The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

[57 Days Before The Awakening]

If there is one thing more terrifying than the word terror itself, then it is a beast from the Doom Universe. They mostly refer to them as Doom Beasts.

Klaus had already had interactions with five beings from that universe, and now, he was in the presence of another.

However, while the Five Monarchs are known to be Supreme Beasts from that race, the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon can be likened to one of the Ancient Ancestor Doom Beasts of that race.

Its mere presence was just too terrifying to the point that Klaus felt his soul shudder right when he saw the head.

Initially, when the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragon spoke, Klaus felt his heart shake.

However, just when that fear, the weakness, and that overpowered suppression were about to overcome him, something snapped in Klaus’s mind, and memories from his first incarnation started pouring in.

In that instant, whatever weakness that was seeping into his bones, Klaus felt all washed away. In place, a powerful force, so great that Klaus never knew he had, erupted from within him, causing his surroundings to warp.

Then, an arrogance he never had before appeared on his face.

He put on a smug expression and then lifted his head and looked at the silhouette hidden in the clouds.

“I suppose cowards only know how to hide in the clouds like a turtle,” Klaus smirked, now wearing a look of disdain as he stared at the cloud.

One of the Nine large heads appeared from the clouds and looked down at Klaus, who stood imposing but appeared tiny.

“Paragon, do you dare face me in a fair battle?” The dragon spoke in a furious tone, its head adorned with golden scales that rippled like flowing sands. It gazed at Klaus with eyes that contained the boundless energy of time.

Klaus grinned, “Long time no see, Aechron. You look much older and smell like a failure. I suppose that is what happened to a head full of shit.”

The golden-scaled head glared at Klaus for a few seconds before its eyes turned weird, almost like an hourglass came and replaced its golden eyes.

“You wouldn’t want to do that, Aechron. The last time we fought, I managed to freeze you in time despite you having near-perfect control over time. Now, what makes you think I can’t do it again, especially since I have supreme control of this space?”

The look of unwillingness appeared in the eyes of the dragon, causing a few poofs to come from its mouth before the head retreated.

“That’s what I thought,” Klaus smirked and then waved his hand, causing the clouds to move, revealing a colossal beast with nine heads chained with terrifying chains.

They have one body but nine dragon heads. At the moment, the heads are bound in nine thick chains, each radiating an unknown energy.

The smirk on Klaus’s face turned into a smile, then he burst out laughing. His laughter was so loud that the eighteen eyes on the nine dragon heads were filled with so much fury.

In their eyes, there was only one thing, and that thing was the intent to kill Klaus at all costs. However, looking at the chains binding them, they could only grit their teeth and hope heaven collapsed on Klaus’s head.

Before meeting Klaus, they were one of the Nine Ancient Ancestors of the Doom Race. They were respected by all. However, right when Klaus appeared in their lives, everything went downhill.

So if one were to say they have a place in their hearts to ever forgive Klaus, then well, the person might have drunk a gallon of expired alcohol before making such a statement.

After who knows how long, Klaus managed to calm himself down and then turned to the nine dragon heads.

“Karma is a bitch, isn’t she?” Klaus smiled, “Who would have expected the chains you forged using the heart of the Ancient Tyrant Doom Shark and bones of the Abyssal Doom Dragon would be used to bind you.

I mean, look at you. If you had known the chains of Karma would one day become your doom, would you have even attempted forging it?”

The nine heads didn’t respond, but Klaus didn’t mind. His focus was rooted in the thick black chains binding them. From the memory he received from his first incarnation, he and this Nine-Headed Dragon were mortal enemies…

Well, at least from the perspective of the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragons, Klaus was their mortal enemy. But Klaus only saw them as frenemies and, perhaps, training partners.

Back during the Primordial Era, after touching the laws and he started to comprehend them, he took a trip to the underworld, where it was said the laws are much more visible.

During his time there, he made friends and loads of enemies. One of those enemies was a figure called Universe Displacer. This being had the means to move between universes.

They fought, and just when Klaus was about to kill him, in his last-ditch effort, the Universe Displacer used his unique ability to move both himself and Klaus to an unknown universe and left him there.

It was an ability Klaus never had a counter for. After being left there, he began roaming the land in search of a way to return to his universe.

It was through this roaming that he came to learn of the danger this universe posed to his universe, the one referred to as the Primordial Universe. Thus, Klaus chose to act while he was there.

For hundreds of years, Klaus remained in this universe, killing and creating conflicts to the point that, in just 6000 years, he managed to kill close to 40% of the population using various means.

These actions soon became obvious, for people started to notice. The powerhouses in this universe began to appear as they sensed a threat slowly approaching them. So they chose to act.

In no time, Klaus’s presence in their universe became known, making him a target.

By then, Klaus, who couldn’t become a god simply because no heavens in this vast multiverse would allow him, managed to comprehend four important laws to near perfection, so he chose to go all out and see if he could end the danger once and for all.

Naturally, his nature as a Paragon made him several times more dangerous. For 400 years, Klaus never had a moment of rest, for he was always on the move, switching from one battle to the next.

Eventually, these dragons came, and that was when Klaus met his first true opponent after many years since he arrived in the Doom Universe.

Their battle was legendary.

“Thinking about it now, is it after I nearly severed the head of Space, Void, Time, and Life that you nine idiots chose to forge that chain, or after I defeated you but chose to spare your lives?”

“Paragon, if you are a man, remove these chains and let’s have a go. We will even lower our cultivation base to your level to make it fair.”

Klaus smiled and shook his head, “No can do, Nine Heads. For now, I only have one question, and giving me an answer might just save your lives.”

“We will never answer,” the head of Death spoke, looking away from Klaus with a look of disdain on its face.

“Morthos, buddy, no need to treat an old friend like that. You are Death, and as it happens, I am Death’s heir now, so we are related. In a way, we share the same father now,” Klaus laughed, his laughter only making Morthos, the dragon head of Death, grit its teeth.

“Sorry for teasing you, Morthos. It’s just that seeing nine old friends after who knows how long was just too enticing.” Klaus was, in a way, happy, for he had a great time with these Nine-Headed Hydra Dragons. He even learned the laws from them after fighting dozens of battles.

“Now, my question. How did I get off the Doom Universe? The last thing I remembered was you nine coming after me with those thick Chains of Karma, and I was forced to run.

So, how did I get off your universe and back to mine?”