The dragon's harem

Divine power depends strongly on faith and belief. The stronger a believer’s faith is, the more divine power they can draw from their god. But unlike what people think, that feeling of faith must be mutual. It isn’t hard for a mortal to have faith in a god, but for a god to have faith in a mortal, that’s near impossible.

The deeper and stronger a paladin’s faith becomes, the more their god starts to believe in them, and the more faith he’ll have in them to finish their duties. The more they’ll become that god’s champion.

The stronger that mutual feeling of faith grows, the stronger the link between the god and their champion would be, allowing more power to be circulated.

Arad knows Kali’s power well. He had seen her rinse the world once before. To him, she is the true definition of a god, of a divine being with so much incomprehensible and unfathomable power to deserve being called a true goddess. What is the being that could command destruction itself if not a god?

The same goes for Kali. She probably knows Arad’s power better than everyone else. She can take on his best, and overall, she is his wife. She has more faith in him, faith that he can twist the world that the link between them had grown so strong, so hot, and so blindingly bright that the world couldn’t endure looking at them.

The methodical and calculated game of chess that he was playing with Damnation was set ablaze as the horde of demons threw everything into chaos.

Destruction is the herald of the end, and he’ll use that to end this meaningless slow struggle. The end of the present is just the beginning of the future and the start of something new.

Destruction is the end and the beginning, the harbinger of change and bearer of hope.

The endless flood of demons drowned the city streets and ripped the Lava Spawns apart with their harrowing fangs and claws. By the order of Arad and the will of Kali, they did their best to avoid plowing the city to the ground, but still, many buildings were toppled down from chaotic battles waged beneath them.

Arad flew over the demons’ hordes like a beacon of light, washing them in Kali’s divine radiance, healing their wounds, and destroying the Lava Spawns.

Arad had called upon destruction to fall on Damnation’s Lava Spawns, and that destruction had responded, carried by an endless tide of harrowing demons; the horrors of the abyss were set loose in a chaotic, unholy, divine crusade.

Tempo watched as hundreds of thousands of demons kept flowing out of the shattered space. The other Titans also watched in horror. Some of them had lived for untold eons, but none had seen such a horrific sight, the power of a god being summoned onto the mortal world.

No wonder that woman was so tall and majestic, as expected of a paladin of destruction and one that managed to turn into an angel.

Hearing the gut-wrenching cacophony of the demons’ howls and moans as they ripped the searing hot Lava Spawns to pieces, the Titans were certain of their victory. The Lava Spawns are going to be destroyed as their enemy is destruction itself.

One of the commanders approached Tempo and stood beside him, watching the chaos horde in silence. “I don’t mean to be rude, Your Majesty. But how in the hell did you find her?”

“It’s a long story. You’ll hear it later. For now, get the soldiers ready to charge forward. We’ll follow the demons from a safe distance and expand the liberated territory after them.” He pointed at the front of the demon horde where Arad was flying and sowing chaos.

“It was a slow battle, a tactical war, but now she threw everything into chaos and drowned the battlefield in madness. All tactics are meaningless, but we have an advantage since we’re basically two separate groups.” Tempo smiled, and the commander realized what he meant.

“That monster Damnation is on her own. While the demons fight the Lava Spawns, we can freely move and claim our land.” He then immediately rushed out to prepare.

Of course, Tempo knew what Arad wanted well. Arad didn’t expect his demons to kill all of the Lava Spawns. Killing them all is meaningless. What Arad wanted to do was create a massive enough distraction to sneak into the throat of the Volcano deep inside the obsidian tower.

This mad chaos horde was nothing but a part of Arad’s master plan. While a dragon’s actions might look chaotic and mindless to mortals, they are, in fact, far from that. Dragons are cunning planners, devious beasts that pride themselves in their intellect as much as their power.

As Arad’s Angel of Destruction put a front to show Damnation the horrors of the abyss, Arad’s second incarnation snuck through the chaos and slipped into the obsidian tower.

Arad unleashed his Void Presence and ran across the streets as a tiny, three-meter-tall human. Even at such a small size, his speed far surpassed the Demons and Spawns waging a world-ending war above his head.

In every direction that Arad looked, he could see thousands and thousands of mountain-sized demons and Lava Spawns spilling blood and guts everywhere. The sweet smell of charred flesh, the painful sound of cracking bones, the splatter of molten stone on the ground, and the roars of glory and pain. He was nothing but a small bug hiding in the shadows of those horrors, and while masked by his Void Presence on top of that, even the gods might not have a chance of spotting him.

Even with his own power being more harrowing than any of those Demons or Titans could dream of, he still found it terrifying to watch them clash. Arad understood better than anyone that this was merely the start. He has to liberate countless worlds, and now, trying to liberate one kingdom has turned into such a chaotic mess.

Is there a world that could survive a war like this on a global scale? Billions of horrors stomping the ground, plowing the whole world and erasing all life from its surface.

He just hopes that by the time he ventures to a new world to liberate, he’ll have enough power and Void Creatures to be able to do it.

And with that thought, he flew into the obsidian tower.