Azran the Magic King of Darkness

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Azran POV

I quickly teleport to the house and rush inside. This is strange, I am actually feeling nervous, this isn't like me. I'm not supposed to feel fear, but I am shaking in my boots, or whatever these things are.

Navaris and Sirenia are lying down on two large beds that are placed parallel to each other, while being attended by several Dark Elves and Demons, who were acting as nurses or doctors.

I quickly glance around. Hmm. Nothing seems to be wrong, they are just lying there and talking to each other. I thought they were giving birth........Don't tell me I missed it! I got here instantly. Did Hasan wait till they were already done before contacting me?

If he did then I'm going to rip the f*cking b*stard's arms off and shove them up his *sshole. And that's before I give him to Minerva.

"Just relax. Nothing's happened yet, our water's just broke."

Huh? Something broke?! SH***********T!!! I have to fix it. I start forward gathering mana in my hands, before a blast of power hits me, throwing me backwards through the door.

"D*mn it, Azran! Calm down. If you're going to be a nuisance then leave."

Navaris shouted as she tried to sit up in the bed.

"If you do something stupid again, I'll do more than just throw you through a wall."

"Really? You would toss your own husband out of the house?"

"Hey. THIS IS MY BODY THAT IS GIVING BIRTH! IF I WANT QUIET, THEN I'M GOING TO GET F*CKING QUIET! IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT, THEN YOU TRY GIVING BIRTH!!"

Okay. So a p*ssed off Navaris is not good. Yep. I think everyone can agree on that one.

"HAHAHA. You are so screwed Azran."

"F*ck off Markal. If you're going to laugh then why don't you try and get Minerva pregnant, and see where that gets you."

I turned and watched Markal, Minerva, George, Marie, Lana, Akane, and my parents come into the room. Lana looks kind of p*ssed at Markal, even though technically he is her God.

Great. Now I have to deal with three p*ssed off wives, and a bunch of demons who are trying to bow to their God.

"Markal, if you're going to cause trouble, then you can sit your f*cking *ss down outside and stay out of the way."

"Behave dear. This is their house after all. You're just here so you can experience what will happen when I give birth."

"........W-W-What did you just say????" Markal stuttered as his face paled.

"Oh? I didn't tell you? I'm pregnant." Minerva calmly answered him before turning and walking towards the beds. I glanced at Markal and watched his face contort in various expressions. Poor guy. I remember when it happened to me too. Can't women lead up to this kind of sh*t?

I walked over and patted Markal on the shoulder.

"Don't worry man. The shock will wear off soon. The world isn't ending, and soon you will be standing where I am now, worrying your *ss off. But it's worth it."

Markal looks at me, and I watch as he calms down. "Thanks Azran. I swear I just had a heart attack."

"I know. I felt the exact same way."

I look over to see everyone staring at me. What? Is it so strange to comfort the devil? We're like best friends so what's wrong with helping him out of a horrible situation.

Hmm. For some reason, my parents look a little freaked that I'm comforting the worst evil in existence. . . . . .I kind of get it, but really Markal is just a friend. Who cares if he's the Devil. If you've got a problem with that then F*CK YOU!

Anyway. I suppose I should just ignore poor old Markal, and concentrate on not freaking out. Yep. That is a good plan.

Ugh. This is so frustrating. I can't just stand here and do..........WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT!

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I hurled a God-Class barrier around the house, right before an enormous amount of magic power slammed into it.

I dropped to my knees coughing blood. F*CK! That was a sh*tload of power, who the hell has that much....Oh, F*ck. These are the greater Gods aren't they. G*DD*MNIT!

I slowly got up. Well, I don't care who the F*CK they are. You don't mess with my wives birth. YOU JUST F*CKING DON'T! I will rip their f*cking hearts out. It is never a good idea to p*ss off a God-Eater. But they just went and p*ssed off a God-Eater, almost harmed the wife of the Devil, and almost hurt the family and nephew\nieces of a Magic King. . . .Just how F*CKING stupid are they.

"Hey, Markal, George. Do you guys mind if we go and take care of the Gods that just attempted to kill our wives and families."

"LET ME AT THE F*CKING B*STARDS WHO DARED TO ATTACK MY GODDESS, AND MY KID!!!"

Hmm. It seems Markal is pretty p*ssed. I suppose that is a good thing.

"Where the F*CKING HELL are the *ssholes who dared try and hurt my family. They think they know pain. . .I'll show them nerve clusters that they didn't even know existed."

Yep. George is pretty p*ssed too. Hmm. But I'm not p*ssed.......I'M F*CKING FURIOUS. Now, let's go see what they have to say for themselves.

"Minerva, Marie, Dufus, Lana, and Akane...Protect this place while we're gone okay?"

"Sure."

"Of course."

"Not a problem."

"Don't die or anything."

"We are having sex in the torture room as soon as you get back."

Yeah, well you don't have to wonder who said that last one. Now to deal with the F*cking Gods.

We walked out of the barrier and looked up to see all the seven greater Gods lined up, with Salar, the King of Gods, and Zaradis, the six-armed god of warriors in front.(Pics in chapter 11.)

"Oh. A pity, that should have annihilated them all at once."

Salar spoke up while looking down at us disdainfully.

"Why? What the F*CK did I do to you?"

I growled these words while cracking my knuckles.

"Why? Because your children are abominations of course. They are filthy pieces of sh*t that do not deserve to exist."

And that was about when I lost my Temper.

"My children are an abomination? You're an abomination! And you've been an abomination ever since your mother decided to f*ck a toad! You were nothing but a mistake and even now you're nothing but a pathetic loser who is trying to prove that he is worth something, even though he's not worth anything."

"......W-W-WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT MY MOTHER!!!!"

"Who cares. It was true. And now listen closely because this is what I'm about to do to you...............I WILL RIP OFF YOUR D*CKS AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR *SSHOLES!! I WILL GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES AND P*SS IN YOUR SKULLS!!!! THEN I WILL TAKE ANYTHING THAT IS STILL BREATHING AND GIVE IT TO THE DEVIL TO RAPE!! YOU WILL REGRET THE DAY YOU DECIDED TO HARM MY FAMILY!!"

"Damn, Azran. You're really p*ssed. I completely agree. HEY, stupid Gods! What he just said."

"Why the F*ck do I have to rape them. You rape them."

"Are you crazy? Navaris would f*cking kill me. You're a demon...Aren't you supposed to rape things? Wait...WHY THE F*CKING HELL AM I TALKING TO YOU. WE HAVE A BUNCH OF GODS TO KILL."

With that I teleported in front of Salar and punched him in the face. Ooooh Yeah. That felt really good.

Now all I had to do was kill a buch of Gods. Yeah, I'm definitely p*ssed. And Now time to start the Killing.

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