Azran the Magic King of Darkness

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Chapter 14

Azran POV

A voice echoes through my head, while I lie asleep in bed.

'Wake up, my darling little angel'

I groan and roll over, pulling the sheets over my head.

'Get the f*ck out of my head, Markal'

'Ha. Make me.'

I quickly picture Karl naked in my mind. . . . Wait for it.

'GAAAAAAAAAH! My eyes! Oh God, My eyes! They burn! Water! Anyone?! Please!'

I laugh silently as Markal screams in agony. I bet he doesn't get that image out of his head for the rest of the day. That'll teach him to mess around in other people's heads.

'You son of a b*tch! I come here to help you, and you traumatize me for the rest of my life!'

'What do you mean you came here to help me?'

'That Marxis guy, is going to attack in about 5 hours. Don't ask how I know.'

'Oh, thanks. Here, take this as an apology.'

I quickly picture his wife naked. . .

'HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW WHAT MY WIFE LOOKS LIKE NAKED?'

'Later Markal'

'WAIT. ANSWER MY QUE.....'

I cut the telepathic communication and grin. That was only the beginning. I still have to pay him back for setting me up with the Demon King without permission.

Now. What to do about an attacking God? Well, it's actually pretty nice that he's going to attack today. After all, I'm still pissed off that I missed the 'taming' session, so maybe I'll kill him slowly. . .Or I'll figure out some really painful way for him to die.

On the other hand if he's not going to show for another five hours, then I have five hours to watch Navaris and Akane.

'Hey Navaris, would you mind playing with Akane?'

'Sure. I'm always in the mood for taming a pet'

And just like that only a few minutes had passed until I was watching Navaris and Akane twisting naked on the bed. YES! This was heaven. I watched carefully as Navaris tweaked Akane's nipples before leaning forward and kissing her. Perfect! Now all I had to do was join in.

I reached down to take off my pants, but just before I could, a giant voice boomed out.

"Where are you Azran! I challenge you to a duel to the death!"

What the Hell Markal, where did you learn to count. That was five minutes not five hours. Wait, This means, I'm going to have to leave before I can join in.

No. Not Again! NOT AGAIN! NOT A-F*CKING-GAIN!! YOU F*CKING BAST*RD! I WILL DESTROY YOUR F*CKING SOUL!

'Navaris. Protect the fort.'

And with that the roof of my house vaporized as my extremely p*ssed off body hurtled into the sky. WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS THAT F*CKING BASTARD! WHERE IS THE FOOL WHO THINKS HE CAN INTERRUPT MY SEX TIME, AND LIVE TO TELL ABOUT IT!?

Hmm. Not good. I'm seeing everything through a red haze, Marxis went to far this time. Now where is he? Ah. There he is.

"Azran. I challenge you to a duel to the de......"

I invoke 'Atom Bomb' four times in succession, cutting off his words, as the area where he is turns brighter than the sun for the space of a few seconds. If Navaris wasn't shielding the fort, it would have been disintigrated.

But I don't care. I AM P*SSED. I can feel power rushing through me. There is no way for this to end unless Marxis is dead. Shadows creep over my demon form, as balls of fire surround me. Fire and Darkness, Ashes and Death, Ice and Blood, All of these different magics form balls that surround me, and begin rotating at a very fast speed.

I will show this pathetic God of War why Magic Kings are feared. It is because they are masters of magic, they do not rely on anything, they do what they want when they want it. And God help those who try to stop them. You have made a very large mistake Marxis. You have interrupted a very important time for me. There will be no mercy.

Ah. The smoke is clearing, it seems Marxis is not to badly injured. Although the skin has peeled off his entire body, it was a little more than I had expected. I knew a couple of atom bombs weren't capable of killing a God, but they would at least do a small amount of damage. Marxis looks p*ssed. GOOD. Now let me show you the true power of a Magic King.

I use the wind to fling massive amounts of dust into the air aroud Marxis.

"What's this? You think you can blind me with dust. Pathetic Human. Allow me to show you true power."

"I haven't been human for a long time. And allow me to show you what happens when you combine science with magic."

And with that I fling a small globe of fire into the gathered dust, Immediately causing a massive dust explosion, that engulfed Marxis. All right. Enough talk. Let's get this battle started.

I fling several consecutive spells from every type of magic into the settling explosion. Seconds later a bleeding Marxis flies out of the explosion, and unleashes a flurry of stabs and slices at me with his sword.

I evade by teleporting up and back, before firing a small pebble at supersonic speeds into his head. I watch his head snap back, before he unleashed a roar of rage and charged me again, only for the process to repeat itself.

I unleashed spell after spell after spell, but they only caused low-level damage. I sighed as I teleported back out of his range. My anger had faded, leaving only a cold, cruel, attitude that demanded rational thought.

This wasn't good. He definitely had more mana than me, and even though he couldn't cast any spells, he was using it to make his body stronger and faster. At this point I would run out of mana before he did, so I have to make a gamble and put all of my mana into an enormous spell, and hope it will kill him. But since atom bomb has a small effect, and Supernova will kill me. . . .Then that leaves, perhaps a black hole? Yes. Even a God shouldn't be immune to the effects of something that devours even light itself.

Oops. I teleport again, just barely escaping his sword. Not good. I won't last at this rate. Oh Well. I always wanted to see what this would do.

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A vicious grin ripped across my face, If I was going to die, then I was sure as Hell, going to have a memorable death. Wind swirled around me, flinging back my hair, as Power gathered in my hands. More, More, More, More Power!

I channeled all of my mana into the space between my hands, the draining was vicious but worth it. Floating inbetween my hands there was a small black ball, about the size of a tennis ball.

"Is that supposed to scare Me. Your pathetic magic has no effect on me."

Marxis roared as he charged me. Really, this guy is a complete and total moron. Even someone with no ability to use magic, should be able to tell that this is on a completely different level from my previous attacks. But maybe this is for the best, after all this is only effective at close range, and now I don't have to try and attack him with it.

I grin as his sword flies towards me, only to abruptly change direction and head into the small black ball in my hands. It crumpled and was sucked into the ball, but like an idiot, Marxis refused to let go and continued to try and pull it out. But by the time he realized there was no way to save his sword, it was to late. He was within the range of the black hole and nothing could stop it now.

He screamed and yelled, trying to teleport but the enormous gravity pressure coming off the ball, finally he did something really stupid and tried to punch the black hole. . . .This guy must be the moron of morons, I'm suprised he's not the God of morons. His entire arm was sucked into the black hole, but right before his entire body was consumed I used what little remaining magic I had, and ripped his soul out of his body and into a specially prepared crystal. I immediately banished the black hole, and sighed as the strain on my body was released.

Finally. Now all I have to do is figure out how to harness his mana pool, and I will double my power. Wait. What is that?

A small glowing ball had emerged from where I had ripped out his soul. DON"T TELL ME! This moron had a revenge spell cast upon him?!

A revenge spell is a spell that activates with your death, and is supposed to kill your killer. I tried to bring up a shield but I was almost completely out of mana, so I used the drops I had left, to use wind to hurl me away from the ball of light. It shrank into itself and exploded in a massive ball of heat and flame.

I screamed as my skin melted off my body. DAMN. I got cocky and didn't even consider the possiblilty of him having a revenge spell. I was falling, faster and faster, as the explosion forced me downwards. I managed to send out a summons and was suprised when Dufus instead of Navaris appeared and caught me. Well this is weird, I would definitely like it better if Navaris had caught me in a princess carry, instead of Dufus. But he is fulfilling his purpose, so I'll let it slide for now. I manage to mutter,

"Get me to the healers" Before I passed out from the pain and lack of mana. Damn. Next time I'm going to have to stop underestimating Gods. But I did just kill a God and steal his soul, so all's well that end's well, I guess. Ah, but I missed getting it on with Navaris and Akane. . . .I'm going to torture Marxis so bad for that.

Akane POV

The one they call Dufus returned with Master. Master was not in good shape.

His skin was almost entirely burned off and he was unconscious, but for some reason no one was worried. They said things like don't worry, he'll survive. or That's to be expected from killing a God.

They did heal him, but I wondered how they all had such trust in him. They did not even consider the possibility that he would die, and merely believed the fact that no matter what, he would survive. At first it was confusing but then I remembered. Dufus was a sort of almost-demi-god, and Master had defeated him without recieving a single wound, and just now he had killed a God while still retaining his life.

Incredible. Master is extremely stong. To kill a God and still survive. Hmm. Perhaps I will allow him to join me and Mistress Navaris, when she 'tames' me next time. . .Come to think of it, Why do I call him Master?

Markal POV

I roared with laughter when I watched Azran kill that obnoxious war God. That freaking moron actually tried to punch a black hole. Hmm. I didn't expect him to steal his soul though. I also didn't expect that revenge spell, perhaps a gift from some other God?

Well anyway, I was right in forming a sort of alliance with Azran. It seems he will rise to great heights. Although I'm about ready to kill him, right now.

First he traumatizes me with a picture of his father-in-law naked. Then He shows me a picture of my wife naked. AND HOW THE HELL DOES HE KNOW WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE NAKED? Well, at least I'll be able to watch his torment at Lana Bloodray's hands. Her thoughts have been getting even more vicious of late. I'm was almost regretting forcing Azran into a marriage with her, but ever since this morning, I've been greedily awaiting the results.

Screw you Azran. I'm going to have several good laughs at your expense. Seeing my wife's naked body is unforgivable. Although your wives have pretty good bodies too. Hmm. Yes that thing you had Navaris and Akane doing was especially tantalizing. This is actually quite good, being able to see whatever I want definitely has its perks. Although if Minerva catches me at this. . . . . Shudder. I don't even want to consider the consequences.

Wait, This is the good part. Navaris is forming some sort of tentacle, is she going to do it? Wait, here she goes. Yes this is awesome!

"AND WHAT THE F*CK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? DARLING."

I gulp as I turn to find Minerva standing behind me and tapping her arm.

"Ummm. There's a reason for this, I swear."

"Really. Well I look forward to your eventual excuse. But for now, lets just skip to your punishment."

"Wait, What? AAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHH!!!"

My screams of pain resounded throughout Hell.

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