Azran the Magic King of Darkness

Hey guys. Here is the next chapter! But first........

Just to clarify, the story I posted was just a rough draft of a different fiction I was planning on starting after Azran found a fitting end, probably in another ten or twenty chapters.

The other story was not in any way related to Azran and was a stand alone story. I noticed that many of you were confused by the same names, so I decided to go back and change them, as well as swapping out the similar pictures.

The plot is also very different from Azran, since Cross never gets to god-level, and he is not stronger than everyone, there are several people who are just as strong or stronger than he is.

Sure he's stronger than most people, but he's only 10,000 years old, even the youngest dragons are just as old and strong as he is, not to mention the high ranking angels, and other mythical creatures.

Thank you for your comments on the story. Here is another chapter of Azran.

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Azran POV

There are only two ways to fight a large-scale battle in this world, and I was teaching both of them to my kids. The first way is my favorite and I use it very often, you simply rush in headlong and use your massive power to rip, break, shred, disembowel, decapitate, and pulverize the opponents bodies.

That's it. You just rush in and start killing people, all there is to it. It is a very simple and easy strategy that only works if you have massive amounts of power. Lucy seems to favor this style while Cthulu favors the other style.

The other stlyle is much more complex and I only use it when going up against really bad odds. It is a complex and efficient way to fight, by examining the opponents weaknesses and taking advantage of them and using your power with skill and restraint. Cthulu seems to like this style of fighting but I find it boring and not very fun.

They are two years old now, but they look like six year olds. I guess that rapid growth in both physical and mental areas, is one of the effects of eating powdered God Soul Milk. It is so cute to watch them use thier little powers to slaughter the weak human trash............Come to think of it, I'm starting to sound like Lana, with her hatred of humans.

Damn. This is not good. If Mom or Dad find out that I taught my kids to look down on humans, then I'm going to be in some serious trouble. And since Dad is now the Devil's personal councilor\therapist I would not want to be the person who p*sses him off.

I mean Markal's messed up enough as it is. What would happen to the fool who annoyed or attacked his therapist, and ended up depriving Markal of his much needed stress relief............Even if Markal didn't do anything, his wife would be annoyed at Markal's bad mood and would probably start the Apocalypse or something, just to get him to cheer up.

Yeah, remind me to never p*ss off Minerva. I may be super-powerful, but there are certain things that power cannot overcome and Minerva and Navaris are two prime examples of that.

Minerva because of her insane love of torture and completely freaky cruelty, and Navaris because of the fact that she is older than time itself, and still refuses to show me some of her forms because she claims that they would drive even her insane.

I stopped pressing to see them after that. Not because they might drive me insane. Hell, I was insane anyway. But because Navaris was beginning to become annoyed and no one wants an annoyed wife. Because it doesn't matter how strong you are they will still tell you what to do.

And they can afford to do this because if you keep annoying them they will begin to do bad things to you. Trust me, I know. It has happened to me before. For some reason I got into a fight with Navaris half-a-year ago, I can't even remember what it was about, and I still bear the scars. It was so scary that I swore to never oppose her again and to always give her the final say.

It started out with small stuff. You know little things like poisoning your food, bleaching your underwear, inviting Markal and Minerva over for dinner, and making you sleep on the couch for a week. Small but effective ways to convey her annoyance.

I apologized immediately and she accepted, but only after she pulled one whopping manuever that had me praying to all the Gods.................Oh, wait. I had just killed them about a year ago...............Damn. I really should have left one of them alive. He would have been useful in situations like this.

After all, I can't very well pray to myself. Actually that's not a bad idea. Why don't I pray to myself? I am the awesomest dude in the universe after all. Hmm. Is awesomest even a word? Who cares, if I want it to be a word then it will be a freaking word.

Anyway, this horribe prank that Navaris pulled was to take me on a forgiveness date, where I could properly apologize to her for my bad conduct. Ordinarily you would look at that and think, 'Huh. What's so bad about that?'. Well it wasn't the fact that we went on a forgiveness date that was horrifying, but the fact that she sent Lucy and Cthulu over to Minerva's house for a playdate\personality lessons.

The last thing I want is for my kids to turn out like Minerva, so I absolutely swore to never disagree with her again, and even set up a spell that would zap me everytime I started to disagree with her. Bleached underwear, poison and dinner with the Devil I can deal with, having my kids learn how they should behave from the Devil's wife, I can not.

I shuddered slightly as I remembered. Luckily none of the damage had been permanent and a couple of private lessons on why you shouldn't rip off guys d*cks solved the problem. Although I worry about Lucy sometimes. She seems to enjoy inflicting pain.

Apparently Cthulu ignored both Minerva and her talk, although he appeared to listen. The entire time he was there he spent with Markal's daughter Lilith. I tried peaking into his mind when he was sleeping, but the only things there were pictures and images of Lilith, in every possible situation and clothing.

There were even several 21+ sections of his mind where he was having sex with Lilith in teenagers bodies. Damn. Did I do something wrong? I was supposed to have a long conversation about the birds and the bees with him later. Come to think of it, why do they call it the birds and the bees. If birds and bees tried to have sex the the result would be absolutely horrible.

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Anyway. I suppose this is the one of the effects of the God Soul. I'm honestly more worried about his stalker-type personality. Navaris was kind of like this but Cthulu is taking this to an entire different level. When I watch him sleep, he is clutching a body pillow in the exact shape, size, and appearence of Lilith. Besides that his hidden room has aquired many more pictures, sculptures, dolls, recorded video crystals and other Lilith themed items.

Oh, Well. I guess as long as he is happy, then anything is good. Lucy is taking the opposite direction though. She seems to have no interest in any boys and is trying to get stronger every day, by any means necesary.

I suppose that is a good thing, since I have already arranged several disappearences for the little demon and dark elf boys who tried to approach her. Their little bodies were incinerated and their deaths blamed on the Shilian Empire............I suppose that was a d*ck move but hey, you can't be to careful.

That of course was the main reason we were at war with the Shilian Empire, right now. Of course I had been planning on wiping them all out eventually, but this just gave me a good excuse and allowed me to teach my kids first hand the joys of battle.

I wasn't really participating this time, just making sure my kids didn't recieve any real damages. They were in the front of the battle mounted on thing one and thing two, while their Demon Lord bodyguards, wreaked hell on anyone who got close.

Lucy was throwing spears of flame into anyone who approached, while sitting on her demon tiger's shoulder, while her golem smashed everything in it's way. Cthulu was riding his shade demon's horse with her, while his dragon spewed out clouds of ash and fire on incoming forces, allowing for maximum confusion and death, while Cthulu used his dark powers with cold efficiency.

Hmm. It seems he has been dabbling in necromancy behind my back. Well, I don't really mind, it's actually a really useful skill, especially in large battles. Cthulu was using a necromancer spell to raise up the dead from both sides and using them to attack the Shilian Empire. It was a very effective plan, since the more people died, the greater our forces grew.

In other words, the longer the battle lasted, the better. Cthulu was raising hundreds of skeletons, ghouls, and zombies, every couple minutes as more and more people died. Ah well, I suppose they are doing pretty good. They're only two years old and they are commanding a large-scale army in battle.

Yep. My kids are certified genius's. Hmm. Now maybe they will be tired and go to bed early, and I can get in some time with Sirenia, Navaris, Akane, and Lana. It would definitely be fun to do them all at the same time. Yep. That is tonight's plan, I can't wait.

William POV

Ugh. This is tiring. BUT I WILL ENDURE! I grunt as I swing the sword down again and again. In my last life I was weak but now I would be strong. Markal and Minerva had given me the priviledge of protecting Lilith, so I had to be strong enough to protect her.

Neither Markal nor Minerva have said anything about me being Cyril, so I deduced that they must want to keep that fact a secret from Lilith. I mean, I guess reincarnating your best friend to be your daughter's secret bodyguard is kind of weird.

But I do not judge, and since I am such good friends with Markal and Minerva, I decided to play along with their deception and protect our family from the shadows. That was why I was training so hard, it was to fulfill Markal and Minerva's expectations.

Of course I also wanted to get stronger because I was a pathetic weakling in my last life, and there was no way Markal and Minerva would ever pay any attention to a weakling like me. It was a miracle that he had taken the time to talk with me in the first place.

Come to think of it though, that Lucy girl was rather interesting. She gave off the same sort of vibe that Minerva does. Hmm. Oh, Well. Guess I'll just have to wait until I see her again, so that I can find out why she is similar to Minerva.

Don't worry Markal, I will grow strong and earn your trust.

Lucy POV

Ugh. These book lessons are so boring. I want to kill something. The only lessons I like are torture lessons with Aunt Lana, sword lessons with mom, and mass destruction lessons with dad. Aunt Navaris's teachings on dark matter manipulation are slightly interesting but I don't have any real interest in them. Aunt Akane's spear fighting lessons aren't bad although they are nowhere ear mom's level.

I can't believe Grandpa Karl is making us take lessons from books. I have the enhanced mind of a demi-god, books are absolutely unnecessary. The only thing I need to do is increase my strength, and tear my enemies apart. My dad says that I take after him with the whole kill everyone you don't like thing.

Apparently my dad's whole philosophy on life is "If something goes wrong than kill it, and if you don't like the result then go kill someone else. In other words just kill, kill, and kill again." Not a very admirable philosophy but hey, it works for me.

From what I can gather of other people's personalities and morals most people would call me insane or a psychotic serial killer or maybe some of both. Of course since I am only two years old I would get off with juvenile detention in my father's home world.........well, if they could catch me that is.

Anyway. Mostly I am just concentration on forcing my body to get stronger and faster although I am pretty good friends with Lilith and the Will kid is not so bad either. Hmm. There's something off about him. Oh, well. I guess I'll just have to go to hell for a playdate soon. After all, there's pretty much no one who would dare attack me.

To attack me would bring down the wrath of two God-Eaters, A Sword-King, A Demon King, two massive armies of dark elves and demons, the Devil, his wife, and my Magic King Uncle, and my grandparents, one of whom is the Devil's personal therapist\councilor. So yeah, attacking me is similar to starting the Apocalypse. Yep, Life is good.

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