The dragon's harem

Resting on his throne, Euri looked forward with a tired face, too old to care anymore. It has been over two thousand years here- time flows too fast in this small world.

He had escaped here to buy time and prepare, but he didn’t expect to get this much time. It is all thanks to finding this world that links to Qliphoth instead of Yggdrassil.

In those past two thousand years, he had built a whole kingdom, raised many armies, and founded a whole magical empire that all hated and lusted for the blood of the great dragon. Those devils he raised here, all of them wanted nothing more than to slay the ancient foe of the founder of their empire.

Euri fed off hatred, so he knew he would have a huge advantage. Arad would come to him with hatred in his heart, and his people hated Arad as well. This place was the best arena for Euri to flex his curse.

But, even with all of this power, Euri wasn’t sure he could defeat Arad, because no matter how much he planned, he couldn’t even begin to imagine Arad falling.

For this world that he built, the apocalypse was coming quickly. He could sense Arad’s hatred sniffing around for him in the hells; they’ll soon arrive, in a few years at best.

That’s why he prepared even further, getting his people to hide and start living underground, safe from any sudden attack from Arad. Euri’s contact with Arad might’ve been short, but he had figured him out the best.

Arad won’t care; he was a dragon. Euri was his enemy, and he would lead his armies to slay him. Arad would retaliate with even greater malice; he would rip Euri’s army from its roots.

Arad had once blown Vlad’s kingdom into ash without a care; he didn’t even consider whether they had innocent slaves locked up in there or not. You can’t hide behind hostages or morals when dealing with a dragon, let alone Arad.

Arad’s arrival in Euri’s world would signal its end, and Euri would be the only one alive afterward if he managed to kill Arad. But he still needed those devils, those people, to survive long enough for him to feed off their hatred and face Arad. He needed them to keep cursing Arad until their last breath.

The armies were ready, mainly focused on survival, anti-gravity magic, and binding spells to keep Arad in one place. Euri himself had grown powerful in the past two thousand years. It might’ve been just a few days outside, but here, he had made progress. Arad would have a nasty surprise waiting for him.

Euri was a mere half-devil, half-titan; now, he is a full devil titan that is several tens of kilometers tall, immortal, all-powerful, and nothing short of a god ruling over his world. He can easily snuff out all of the monsters living in the Storm Titan’s mountain with a glare.

But he couldn’t even begin to guess what was coming to find him. A true predator, a true horror of the divine realm, was approaching. A being far more terrifying, violent, merciless, and utterly wrong.

A few weeks passed for Euri, and he had managed to get most of his people to live underground- his world was ready to face Arad.

Then from the clouds, they came. The two women were tall, beautiful, and merciless.

Euri froze in his place and looked up, as did everyone who still lived on the surface, beholding the beauty and terror of angels.

Diana frowned, looking at the people staring at her and Mathilde. “A godless world, this is bad.”

Mathilde looked around, and her eyes stopped at Qliphoth, a sapling of the sister of the world tree, and it was dead, hollowed to build a palace for Euri.

“Time is twisted here- this world must’ve existed for thousands of years.” She pointed at the sapling with her foot, “They killed it.”

“The abominations can easily infest a godless world. By the divine law, unless they give birth to a new god or accept an existing god, we have to purge them.” Diana glared down at the world, her wings slowly flapping and her eyes sparking with radiant light.

Mathilde frowned, “But I bet there are some good people here- it’ll be a waste and a shame to kill them all.” But she then smiled, “Not that I care.”

“No one cares.” Diana slowly moved her hand, drawing waves of golden magic in the air. The fabric of the world trembled, and the wind started blowing, the ground quaked, and the fake sun Euri conjured to illuminate the world flickered like a dying light bulb.

Euri saw them, and he knew that he only had a few seconds to react. Should he call them? But that would expose his location. Defeating one angel might be easy, but two at the same time was a death sentence.

Angels are known throughout the universe for having the mental capacity of a stone thrown by the gods. They don’t care and would hit anything the gods threw at them.

If two angels showed up wanting to destroy his world, Euri was certain he couldn’t talk them out of it. That’s why he decided to attack, kill one in a single powerful attack, and then deal with the other one.

Without hesitating for a second, Euri picked up his massive spear. The steel rod was several kilometers long, matching his enormous size. He bent back, took a deep breath, and unleashed the spear into the air.

This wasn’t any spear, and he wasn’t throwing it with mundane force. He used all of his harrowing power, putting his whole back and magic into this attack. This was what he prepared to knock Arad out of the sky, a dragon slaying spear that could even fell the gods.

The spear flew fast, too fast for anyone to see it, even with how massive it was. He was aiming for Diana, the one angel who was acting strange and looked about to attack.

The spear flew silently through the air, reaching her in the blink of an eye, crossing a whole continent without losing a lick of its power.

As the spear reached Diana, she blinked and swatted it with her wing like a bug, deflecting it straight at Mathilde’s face.

The spear hit Mathilde’s face and bounced off, rocking her head back just a little bit. Diana gasped and looked back, “Ah, sorry. Did that thing hit you?” She did it intentionally.

Mathilde growled, a vein bulging on her forehead as she glared straight forward, at Euri’s very soul. “That’s it, get crushed.”

She lifted her right foot and stomped down on the empty air, causing the sky to quack and the ground to rumble.

From the clouds, a massive bare foot appeared, several kilometers wide, enough to trample a small mountain. The foot smashed onto the ground, and then, another foot appeared, then another, and then another.

A few became tens, and tens became hundreds, ending in millions of titanic feet marching across the land, trampling everything in their path, cities, forests, mountains, and even the seas. The further the titanic feet marched, the more feet spawned behind them to fill the void, which ended up with the entire world being trampled by them, the whole surface covered.

Euri had retreated underground right before the attack, watching in horror as Mathilde killed and crushed everything and everyone that remained on the surface without a second thought.

Only then did he realise that those two weren’t angels, they were something worse: Archons, the mass-destruction weapons of the gods.

There were millions of powerful devils on the surface, all of which he had hoped to use to delay Arad’s attack. He trusted their power and skill, but in front of the tyrannical divine power of that archon, nothing seemed to matter.

Euri had wanted to fight Arad, not them, but now they forced his hand by wiping out the surface of his world. He looked up, activated the magic he wanted to use to attack Arad, and unleashed a blinding wave of explosive shells that bypassed most barrier defenses.

Diana saw the flashing shells flying from the ground toward them, looking like a reversed rain of fire and steel. Mathilde had flattened the surface of the planet, but most of its residents seemed to have been living deep underground. She didn’t kill more than 5% of the population.

“My turn then.” Her eyes flashed golden, and something rumbled behind her like an engine. The fabric of magic across this world vibrated, and the shells halted, falling back as the magic that propelled them failed.

“Clueless mortals not knowing your lives are worth less than the dirt you hide beneath. Devils, you might be, but pledging your existence to someone other than Asmodeus or Lucifer had banished you further from our mercy.”

Diana’s words echoed through the whole world, and her wings suddenly expanded rapidly until her feathery wings filled the sky, covering the whole world and bathing it in pale white light.

Everyone looked up in horror, seeing the light of her wings flicker, grow stronger with each pulse, and the rumbling noise from behind her becoming louder and louder with each passing fraction of a second.

Euri and his devils looked up in shock, their faces bathed in the light as horror took form on them. Many ran underground to hide- they knew the beautiful light was ushering in the world’s end.

Then, the wings flashed one last time, blinding everyone and painting the ground pure white. They only heard one word.

“Purge.” and it was the end.

In the next second, the planet’s whole surface was boiling red, engulfed by a sea of molten magma.

Mathilde looked at Diana with a smile, “I love seeing your white wings, they are beautiful. Not that I hate your raven wings.”

Diana looked at her with a passive face, “The raven wings are for the vacuum of space, where everything is dark. They help me blend in.” She looked at her white wings; she indeed rarely used them in battle.

Mathilde leaned forward and looked down, “Impressive bastard, isn’t he? Some survived.”

Deep underground, Euri and a few remaining soldiers who were holed up in the deepest bunkers were still alive.

At that moment, a portal opened behind the two archons, and Arad slowly appeared in his human form. The two archons looked back at him with smiles on their faces. “ARAD!” Mathilde gasped and rushed at him. Diana, on the other hand, gave her a stare and sighed.

“The world was already infested with abominations, I noted that their concentration here was over a thousand times more than the worst world I’ve ever seen before.” Diana looked at the molten surface of the planet, “Trying to save this place would only lead to many more worlds getting infected, so I purged it.”