The king, Adoris, was frightened beyond comparison. What had he done to offend a demon like this? Was this divine retribution for all the wrong he had done in his life? The bodies he stepped over to come to power?

What could he do to tell the gods he was sorry; just please come and save him!

As Adoris was preparing to flee his kingdom, the door to his private quarters blew open. However, when the king turned around, he only saw a young boy with eyes that seemed to hold the universe within them; his guards were missing with their locations replaced by ashes.

"Where is your master boy?" Adoris questioned.

Wherever the killer was, if he was nowhere near here, he still had a chance to escape. He would only bring a few riches with him to carry light but live worry-free once he was safe within an allied country, whatever was doing this, he'd have his revenge and it wouldn't be pretty.

"What master?" the strange boy questioned him. His voice was silky smooth and lacked maturity, yet something told the king not to underestimate the child; his voice was laced with power.

The kid had a smell to him, it was his bloodline. Any bloodline that was strong enough for a human to smell must be powerful and ancient, should Adoris escape, whoever awoke this resting titan would suffer consequences like he had given no other.

The realization slowly crept upon Adoris' face once he realized who the mysterious individual staring at him was. A sword in his hand with blood coating the blade, the overwhelming strength, the inhuman slits within his eyes that seemed to look at the world with indifference; we were all beneath him.

"Y-you're the one wrecking my kingdom… What have I done to invoke your divine wrath? Plea-"

Adoris attempted to plead with the child, no, titan. He was certain that one of his lackeys stumbled upon the powerhouses' resting spot and disturbed him in his sleep. If he could lull and appease the being, not only would it spare him, but he might even gain a remarkably powerful backing.

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"Where is she"

"Who? I am not sure who you are referring to but I'm sure I can help you find her. You can even have the kingdom, just plea-"

It seems someone has taken a person from him, a consort maybe. If it wasn't human, it might have been a human plaything that someone swept away during his hour of rest.

Adoris silently cursed how idiotic his subordinates were.

"No need, I'll just keep killing you scum until I find her, and if any harm has come to her, I'll raze this entire kingdom into the dirt"

The king believed he could do it, the aura radiating off of him screamed a higher life form. Although he looked human, he was anything but. Luckily, the king didn't care for his henchmen enough to attempt at saving them from the youth's wrath.

Especially if he might ruin his chances of buying his way into the good graces of someone so wise and ancient.

"Y-y-yes sir, would you like for me to find you a much better place to rest and see to it that no one disturbs you in your sleep again? I-"

"No, I don't want any help coming from you filthy, disgusting humans. I don't sense her here, so I will continue my search"

The king failed at his attempt to curry favor with the being, but as long as he lived, something could be arranged at some point. No one couldn't be bought.

"However, I smell her on you."

This made Adoris stiffen and began shaking at the implications of those words.

"Anyone who touches what's mine dies."

The last thing Adoris saw was the youth raise his sword and condescendingly peer down with his starlike gaze as he swung, severing his head.