In the vast expanse of darkness, myriad stars flickered with varying hues, casting an ethereal glow upon the endless void. Through this abyss, I wandered ceaselessly, each step bearing profound significance, shrouded in the enigma of existence that defied deciphering. My quest for absolute knowledge spanned countless worlds across millions of years.
In the myriad forms of life I traversed — human, animal, plant, demon, and beyond — I encountered the inevitability of death, leading into the realms of hell. Even amidst the infernos of different dimensions, I persisted in my pursuit of understanding, seeking the origin of it all.
After eons of searching, the answer eluded me, yet amidst the boundless expanse of uncertainty, one truth emerged — the primordial power of the WORD. It existed before the notion of a beginning, shaping reality itself with its very utterance.
Thus, I delved into the essence of WORD. Words served myriad purposes — to describe, to communicate, to manipulate, to control, and to deceive. They wielded the power of naming, shaping the fabric of existence itself, governed by immutable laws that even the feeblest of beings could not alter. And so, if words could be manipulated, so too could the laws of existence, giving rise to the Manipulation of Existence.
Asura: "Let me expand your horizons," he murmured, poised amidst the impending onslaught of the demon lords.
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In an instant, the air stilled, freezing the planet in its rotation and rendering the demon lords immobile in the vacuum of zero gravity.
Asura: "Manipulation demands immense spiritual energy, but mine is boundless, making the impossible attainable."
Drawing his great sword, he arched it backward, transforming the air into a pliable substance akin to cloth pierced by a stake. The demon lords, undeterred, propelled themselves toward Asura with increased force to withstand the zero-gravity onslaught. Yet, as the sword angled upward, they sensed an overwhelming pressure converging downward, akin to cascading rivers of air.
Before they could react, the great sword descended halfway to the ground, unleashing a deluge of pressurized air from all directions. Asura's aura shifted from blue to gray, mingling with the air particles and disintegrating all in its path, including the demon lords themselves.
Asura: "Let me conclude this with a touch of destruction."
His azure aura turned to gray, blending with the surrounding air as everything within its reach disintegrated. Amidst the chaos, Death and Poison vanished, leaving only Fire demon behind.
Meanwhile, in the demonic palace, a grand summoning of the DEMON GOD commenced.
Demon Lord of Souls: "Why does the air feel stagnant? What sorcery is this?"
System Interface: "It is his doing. He is not merely human but the nemesis of existence itself."
Demon Lord of Souls: "Then we shall summon the Demon God to vanquish him!"
System Interface: "Your confidence is misplaced. Some entities are beyond defeat, especially those who wield the power of NAMES."
Back on the battlefield, the world resumed its rotation.
Asura: "Impressive, to conjure flames akin to the sun's fury. Yet, I have grown weary of geniuses stealing knowledge that took me millennia to attain."
Fire Demon: "There is more."
Once again, the world halted as Fire Demon condensed volatile gases, igniting a blazing orb rivaling the sun's intensity.
Asura: "Facing a pseudo-sun may mark the end of my journey. This vessel may not withstand such infernal might."