Finally
It would soon be over…
After all this time, after all this suffering.
“1 million, 2 million, 3 million….666 million!” Damon could be seen on a gigantic scarlet mountain crushing deliciously red-looking fruits.
Oh, those were hearts, all of them. Some came from Beasts, some came from exotically sentient races, and a bunch came from humans.
In the Nightmare, everything was a commodity, including hearts. Chuckling, Damon turned toward the decapitated head of some random Platinum-Ranked trash.
“You’re the one who asked me THAT, right? I guess that’s your reply.”
How far would he go to save his loved ones?
For Damon, the answer was simple…
YES!
… And this included crushing 666 millions, 666 thousands, and 666 individual bloody hearts. This was in addition to the ritual spanning the entire Burnish Continent!
Just as Damon finished crushing the last Heart, it happened…
[Congratulations! Summoned… an Evil God?!]
[W-What the Hell Are You Doing?!]
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In Apocalyptic fashion, it appeared.
A being of chaos, destruction, and corruption, one whose mere presence was bound to destroy a couple of worlds. But as it appeared, IT shuddered instead.
H-How many souls had this human sacrificed?! But it wasn’t just the quantity; it was the quality. Emperors of countless realms lay there as mere sacrifices.
Dragon? Elf Monarch?! Titan Overlord?! Twelve-Winged Seraph?! Ancient Demon King?! Literal Wind Deity?! They were all there, now with a brand new prefix: “DEAD”.
As for whatever loot they had once possessed, it was all neatly piled into a Tower of Legendary Gear glowing brighter than a sun, smack in the middle of countless portals leading to dead worlds.
Yet he was smiling…
The human was smiling, radiantly so…
What the fuck was this?! A regular sacrifice would have been 666 hearts, not 666 millions something?! What kind of wish did this human have?! No, this THING couldn’t be human!
Yet, there were rules even for Evil Gods…
The poor evil deity still had to ask…
Even as it struggled to breathe…
M̴͓̯̙̘̫̲͍̞̋̎̔̓͝ͅͅ-̶̨̨̨̡̧̱͙̠̎̾M̸͙̜͍͓̘̤͆̅́̐̋͆̚͠ö̸̡̯̰́͗͐r̵͓̻̣̭̯͙̙͈̈̎̊͒͛̓͒̒̓t̸̥̤̘̤̜̯́͌̓͂͒̇̃̚ả̷̡̛͎̥͎̪͋́̅̌͌̑̀͝l̸̰̤̐̌̓̋,̸̼͖̠͚̓́͒̌͑́͘͜͝ ̵̛̩̬̔̃́̈̽̀̑̇̆ẅ̵̟́̈̒͊̉h̴̰̹̜͙̝̗̳̹̀͐̿̏͠ą̷̨͚̺̼̗̻̲̺̑̽͛̔̋̍ţ̵̘̹͓̣̮̮͙̎ ̴̗͙͚́͛͋̚d̷͓̜͎̼̪̖̅́̈̿̀́̆͝ȯ̷̧̞̜̙̺͓̺͜ ̸̦̟̍͠y̸̘̺̼͉̽̽̈o̷͖̾́̀͠u̷̥͆́͑ ̸̹͍̝͖̼̼́̌̈́͊s̶͎̳͌̌e̵̗̜̼̯̹͛̾̿̈̐̋͗͆͊e̸̟̟̙̍̓̏̌̅̉͘ͅk̵̢̨͙̮͎̥̊̇̀͝?̶̬̥̙̳̻̬̱̣̯̾͒͛͊͂͠ͅ ̴̰͙̘͕͚̙̈́̉̎̈́̽̚ͅB̵̨̺͎̠̳͙̟͎͈̱͌̽́́̐́̋͋͝o̸̡̡̯͇̘̹̅̑͗ú̷̮̖̩̱̘̥͖̫̺͍̀̽͘n̷̢͔͔̥̝͉͍̓̈͊̎̉̉̅̚ͅd̸̩̣͖̤̄̍̑̏̽͗͘̕͜l̵͇̣̥̙̹̩̳̣̑ȩ̷̣͙̬̼͖̪̜̮̍̾̐̊̓͐̚̕ͅs̴̱͙̤̞̬̪̻͚͆̄̿̆̓͐͜͝ṣ̴̨̦͕̟͎̱͓̖̾̔̊̊͆͝ ̴͎̹̹̟̙͉̊P̷̢̟͉̣̠͚͌̐͜ó̶̗̰̒͊͂w̶̘̬̼̏̓e̷̛̻̙͙̺̮̠̱r̸͇̫̿̾̑́̇̔͜?̶͕̻̯͚̦͚͎̫̐̓̅͠͝ ̷̨̧̤̝̲̠̙̑̂̆̄L̶̨͙͎̮̝̔̍̾̓i̵̭̰͉̩̩̲͋̉͌͛̒̂͑͊̂̐m̸͈̰͙̹͎̜̜̮̠̋̉̇̍́̌̍͝ͅi̷͉̜͇͚̫͚͊́͂̈́͗͊͒t̶̜̊̓͠ę̵̨̞̺̙̪̲̑͗̈́́͌͑̊l̷̤͔̼̳̞̥̤̘͝e̶͇͙̱̲̞͓̦̮̝̎͊s̴͔̱͈̒̈́ͅs̴̹̪̼̬̦͗ ̴̝̻͗̇̾̏̿͒̽̕W̸̛̬̳̬͚̘̓̔͆̄͑̄̒̈́̈ͅė̶̝̫͙͉̬͉̖ą̶̠̟͉͉̙̝̯̽̈̈́͑̓̋͐̄͘ḷ̴̯͌͂̐t̶̛̲́̃̈́̽̎̃̔̔̈́ͅh̶̠͔̫͙̟̯̱̀̑͂̉͒̃̋̌?̶̛͚̬̰̱̪̳̍͑͑̎͆̉̌͊ͅͅ ̶̧̗͕͔̞̣͎̰̱̓E̷̛̝͉͔̺̭̼̮̫̖̓̆̏̎n̴͙̺̬̽̈́̓͘͝ḑ̶̛̩̹̬̳̦̥͈̯̍͌̉͝l̸̥̮̙͙͊̍̒̉̃̃͊̄̕͜é̵̦̙̀̎͠ş̴̧̡̳̤̥̗̪͒̓̊̍͒̚̚͜͝s̶̪̣̊̊̽̐̀—̶̞̖̬̗́͋͂
(M-Mortal, what do you seek? Boundless Power? Limitless Wealth? Endless—)
Damon had waited all his life for this single moment. All the power he had accumulated? All the wealth he had stolen? All the worlds he had dominated? He was about to give it all up!
“Power? Wealth? I just want to go home….”