Long snow white hair, stained with blood. A handsome youth who had four swords by his hip. A katana, a saber, a Liuyedao and a Jikdo. The youth wore a black tailcoat with a black skull mask over his face. Dozens more of the soldiers stepped out to greet him with their spears.

"You dare to enter the God of Destruction's place?!" One soldier barked away at the youth who took out a Q-tip to dig his ear.

"Sorry, my hearing's bad. Still ringing from your dead commander's cry over there." The youth answered as he readied the Liuyedao or as it was known in the common tongue, willow leaf saber. The four blades by the youth's hip all had names. 

"Master Lee ... We can handle this if you wish." The four swords went out of his hip, drawing themselves as they showed their figures. Four women that were clad in armor and wore demon masks. 

"Thank you, I will go deal with that annoyance over there." Lee took a step forward, in that instant. The entire horde of soldiers before him were reduced to nothing. Lee continued up the grand staircase that led to the temple that belonged to the God of Destruction. Corpses of dead soldiers, weapons from ages of past, present and beyond. Living demon swords, laser guns, gatling guns and whatever one could think of.

Two statues stood before the entrance to the temple. 

"You are not allowed entrance to the God of Destruction's Domain!" They echoed, their voice was enough to blow anything in front of them away but Lee stood there with a sigh. The weapons, the metal armors, the corpses. Everything around him but Lee was still standing there poised and calm.

"I am the God of Destruction's Avatar. Did you forget that?" Lee roared back at the statues shattering them to fine powders of dust. Blown away by the wind that they used against others. Lee walked to the temple door, placing his finger in the middle of two gigantic doors. A tap was all it took. Where the doors flew away at high speed, crashing into the home of the God of Destruction.

Lee stepped in to see the God of Destruction standing in front of him wielding a sword and covered in a black armor.

"To think my own Avatar is present before me. So is there anything in particular that you are standing here for?" The jaws of the God's helmet simulated the action of a human mouth yet the voice coming from it was like an omen. An omen to the destruction that this particular God could unleash by his fingertips.  Even by his word he could speak the words of destruction to life. 

"Well, I'm just standing here because you called me here, remember? What is it now, Lucius?" 

"What, must a god have a reason to meet with his Avatar? You've already destroyed the malevolent gods. It seems that those of them who serve the Gods at my side have been giving you a rough welcome." Lucius spoke with ease as he let go of the sword, where it changed form to be a table with a marble board on top of it.

"That explains the annoying bunch of idiots at the front door." Lee said as he walked to the table. Standing in front of Lucius who took off his helmet. Wearing Lee's face.

"Might I say, you are one handsome devil. Of course I would wear your face, just to piss you off." Lucius spoke with a grin, snapping his fingers as the metal formed chairs for them to sit on. They took their seats as Lucius was thinking of a game.

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"Chess, Xiangqi or Shogi?" Lucius asked with a smile.

"Chess." Lucius was white while Lee was black. 

"Thanks to your efforts, you've ruined the Malevolent Gods. You've stopped their schemes of beginning an armageddon for many dimensons. Hell, you've even killed them. I was thinking that you were going to kill me next." Lucius spoke with a smile as he moved his pawn forward.

"I wouldn't kill you. I was annoyed with all those asshats attacking me from entering your realm." Lee said as he moved a piece, followed by watching a pair of glasses show up beside their table. Poured with clear white liquor that smelled of roses. 

"The Gods have decided to elect me to be the Supreme God that oversees the actions of others. I find it funny, to how a human has helped me achieve this. Yet all it took was me saying that the Malevolent Gods were the ones that caused your family's misery and plotted all of it." Lucius said as he held his glass.

"You were the only God that said yes to me when the others said no. You asked for a bit of faith. I gave you faith, and the way I see it. You're the only God I'll listen to. 52 Lives that you gave me were fruitful, each one was filled with happiness. You gave me power to fight back. Yet, I could not save my first family as Kael." Lee raised his glass, a toast with Lucius.

"Look at yourself." Lee looked at his hands followed by a mirror that showed his face. He was now back as Kael.

"Wait...Are you?" 

"Yes... Kael Webster, my avatar. I plan to reincarnate you back to your first life. You will remember all the lives you've lived. You will keep your weapons inside the storage space you have in your soul. All you have to do, Kael. Is live your life the way it is. You've always wanted to avenge your family from the first life. So now's your chance." Lucius said as he shared a drink with Kael.

"This is your life, Kael Webster. I hope that you will be able to enjoy it." Lucius said with a smile, seeing Kael's tears fall from his face.

"Thank you, Lucius." The God smiled to Kael.

Kael opened his eyes finding himself in an alleyway. Stinging sensation to his face, he felt some parts of his body sore and aching. Touching his head, feeling some sticky stuff on it. Then looking at his hand. A little bit of blood, and perhaps some shards of glass mixed with some liquor smell. This alleyway smelled like piss, but that was to be expected. He even found a needle to his right arm, they must have drugged him. Kael got back on his feet. Stretching his back, feeling the tension in his bones fade away. Then cracking his fingers. He had a lot to do in this world. 

Touching his ribs, he could tell two of them were broken. Placing his right palm over the broken ribs, a deep breath and a chant.

"Minor Heal." The stinging sensation over his ribs left him. Kael left the alley, he was back in Matello Metropolis. Like the duality of man, this place was beautiful to outsiders and to those who had the opportunity. Yet when one looks beneath the cracks of it all, they can find the disgusting things that lie beneath. Criminal organizations, syndicates and people who had power. Preying on the weak and the opportunistic. Kael looked at the mark on his chest. It was the symbol of Lucius, the God of Destruction. The shattered moon, it slowly changed to that of a crescent moon with a blade that cut it in half. Supreme God Lucius's mark. 

Kael smiled, he knew that everything will be alright. He was not going to let the mistakes of the past happen. He will not let his family suffer as before. His snake of a girlfriend, Cindy who left him for the other richer man. Rich was one thing, but the bastard was also the one who destroyed Kael's family. 

"Just wait for me you bastards. Mess with my family, and I'll destroy you." Kael said to himself, clenching his fists. Feeling the fire by his finger tips. 

"What date is it today?" Kael looked at the date, '21st July 2031 19:21' This date was important it was the succession for the Webster family. In the first life, Kael was late because he was beaten up badly and was sent to the hospital. His cousins had men attack him in the streets. Just to make sure Kael makes a fool of himself during the succession.

"Let's see you make a foll out of me this time."