AN: Another day, another chapter... Why are you guys so quiet all the time?

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"What?!" cried out the False God, of whom was in the middle of his space simply watching the world down below, when alarms began to ring incessantly loud, "What's going on?" The system continued to blare wildly, as multiple screens alighted with an enlarged symbol of some sort with a language I had not come across at that time. The language, by the by, was called English, and was widely spoken within a world called Earth.

In any case, this led to the world down below to fizzle into haze, as the False God's charges were sent into the area with the Tribunal, whilst he called upon the unknown person at the other end of a strange box nearest his throne. "You blundering fool!" howled the female voice at the other end, "The whole system got corrupted. How did you let that happen? No, don't tell me. 'It wasn't my fault', or 'I don't know' is what you were about to say.

"Whatever; reset the whole system. This will cause a backlog with the others, but you, Draxis, are in so much shit not even I can help you dig out of this one."

"What do you mean?" his voice quavered at the thought of a reset. Of which also meant that he, himself, will also have to go through a reset. This means that the False God of that time will be erased and brought back from a "Save Point". In that he will still be who he is, but will not remember anything from that point to now.

"Your whole system is corrupted, you ass," the female voice on the other side rose to a much higher pitch, as she screamed into whatever device allowed her person to communicate with him, "If it is not restored soon, everything in your little system will be gone forever. Do you know what that means?!"

It means, my dear audience, that we had inadvertently caused a chance to occur. One that would not only harm Terra's well being, but erase the False God from existence. However, we did not know this, and would continue to do so regardless.

"Yes," whispered Draxis, who could do nothing beyond accepting his fate. Of which he watched as everything within the space, as well as his person, became nothing more than whiteness.

*****

"What?" called out one of the Humans in full leathers, "What happened? One minute we were killing Goblins, the next... this."

What the Humans spoke of was the fact that whilst they were busy killing the Goblins that appeared and desired to kill them, the entirety of the world seemed to fizzle and become darkness. It was as though the Void of the Abyss rose up and devoured our persons, so great was the emptiness of the space. However, it did not last for long, as the familiar robes of dried crimson slowly came upon us in the forms of Roj and his "Tribunal".

"Well," he spoke slowly, "this is something we must apologise for. The system governing Terra became... unmanageable. Therefore, we shall be gifting you with the cores necessary for you to traverse the worlds within the Azzarathean Pantheon." To which he nodded as six violet crystals appeared before out persons, of which I shook my helmeted head at when Ignis and Be'el reached for theirs. For just as the three Humans took hold of their own, they vanished from the place, leaving us alone with the Tribunal.

"Um, Roj," one of the robed creatures pointed in our direction, "They haven't left yet."

"Hmm?" Turning to face us, their leader was about to speak when I vanished and reappeared not five centimetres in front of his person.

"Hello Roj," my voice thundered around their persons, as each shook in complete and utter terror as my body slowly became my skeletal self, "How have you been?"

"Why are you here?" squeaked the Halfling female, whose hood fell back to reveal her terrified features.

"I am allowed to visit old friends, am I not?" My right, lesser clawed hand swiftly gripped her body, and squeezed until her head flew off into the distant darkness. To which I released the body as it fell upon what was assumed to be the ground with a wet slap. "Be'el, Ignis. The one we wish for is this one," the primary claw of my left side gripped Roj's body swiftly, hoisting his struggling body high into the air, "all others are of no concern."

"Then?" asked the Fire Golem in child form.

"Do as you will, for I care nothing for them." This caused the pair to explode, as they regained their previous forms from the meeting. Of which caused a few of the members to scream as a swarm of Devourer Demons and orbs of molten lava flew towards their persons. Yes. They did enjoy themselves immensely, especially Beelzebub, who found pleasure in the eating of cooked Minotaur flesh.

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"Wh-what do you want?" cried out Roj, of who was forced to bear witness to the slaughtering of his companions, "We've given you everything already. What more do you want?"

"I want my world of Terra, Roj."

"But, but you were denied the right to rule. Why are you so bent on taking it?"

"Why?" My eyes did flare greatly at the recollection of the world I had called home so long ago, "That world gave me everything. A home. A family. Children. EVERYTHING! When I came to your council to demand my Terra to be returned to my person, I was met with laughter and scorn. Now?" The voice within my being boomed throughout the space, creating lightning and fissures of endarkened crimson, "Now I have found a way to take it all for myself, Roj, and you will be the key to helping my person do so.

"So give it to me, foolish Tribunal Leader Roj. Give to me your connection to Terra. Give to me the path that will set us home. Give it all to me, for I desire it so!" Endarkened silver energies crackled down my arm, and latching onto the body of the one in my grip. Of whom convulsed and did his best to scream as my chaotic magicks tore their way into his entire being. This was so, as what I desired was what made up his person, for he was nothing more than a living puppet moving to the tune of his master, Azazel.

The body of the being I held was torn apart down to his foundation, as a multitude of small orbs that mirrored the worlds within the Pantheon floated around my person. Yes. I was sorely tempted to absorb them all, but instead focused my mind on what was most important to my person, and those of my Undying few. For a time, these worlds continued to drift, floating farther and farther away from us, until, at long last, the orb of our world called Terra flowed towards my person.

Of which my energies latched onto, and was placed in my great maw to devour in its entirety. No. Nothing dramatic occurred. Instead, all that had happened was a great slew of knowledge flowing through my mind. This would have downed a lesser being, but as I was quite used to such occurrences, it only left my person dizzy for a few short moments.

Afterwards, I called out to my companions who then sauntered over to my person with grins upon each of their features. "Come, let us return to the Tower so that we may plan our next steps." Upon such words, we did vanish, leaving behind the destruction of the Tribunal for whatever system that controlled their persons to clean up.

*****

Unbeknownst to my person, the system within the Tribunal sent alarms into the area which was controlled by Azazel as her own, personal space. Here, she was trying to enjoy the few comforts of being a God King. Fine wine, good food, and a naked, Wolfman thrusting his awakened member in front of her face. Of course, she did reach up to grip the appendage to do with as she saw fit, but as soon as this occurred, the alarms within her space rang out.

This caused her person to jump, which led to her right hand tearing out the male's appendage with such a force, that it caused a spillage of its lower organs to fall upon her snow-white dress. Yes. This killed the Wolfman, of whom was not aware his death at the time. However, this made the little-girl-who-was-not-a-little-girl's energy to flare up. Of which ate away everything inside her controlled space.

Yes. Even her dress was destroyed, revealing her naked body to the world. Of which was quickly clothed in another snow-white dress, as she turned off the alarms which had interrupted her "alone time". "What now?" she growled, pulling out a tablet made up of crystal from the air. This led to her tapping the surface a few times until it revealed the dead Tribunal members. "Just this? I've already told the system not to-"

Azazel's voice was cut off as her eyes widened from the aftermath of what happened to Roj. For around the tattered remains were the various, miniature worlds which were the worlds within the Pantheon. Each one was slowly floating towards the body, forming together, then coming apart and trying once more. "What?"

This led to the system narrowing in on a small space which was used to house one of the worlds. One that was for the world called Terra.

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AN2: DEATH TO ROJ AND HIS TRIBUNAL OF FOOLS!!!