of nuclear magic.
"DEATH STREAK!" Rouge screamed launching his favourite nuclear attack, the attack was much stronger than when I fought him prior to his evolution making it impossible to evade.
"NAPALM BURST!" he shouts launching a scorching attack and knocking me even further back into the barrier, never have I experienced pain to this horrifying degree, anything I tried to do was swatted away and… I was genuinely thinking about submitting, he was too strong for me at the moment.
"Khak Khak!!" I began spitting or coughing up blood, I could see Rouge's face as he began strutting toward me with his prideful smirk plastered on his smug face.
"Now submit and I might even treat you better than you think~" he teases putting his boot on my head and pressing it to the ground.
"I WON'T SUBMIT TO THE LIKES OF YOU!!" I shouted with all I had activating my final trump card.
"FISTS OF ARMAGEDDON!!" I shout activating the third and final sub-skill contained in my Unique Skill, a shock wave explodes from under Rouge's foot sending him hurtling toward his barrier.
"HAHAHA, so you have been holding back on me this whole time? I will make you regret that after I beat you!" Rouge says seeing the massive power boost I have now gained. Fists of Armageddon is a trump card and I have never used it thus far, no foe has needed so much extra power to vanquish.
I dash toward Rouge at light speed sending punches at all vital areas and directly affecting his spiritual body leaving zero time to breathe, Rouge shocked he is being pushed back whilst she is using those ethereal fists notice he needs to end this battle fast.
"TIME STOP!" Rouge shouts halting the proceedings, he isn't surprised when Incolore cannot move in during this period. Guy draws his sword out and begins dismembering all of her limbs save for her head.
Legless and Armless he is aware she should no longer prove to be a threat but he keeps his guard up on the off chance she has something up her sleeve.
A dreadful feeling washed over me as I was covering Rouge in spiritual punches, I didn't think I would be beaten when using this part of my Skill but it appeared I was wrong. It only felt like a moment, one I was punching Rouge the next… I am limbless, I only realised now he probably used some form of Time Manipulation, Velzard is a likely candidate as to who he learned it from.
Injustice… is what this world is filled with, people exploiting others to benefit themselves, people with no honour or code, and people cheating and exploiting other people's fairness. No more, I WILL RID THE WORLD OF INJUSTICE!!
[ Confirmed. "Ultimate Skill - Adikia Goddess of Injustice "… successfully acquired. ]
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