《Starvation March : Voidborn》


 Chapter 1 : The Unknown

    God was having the time of his endless life. Truly. Nothing could ever be better then watching some random, overpowered dude go around punishing criminals, saving the world (mainly heroines though) and getting a harem full of cute girls.


    He still wondered why all the reincarnees think that getting lots of girls in their harem is fun. Well, He does technically know since omnipotence and all, but still. It''s nice to pretend ignorance.


    Soon, however, something draws him away from his por... show. He could feel something happening inside of the Void, something he can''t immediately tell exactly what it is. And not knowing means not being ready for, not being ready for means danger, danger is bad, so bad has to be studied throughtly. Yes, God is really smart, He knows.


    Arriving in the void with his true body (Essentially a small ball of light), He looks around and finds... well, nothing. You know, nothingness and all.


    Still, his senses are telling him that something is happening. He doesn''t know what, where or when yet, but hopefully he will. Soon. Cause'' that''s how it always work. Plot armor and all.


    And indeed he doesn''t have to wait long for something to appear.


    The void itself began to twist and turn in an impossible manner, since nothingness can''t move, however, this isn''t a place where god exists for nothing so fuck physics. Fuck it real hard.


    Then, as God looked on, somewhat flabbargasted, something began to appear from all the spacial chaos. Examining it with his senses, God finds himself stupified that he has no fucking idea of what the thing is.


    If seen by the eyes of a human, the thing looks like darkness in gasseous form. Pure darkness with no light whatsoever in it, sort of like a very small black hole that floats around and doesn''t suck things in. Oh, correction, it does try to eat things though, as when God formed a divine hand and put it through the darkness, it quite literally ate the hand.


    Now depressed, God slowly directs the black gas out of the void and into the universe. He doesn''t want to risk the thing simply going off on it''s own and causing chaos... it might risk not creating enough! All hail chaos and randomness.


    Once outside the void, God releases the darkness and watches as it... well, just sorta floats around. Unsatisfied, god probes inside of it with his senses, but is suprised to find that his divine energy He was using was devoured the moment it reached deep enough in the darkness.Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    Although God isn''t actually a genius like He claims to be, He still is God. If He wasn''t able to notice the darkness expanding, even though it was only a couple centimeters, He would probably have to hang himself out of shame.


    Wondering what to do with the thing, God began experimenting on the darkness.


    Although the results were satisfactory, they were also very strange.


    X, as God had taken to calling the thing, did not actually have any sort of consciousness. This was proven in various ways, like hanging ''food'' in front of it, but it didn''t react.


    Another thing God discovered was that X could literally devour any and all creation. By eating, it would gain more ''mass'' and get bigger and denser.


    A little disappointed, God pondered over what to do with the thing. With a flash of inspiration, He teleported away from his divine plane and reappeared in front of a tree the size of multiple suns combined.


    After exchanging messages with the Universal Tree, the tree reluctanctly gave God one of it''s most precious fruits: The Enlightment Apple.


    Thanking the tree, God teleported back over to his divine plane and stood in front of X, who as always, was simply eating away at all creation around it in a very simplistic manner. Eat and grow to the extreme, really.


    With an excited smile, God threw the apple inside the black hole that was X and watched as the apple disappeared inside of it.


    X froze the moment the apple had entered it''s insides. A strange transformation began to accour, something that should only have happened much, much later in it''s life.


    Slowly, ripples of a bloody red began to surface on the black ball that was X. Then, the ripples slowly converged into two different points.


    Watching curiously, God suddently felt something was very, very wrong. However, before He could act, two huge, bloody red eyes emanating a feeling of pure hunger fixed themselves on him.


    Looking at the eyes in shock, God suddently felt something He hadn''t felt ever since his creation from immemorial times. Fear. Pure and all-encompassing fear.


    He could only watch in horror as X exploded in a fit of hunger, devouring all the divine essence composing his plane. Awaken from his shock, God tried to flee.


    Just as he was about to exit the plane, however, X launched itself forward towards God. Forming a huge mouth large enough to devour a city, it bit down on God.


    God screamed out in pain as he felt at least half of his essence be devoured by X. However, he couldn''t do much about it. He had tested it before, and X was completely immune to basically all magical, astral and divine attacks, much less physical attacks, so the only option was to flee.


    And flee He did. He gasped for breath even though he didn''t need it and felt as X finished devouring his divine plane and left, heading towards a different universe.


    God suddently recalled a memory, something He received from the first day of his life by an unknown entity.


    "Remember, child. One day, a tribulation will come to this multiverse. Although I cannot help you, remember this: Whilst fighting will lead to the end, the end will require love."


    And so, from that day, the event known by all deities, immortals and other powerful enough being was forever hetched into history: The War of the Devourer

 Chapter 2 - Flesh Seal

    Sitting on a chair in the middle of pure white room that gave off an incredibly holy feelingwas a young man, perhaps in his 20''s. Short black hair and pure blue eyes. He could be considered handsome enough to make even some men turn homosexual, but the dark bags under his eyes and his tired demeanor gave a different image from what should be seen.


    Grabbing at his face whilst gritting his teeth, the old man suddently shot up and screamed out "Fuck! Why am I even in here!? There''s no fucking point!"


    Suddently, a voice resounded from nowhere "Calm down, God. You know full well that even you need some rest now. Just let us handle this."


    Although the voice said this, it was shaky and evidently either hurt or scared. Perhaps both. God slammed his hand on the table, pulverizing it in his anger. However, after a couple minutes of deep breaths, he sat down on the chair once again.


    The voice from before sighed in relief and was about to recede when it heard God mumbling. "600 million years... 600 fucking million years I''ve been fighting... Just a little bit longer... just a tiny bit longer..." God was evidently trying to psyche himself up.


    The voice could sympathize with him. Although back in it''s home world it was considered the Chief God, in this particular army, it was mere cannon fodder. Furthermore, it hadn''t even lived more then a million years, and it knew that God was at least a couple trillion years old, if not more.


    And like this, God fell asleep once again. Although falling asleep might be the wrong term, as it merely entered a deep recovery state. Gods don''t need sleep after all.


    When he woke up a thousand years later, he immediately checked on all the progress of the war. His preparations were finally complete, and his ''generals'' as they were called had set up everything he needed.


    There was a time God thought of himself as omnipotent, but only now did he realize how wrong he was. He thought he could do everything, but he never actually checked or in truth, barely did anything. Now, however, he understood that there is no such thing as ''omnipotent''. It simply does not exist.


    Teleporting away from his divine plane, he reappeared next in a strange, black space. This was a spacial distortion, and the reason it was this black was that a titanic seal was placed in here.


    It didn''t take long for God to realize all the way back at the start of the war that X was essentially invincible, but it was slow and couldn''t actually hurt him easily. However, this went both ways. Neither party could truly hurt each other, and X''s initial attack was by pure luck and stupidity on God''s part.


    Now, God had spent millions of years finding seals and ways to counter X, with limited success, sure, but stillsomesuccess. This had given him much, much needed hope back when everything seemed ready to be destroyed by the abomination.


    Now, he had succesfully sealed it in this distortion. He still needed to send troops to fight it off by attracting it''s attention and blocking it from fully concentrating on the seal, but it was still possible to do.


    Countless universes had been eaten away by X before the sealing, and the damage was completely irreparable. This had not only hurt God, as technically speaking he is the conscience of the Multiverse itself, but also brought about chaos and given rise to... unpleasant factions.


    Worshippers of Destruction, Unholy Lords and Devouring Angels had sprung up at the opportunity and began to worship X, spreading further chaos in the already chaotic multiverse.


    God, as a being of pure neutrality towards the multiverse, could only grit his teeth and resist the impulse to wipe them all out. He had only let his subordinates deal with them, but it was never enough.


    However, right now, that was the least of his concerns. During his sleep, he had finally formulated a formula that theoritically speaking, could finally defeat X. Although defeat might be the wrong word, if he used his cards correctly, X would not only be sealed away, but he would also be able to study it harmlessly.


    God took in a deep breath and then stepped inside of the distortion. Immediately, the sight that greeted him was one that he had seen many times, but still shook his heart.


    Angels fleeing desperately from hungry tendrils, gods launching attacks capable of wiping out planets constantly, immortals using their heavenly arts and even endless army of undead commanded by the undead gods. Demon gods constantly trying to corrupt X or erode it away, only to flee when the recoil of their failed attempts almost disintegrated them.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.


    At the center of it all, a titanic monster with billions of arms and at least trillions of miles tall stood like an immovable fortress, constantly assaulted by all sides but never even flinching. On the opposite, it feasted on all the measly attacks. The moment God entered the battlefield, the two gigantic, glowing red eyes fixed themselves on him.


    A flashback of the first time he felt pain in his life passed through God''s mind, but he suppressed it through sheer willpower and experience. This was not the time to hesitate.


    Roaring out like an exploding star, countless clones of all shapes and sizes appeared besides God, just like an army descended from the heavens.


    Upon seeing this, all the warriors who had been stalling X sighed in relief and each retreated by their own methods. Teleportation, gateways and ultra-speed flight being only a bunch of them.


    X looked at God with a predatory gaze and it''s billions of arms all descended upon the clone army. This was the most realistic case of the devil against god to be ever seen by the multiverse, but neither of the contestant had time to appreciate the joke.


    Terrifying seals and arcane arts were fired as if a dam was suddently broken by the clone army. Millions of X''s arms were sealed away in only the first wave of attacks, but they simply regrew, and God could swear it was laughing at him judging by the pseudo-smile on it''s demonic face.


    As the hungry arms crashed upon the army, each clone scattered in different directions, each chased by tens of tentacles/arms/???.


    As for God''s main body, it was being chased by thousands of X''s arms. He skillfully evaded and sealed them away, slowly leading X away from the distortion''s seal.


    This countinued for weeks until they finally reached the final defense of the seal. God silently undid the seal, hoping, praying to some higher powers that X''s intelligence hadn''t advanced since their first meeting, since any semi-intelligent being could tell this obviously was a trap.


    However, X was not even 1/4 intelligent. It''s intelligence could, at most, be considered at the level of a snail, only basic instincts. It knew that God was tasty, so it wanted to eat God more then anything else. There is no ''if'' or ''but'', only ''want'' or ''need'' in it''s mind.


    As God suddently rushed away from X, he reappeared in front of 4 Greater Gods, the strongest of the gods apart from himself.


    Looking at them with a grim expression, they nodded expressionesly. What they had done could not be forgiven, and they knew it full well even if it was necessary. Their psyche as gods could never allow them mental rest, and as such, they chose to sacrifice themselves for the greater good now.


    Positioning themselves in a square formation with God at the center, the Greater Gods began chanting and making hand signs. Terrifying ondulations came out from their bodies and a titanic seal was immediately erected around them with only one entrance point.


    And soon enough, from said entrance point, a colossal figure appeared: X. Upon seeing God, it howled a universe-shaking howl and charged at God like a wild boar. God didn''t even open his eyes however, as X suddently found itself frozen in place.


    Then, massive amounts of dismembered and disfigured flesh began to flow out from the abyss and converge into X, restricting it''s movements.


    X''s bloody eyes opened wide and it began to struggle fiercely, albeit uselessly. This formation used the power of souls as fuel, and it had received innumerable amounts of them. As such, not even X could break out of it in less then an hour.


    As X roared and struggled, the 4 gods began to slowly fade away from existance, as their very existances were consumed by the formation. God stayed silent, but his heart weeped. These were the onlybeings that had existed since before this accursed war, and someof the few he truly cared about.


    As torrents of flesh and blood flowed into X, it''s struggles gradually grew weaker and weaker until it completely stopped, it''s colossal body densely locked inside the even more colossal amounts of flesh.


    Then, as by the plan, God''s eyes suddently shot open and the galaxy-sized wriggling ball of flesh condensed, crushing X inside of it until it was the size of a person.


    X''s essence began to seep out from the insides and invadethe flesh, gradually corroding and eating it away. God knew that this was the crucial part of the plan, and should it fail, the multiverse would be done for.


    A beautiful apple that radiated a brilliant green color appeared in his hand. This was the Universal Tree''s last gift.


    God fully knew that the Universal Tree was the real mvp in saving the multiverse. It had sacrificed it''s life to make a perfectly-weaved plan in order to lure X and fully seal it. Not only that, but he had provided a method to get rid of it once and for all. Sort of.


    God shot forward and shoved the apple into the ball of flesh. It was immediately eaten up by the flesh and it disappeared inside the thing''s stomach in less then the blink of an eye.


    Then, everything grew still. The struggles stopped and X''s invasion came to a halt, then retreated back inside the body.


    Slowly, a condensed, round gem appeared inside the flesh''s core, It was black with shades of red here and there, but the main change appeared outside, to the flesh.


    Slowly, it began to take shape. It wasn''t just a mere moving piece of flesh that had no mind anymore, no. This was the power that the Universal Tree had given it''s life for: The ability to grant anything and anyone enlightment and intelligence.


    When the flesh finally stopped reforming, a petite, sixteen years old girl with long white hair that reached her ankles and an overly pale, bordering on unhealthy tone of skin. Although her eyes were closed, God could tell they were the very same eyes that X had, a glowing bloody red. Strangely enough, instead of normal human ears the girl had cat ears and a tail the same color of her hair. [Deal with it, I''m a cat-loving fan( ?¡ã ? ?¡ã)]


    God suddently fell to his knees, sweating and panting. It was a success.

 Chapter 3 - Sentience

    After God finally regained his bearing, he scrutinized the girl, or X if you will, a little more closely.


    ''Mhm... Seems about right. The tree was right that it absorbed my memories, it took the same exact form of that one time..." God sighed, trying to wipe the embarassing memory from his mind, but alas, his subconscious denied him the joy.


    As the Universal Tree had deduced, X also had the ability to absorb powers, energy, memories and even forms from what it ate, although the exact percent of ''actually absorbed stuff''was impossible for even the tree to deduce.


    ''Speaking about stuff... Some clothes would be nice.'' With a small movement of his hand, God made a pair of clothes capable of withstanding supernovas. Of course, they could also restrict X in case of danger, but that''s just extra measures.


    After doing so, he picked up the malnourished girl up and teleported away from the distorted plane. After he left, due to the fact that the only pillar for the plane''sexistance had just abandoned it, it crumbled away into nothingness, bringing with it a legacy better left to the unknown.


    ~ A couple days later ~


    A girl began to stir in a bed, her consciousness slowly awakening for the first time.


    Her eyes slowly opened, revealing the bright crimson inside them. She slowly got up and looked around herself, finding that she was in what people would call a shack in the middle of the woods, but to her, it felt like seeing the most beautiful thing ever. Of course, anything would bebeautiful if it''s the first thing you saw in your life. Maybe, I didn''t check.


    She looked at her pale hands tipped with terrifingly sharp nails with a curious expression. Slowly opening and closing said hands several times, as if to check if they worked.


    After ten or so minutes of doing these sort of things, she slowly got out of bed. However, upon doing this, she realized an obstacle: She had no idea how to stand up.


    Information began flowing into her mind after she started making a conscious effort, and the girl groaned, holding her head that was throbbing with pain.


    After a while, the pain subsided and she stood up without trouble. Big accomplishment, you could say, considering her being mentally less then an hour old and all.


    Looking around once again, one could now spot a difference in her eyes from her previous blank look. Now, she looked confused and disoriented, but now her eyes contained intelligence in them.


    The door to the shack opened all of a sudden, scaring the girl silly and making her retreat into the corner of the bed, glaring at the intruder. Although in reality, the she was the true intruder, but that''saminordetail.


    A man, perhaps in his 20''s with short black hair and piercing green eyes followed right after. He stopped and looked at the girl with a strange expression, which the girl couldn''t quite put her finger on, and then began to make strange noises.


    Once again, a terrible headache hit the girl, getting her to groan in pain. The man''s eyes widened and his muscles tensed, but relaxed after seeing nothing was happening.


    After a bit of silence, the man finally broke the ice, and this time, the girl could understand. "So, can you understand me now?"


    The girl pursued her lips, she was still confused about alot of things, but at least she was now aware of her situation. From her point of view, it felt like she just woke up from a very, very long nap and her memories were very hazy at best. However, she could somewhat remember that this man was not someone she should be angering. Although she understood this, what did angering even mean?


    "... Yes, I can understand you..." She said, almost in a whisper, but the man still heard. Nodding, said man continued "Mhm... Good, that''s already an essential down. Now, tell me everything you remember."


    The girl looked up at him with a confused expression, but still obliged "I... I remember waking up here a while ago, then I had some headaches and stuff just came to me... I also remember... uh..." She stopped, trying to recall something sheremembered, but nothing came to mind.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    The man kept a neutral expression on his face, trying to gather as much information as he could. Obviously, this man was God.


    He had tried to analyze X in details with his divine sense, but it was completely useless. The only information he could gather was the strenght of her body, whilst what he wanted was the state of her ''core''.


    A worrying thing he had found was that her body seemed to constantly decay. He had tried to stop it in several ways, and failed several times. He did however conclude that she simply needed to eat or absorb meat to replenish herself, but that was a small price to pay to mantain her sanity.


    God nodded at her and waved her off with a ''it''s fine, it''s fine''. He had already decided how to deal with this, although he knew it wasn''t the best short-term nor even long-term solution, it was probably the best option he currently had.


    After giving her a brief introduction, explanations included and explaining to her what she was and who she now was, Xhad almost cried at some of his... slightly mean accusations, but he held back in the end.


    "... So we fought a long, bloody battle and I ended up sealing you inside of your current body. I then brought you here to rest and finish things up." God said, finishing a rather long and boring story.


    X had a very complicated expression. Some memories had come to her during this explanation, and she wasn''t sure how to feel. On one hand, she was currently with her arch-nemesis whom she not only fought for billenia, but also destroyed a great part of his ''turf''. On the other hand, he also gave her reason and emotions, which she certainly lacked before. He also didn''t seem to have any hostile intentions, so perhaps this could end peacefully...?


    The thought of returning back to her mindless self gave X shivers. She could still remember that constant, painful hunger that constantly haunted her and destroyed any possibility of reason. Of course, it''s not like she didn''t feel that hunger anymore, but it wasn''t even in a percent of what it previously was.


    After giving X a little bit of time to digest all of the information, God continued with yet another dab on her already guilty/scared conscience "Now, as you probably know, I could and should probably just seal you up in the deepest reaches of the void or some other place where you won''t be able to escape for a very long time, slowly losing yourself once again."


    X just wanted to run away. She just woke up for the first time, why would it be her fault what she previously did?! Go blame whoever sent her there in the first place( ? ?? ?)


    "However, that wouldn''t fix our problem. Only retard it. Therefore, I decided to speak with you first and see if you now understood the weight of your actions, and also wanted to make an offer to you." God said with an extremely serious (read: scary) face and moved his face close to X''s, looking directly into her eyes.


    "Become my subordinate and agree to this contract. In exchange, I will teach you how to live normally and can even get you to be my right-hand-man. How is it?" He said, obviously knowing she wouldn''t be able to refuse. God felt proud at his ingeniousity. Well, he had taken this whole ''contract'' thing from the devils, so some hypocrisy could be found here. Just a slight bit.


    As for X, forget running away. Just curling up and dying would be fine for her. Her arch-nemesis wanted to make her his slave, and even she, with barely any (read: none) experience, could tell this was not something she could refuse. Even just being a slave sounded very bad, but what about being the slave of someone whom hated you to the very core? Yeah, that just screamed ''your fucked'' really loudly, and it might not even be a figure of speech in some cases.


    Still, if she could get him to at least guarantee some basic godly rights, then maybe it wouldn''t be so bad? Furthermore, who said the contract would be a bad one? Well, her experiences were saying that, but fate was a strange concept even for beings at their level. Maybe it wouldn''t be so bad?


    "... Fine, what''s the contract like?" She finally said after crying tears of blood on the inside. That smuggy face of God also didnot help. Ah, how wonderful would it be to first smash it into bits with a stone, then cut it off and use it as a trophy...


    Ignoring the very strange (read: sadistic) expression on X''s face, God took out from a scroll that shined a strange, cerimonial light from he-knows-where and passed it to her.


    Carefully opening it, she began to slowly read it in order to not miss anything, seeking out hidden clauses all around the paper.


    Meanwhile, God too wanted to curl up and die. Not only had X takenthat form, she had also completely tookthat personality. And consideringthat person''s deeds, it was not a personality God wanted to deal with. But he was confident he could handle it as long as he kept by his side of the contract.Mhm... Besides, as long as I have those as a last resort, I can stay confident...


    Obvious to God''s thoughts, X continued her reading undisturbed, and by the time she finished she looked up at God with a suprised expression.


    "These... Aren''t too bad. I expected worst though?"


    God laughed slightly and said "Well, I want us to trust each other. As long as you don''t run rampant across the universe, even destroying a world or two is okay with me. Besides, who would ever force such a beautiful (read: starved/unhealthy-looking) maiden like you into doing things she doesn''t want to do?" God said with a teasing smile. Of course, he wasn''t actually enjoying teasing her. It was a test of personality. Mhm, definetly wasn''t...


    "S-shut up you creepy asshole. Fine! I agree, just get this thing over with..." She said with a slight blush on her face. Again God couldn''t help but retort in his mind attheir similarities.


    Of course, it was somewhat hypocritical how she was blushing at some teasing when she was stark-naked, enclosed in a house with no one around and the other person was her arch-nemesis. Good thing this isn''t a rape story, else it would end... messily.

 Chapter 4 - Name

    Inside of a giant arena, similar to the roman colosseum with the only exception being it''s size (100 times larger), a starved-looking girl weilding two giant warhammers was fighting against a horde of monsters.


    Chimeras, trolls, ogres and all sorts of creatures from the abyss stormed forth like a tidal wave, only to be mercilessly crushed by either a warhammer or have it''s head bitten off by the true monster in the colosseum: the girl.


    Weilding the warhammers as if they were little sticks, she jumped around smashing and crushing whilst laughing maniacally.


    This continued for a whole 5 hours. The once tidal wave of monsters had reduced to a mere trickling by now, and those that did come were, more often then not, scared silly and didn''t even dare attack.


    The bloodlust radiating off the girl alone was enough to render unconscious the weak of heart, and if that wasn''t enough, thehundreds of thousands of corpses scattered around the pavement like grass were quite the impressive (read: disgusting) sight.


    As the battle drew to a close, the ground split open and a titanic worm emerged, aiming it''s 10 eyes and huge mouth at the girl, hissing violently.


    The girl crackled and crushed the last monster before turning towards the worm. "Kekeke, you''re but a worm, so die like one will you?" She asked sweetly, if one ignored the maniacal laugher that went along with it.


    The worm roared, shaking the earth with the power of it''s voice and viciously charged like a bull towards the girl, who slammed both of her warhammers on the ground, creating huge cracks and making the entire place shake violently, making the worm lose it''s foot(?)hold and fall down with a thump.


    Before it could get up, the girl jumped on top of it and began to violently smash her warhammers ten, hundreds, thousands of times in a couple of seconds. The hammer blurred as it turned the once titanic worm into a titanic meatpaste.


    Once she was satisfied with the gore she created, the girl dropped her hammers uncerimoniously and carefreely walked away whilst wiping the single drop of sweat on her forehead.


    Upon getting a couple hundreds of meters away from the worm, a manappeared besides her, his arms crossed whilst having a raised eyebrow.


    "So? How did I do? I''m great, right?! Haha..." The girl began boasting the moment she saw the man, but stopped with an awkward expression when she saw his crunched up face.


    "That was beyond terrible. You completely lack any sort of skill. Whilst you did better then both swords, spears and bows, you still suck. Go to the backyard, we''ll have some lessons there, then go back home for etiquette class." The man said mercilessly, causing the girl to almost start crying.


    After the man once again poofed out of existance, the girl stopped her crocodile tears and sighed sadly. "Never enough, never enough... And they said I was a genius... a genius my ass!" She said, stomping on the ground, causing it to violently shake.


    Of course, what she meant were the tens of instructors she had learned under previously. They all claimed her to be an incredible genius, but how could they compare to someone who had existed since time immemorial? The mere amount of knowledge God (yes, that man) had was enough to fill several universes with books.


    And his expectations matched his knowledge equally, if not more. He was never satisfied with her, no matter how hard she tried. Although she had absorbed some of his knowledge, it was like a drop in the ocean. Furthermore, it was all basic stuff.


    This had led her to be severely unsatisfied, feeling as though he was that grandpa that was constantly grumpy and never satisfied.


    X''s physical strenght could be said to only be rivalled by God himself. For example, just to break one of the tiles on the colosseum''s pavement would require an overgod (gods that administer universes, essentially one step below God) to need to use all of their strenght and even then, it would leave them very tired.


    For her to do it this casually was impressive, however, that was her only advantage.


    Her magical abilities were null due to the fact that she would simply eat up any and all energy, be it Qi, mana or divine essenceshe absorbed.


    Furthermore, although she could fight for days on end and any wound would be recovered almost instantly by her insane regeneration, she had to eat equivalently to those advantages, meaning a lot. Furthermore, she was constantly hungry, probably a leftover trait from her time as the Devourer, as she took to calling her previous self.


    Releasing all tension in her body and trying to calm her chaotic mind, she began to revolve her core slightly. This somehow helped her relax a great deal and immensely helped in her meditation, and she really needed a bit of calm right now.


    After 10 minutes of doing so, she headed out of the colosseum through a teleportation formation and reappeared in a room filled with all sorts of stuffed animals and torture devices, a strange combination indeed. And for as strange as it was, the girl liked it.


    Jumping on her bed, she grabbed a stuffed animal with the shape of a cleshire cat. Some people may call it creepy, but to her it just seemed cute. After all, her own cleshire smile was far creepierthen this pseudo-imitation.


    Muttering devilish curses under her breath, she took her sweet time to relax. Although God had told her to go meet him, he too wasn''t in any particular hurry. Immortals like them had all the time in the multiverse after all.Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    Blessed by the comfort of her plushie and the soft bed, the girl fell asleep only after a couple dozen minutes of heavy blasphemy.


    Meanwhile, God was sitting on a chair in the middle of a vast courtyard filled with beautiful decorations and exotic plants whilst sipping on a soft drink.


    Although on the outside he looked relaxed, inside he was in turmoil.


    ''As expected of an existance that can even rival me! Her progress is terrifying. If only she wasn''t so crazy.'' He sighed inside, feeling somewhat regretful that she had absorbedthatparticular personality.


    It''s not like he had anything against bloodthirsty psycopaths. In fact, he rather enjoyed the chaos they spread. However, that was limited to demigod or deitylevels. Hell, he could even tolerate one at the overgod level, but one at his own level would be quite troublesome.


    Of course, she had already sworn to always obey him and they had made an oath over Fate''s watch. This was an absolute oath, and anyone that broke it was fated to die no matter how hard they struggled.


    He had given her a lot of leeway and freedom, even promising to teach her and help her in any way he could as long as she did not do anything that would the multiverse. For example, destroying worlds was okay, destroying universes less so.


    Although it didn''t seem like it much due to his attitude, he was actually starting to enjoy the company of someone who wasn''t truly a subordinate and didn''t treat him like an existance far above them. Although they often argued and even fought (Mostly him just dodging her whilst constantly spewing insults), he thought they were at least starting to become friends.


    No, he was sure of it. He was one of the foremost researchers on humanoid emotion and psycology, so if he didn''t understand what she was thinking he would just shame himself.


    She was obviously unsatisfied at his you-suck-do-better attitude, but he had forced himself to keep it. After all, as long as she sought to do better she would improve and if she did improve, so did her chances of finally ridding her past self.


    Huffing in annoyance, he wondered when life had become so complicated for him. He just sort of wished he could go back a couple billion years when all he did was watch reincarnees do their things and give the occasional advice to some overgod. That had been much more fun then having to constantly research X''s mechanics and having to deal with a psyco.


    Slumping on his chair, God began cursing to whoever was up there. Unexpectedly, God actually cursed himself.


    ~ Some hours later ~


    As God was meditating, he suddently felt himself leave the chair, then hit the not-so-soft ground really hard. Opening his eyes in a dull motion, he stared at the culprit, whom in turn had a smug smile on her face and was looking down at him.


    "That was a horrible grab. If I hadn''t been in meditation, I could have instantly gotten free." He instantly shot down her attitude and swiftly threw himself to the left to avoid the warhammer that came down on his previous position.


    X looked at God with a gaze that could kill, but he completely ignored it and began saying "You swing too hard in one direction and never consider the opponent''s dodge. You also rely too much on your physical strenght..."


    After a couple hours of lecture & practice (X assaulting God), he decided to finish up the lesson and teleported the both of them back to their house, which in truth was only 3 rooms: God''s room (a white space), X''s room and a living room.


    Inside of the living room, X sat down on one of the sofas whilst staring boredly at God, who in turn materialized several books and threw them at her.


    Catching them mid-air, she began reading them one by one. This was one of the options God had given her: Either have God transfer knowledge to her brain which she would have to analyze or simply read them, which was much easier. She chose the latter.


    Math, history, chemics, divinity, magic, technology... all sort of knowledge was piled up in these books. Furthermore, although X could read a simple book in just a couple of minutes, these books were so packed with words and information it took her several hours just to go through half a book.


    As they ''peacefully'' did their own things, ignoring the occasional sneaky warhammer smash, God suddently spoke up.


    "Hey, how are you feeling?"


    X gave him a look that said ''you insane or something?''


    "I''m fine. Why do you ask? Are you perhaps worried about me?" She asked with a smirk, only to be answered with a shake of God''s head.


    "Naw. I phrased it wrong. I wanted to say something like ''are you feeling... different?"


    "Different? Huh?" She said with a tilt of her head and a frown.


    Pondering over it, albeit uselessly, for a while, she ended up saying "Uh, what do you mean exactly?"


    Sighing, God closed the book he was reading and looked straight at her "I mean it like this: How exactly are you different from your previous self?"


    Seeing her suprised face, God smirked on the insides. He already knew where he wanted this conversation to go.


    "Uh... Eh, I... I don''t know? Like, I can actually think? I''m not as stupid?"


    His smile getting wider, God answered to her retorical questions "Do you know a very strange thing that fate does on us?"


    Seeing her confused face, God finished his sentence "Well, through much, much study and trials, I learned a very powerful thing. Do you know how demons have true names? It should be in the third edition of demonology."


    Seeing her nod, God continued "Well, although not as powerful, names have a definite impact on a person''s fate. A name defines who you are as a being, as a self and as a soul. A rock can have a name, although we won''t know it. A name is what an entity can recognize themself by, and fate will take that recognition and use it."


    X''s eyes were wide open at this point. She was already starting to understand his intentions.


    "Yo-you mean..."


    "Yes, I mean it like this: As long as you keep going as X, you will never truly change. So, let me ask you a question..."


    Getting up from his chair, God walked over to the girl and grabbed her chin a bit forcefully, getting her whole attention on himself.


    "Do you want a name?"


    ~


    God had to jump away really quick a moment afterwards, as two giant warhammers smashed where he previously stood, creating a giant earthquake.


    "DON''T EVER DO THAT AGAIN YOU BASTARD! I''M NOT A FUCKING KID!" She screamed in rage, obviously unhappy at his rather... strange actions. Although in truth, she wasn''t as angry as she made herself to be.


    "Calm down! Calm down! I was just trying to be dramatic! There''s no need to be angry damn it!" He screamed in response, feeling indignated at his dramatical ending going down the drain.


    Sighing, the girl threw her hammers away once again. She could summon them on a whim from anywhere around the multiverse, so they would never get lost. Truly convenient.


    "Drama apart, yeah, a name would be nice. X sounds bad anyways." She finally said, giving up.


    "Mhm..." Nodding God took up a pensive look before saying "Since you inherited her personality, why not also take her name?"


    Blinking, the girl asked "Who''s personality?"


    "That''s a story for another time. Rather, how does Alysha sound?"


    "That''s..." The girl answered, feeling conflicted. On one hand, she wanted to know more and didn''t want to be compared to someone else. On the other hand, the name sounded very nice.


    "... Fine." She gave in, feeling as if something unrecognizable inside of her change.


    Beaming, God answered "Great! Now, let''s do a small history test... tell me all the events in details from the start of the 54th universe down to it''s end..."


    A pained groan was his only response...

 Chapter 5 - Super

    The bell ringed and a neverending tide of students rushed into their classrooms, most of them either happily chatting about what they would do during the weekend, how their previous games of basketball, soccer of other sports went or simply reading books.


    Out of these students, one was wearing a beanie and was currently painfully groaning whilst sitting on a chair with her legs on her desk.


    Who might this person be? Of course, it''s Alysha, the nonsensical, maniacalsadist.


    As the bell ringed a second time, the teacher finally stood up from her desk and after a round of greetings, called out "Well kiddos, we''ve got new company today. Say hi to our newest addition, Alysha Deus."


    Getting up, she went to the front of the class and with a half-hearted curtsie, she introduced herself "Hello, my name is, as heard, Alysha. I''m 16, I like chocolate and I hate school. You''re welcome." She said, earning a laugh from most of the class.


    Going back to her desk, she plopped on it like a deflated baloon. Rolling her eyes, the teacher resumed her explanations of the various reasons school sucks the theories of mass.


    After threehours and twoother classes, the lunch bell finally rang. Immediately grabbing her backpack, Alysha swiftly headed down to the cafeteria. Sitting down on an empty table, she swiftly took out a sandvich and began gobbling it down.


    Why was Alysha, of all people, in a school you ask? She herself wasn''t very sure of it, but it''s not like she had a choice. God had basically forced her to go down in order to ''socialize'' with mortals and learn common sense, which in truth, was hard to do with God.


    She did, however, get him to come down with her and she also got him to send them to a somewhat ''fun'' planet where people with superpowes exist, albeit rare.


    As to why she had him come down with her? Well, like hell she would go down and bore herself to death. He needed to suffer as well. Yup, she wasn''t just scared of being lonely.


    As shedevoured calmly ate her sandvich, two people approached her. Glancing at them only once, she swiftly resumed her lunch, somewhat ignoring them.


    Ignoring her behaviour, they sat at her table and immediately began to chat "Hey, you''re the new girl, right? How do you like the school? How did the classes go?"


    The one to speak was a short, somewhat plump although not obvious, girl with glasses. She looked like the average shy girl, but considering she approached Alysha and spoke first, that assumption seemed wrong.


    "Mmh. It was good." Alysha responded, finally looking at them directly.


    "That''s great. My name is Sara, and this is my friend Merla."


    The other girl, Merla, was somewhat taller then Sara, around the height of Alysha (Still short) and seemed much more fit, but she didn''t seem particularly keen on talking. She just nodded and smiled, to which Alysha responded with a smile of her own.


    The reason these girls had approached Alysha was due to them being somewhat interested in the new girl. They had a class with her, and all she did was blankly stare at the teacher with a bored look, never seeming to pay attention. The teacher had tried to catch her with a question a couple times, but she always perfectly answered, thus the teacher just ignored her for the rest of the class.


    As the three girls chatted for some time, Sara suddently shushed the other two and looked at a guy that was approaching them with confident strides.


    Silently whispering to the non-attentive Alysha and always-silent Marla, she said "That''s Max, just ignore theguy, Alysha. He feels like the boss of the school and he''s an absolute jerk to everyone. Just ignore him and you should be good."


    Nodding absentmindedly as she ate her third sandvich, Alysha glanced at him boredly before resuming her lunch.


    Max looked like your stereotipical beefed-up rugby player. He was tall, muscular and had a perennial smugface. Overall, tipical bully. That was the statement that appeared in Alysha''s mind a mere second after looking at him. She did some research on human behaviour before coming to the school of course, so she wasn''t completely unprepared.


    Looking at the three girls, Max felt a bit strange. Although all he really wanted to do was just say hi, people had spread some pretty bad rumors about him. Furthermore, his looks definetly didn''t help his cause, and he also had some anger issues, so he always ended up in trouble.


    As he looked at the newest girl, he was somewhat impressed at how much she could eat. She seemed all skin and bones, and yet she had already eaten three sandviches.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    Unfortunately for her, she had probably already fallen into the trap of those two. He knew from experience that Sara, the plump girl, was not as friendly as she seemed.


    She would always approach new students and get them on her side and then force them to always side with her through various means, either guilt, blackmail or simple favors. She was the witch of the school for some and a hero for those who didn''t know better.


    When he reached them, he just ignored the two and addressed Alysha "Hey, how did school go? You like it?"


    She ignored him completely, not even bothering to look up at her. Frowning a bit he said "You okay? Hey?"


    Still ignoring him, she took out a chocolate bar and began nibbling on it. Now somewhat pissed off, Max took out a coin and softly threw it at her.


    She moved back, missing the shot. He could swear he saw her smiling evilly, but that smile dropped the moment the coin hit the chocolate bar, who had moved back along with her.


    The coin broke the thin chocolate, getting it to fall down to the floor. Silently looking down at her lost candy, Alysha furiously repeated in her mind ''I promised not to kill anyone, I promised not to kill anyone... But I can beat him half to death... Oh right, no excessive violence...''


    Still, her anger wouldn''t be stopped so easily. She immediately began to furiously spew insults upon insults upon him, getting the poor guy, who already felt somewhat guilty at his prank gone wrong, to feel like suiciding.


    "You fucking brain-dead retarded piece of shit! Do you have maggots in your brain instead of neurons!? You think that you can just fucking go around throwing coins at MY chocolate?! Get a god damned life you muscle-brained bastard! Go fuck yourself or I''ll cut off your testicles and shove them down your fucking throat!" She screamed at him, her blue eyes tinged with madness.


    "I''m sorry! I''m sorry! I''ll pay it back to you, okay?" He tried to excuse himself, but she ignored him and waltzed away fuming.


    The rest of the day went by quickly. When the final bell rang, Alysha, along with all the other students, melted into a giant tide of students rushing back to their homes via cars, busses or simple walking. She chose the latter.


    As she walked along the busy streets, she took out an iphone and began calling someone.


    "Hello? How did the day go?"


    "Awful, obviously. Your idea sucks, that place sucks. I can''t stand those repulsive brats. Imagine, there were two retards trying to recruit me into their little gang at lunch. I had a really hard time trying not to dismember them."


    "Hm. That was expected, anything else of note?"


    "Subjects were easy as shit, people were annoying as shit, toilets smelled like shit..."


    "I get it, lots of shit. You''re free for the rest of the day, however, don''t touch the school. I''ll see you soon." The other person, God, ended the call quickly, making Alysha somewhat suspicious.


    Never one to dwell on things too much, she shrugged it off and walked for a couple hours until she found a completely remote and empty alleyway.


    Throwing her schoolbag into a dimensional ring (conveniently gifted by God), she also took out a black mask that had two tear-like markings under where the eyes should be.


    Putting it on her face, she looked back up, and where beforehand were bluish eyes, now stood two ominous, glowing red eyes. She also took off her beanie, revealing her two white cat-ears.


    Sighing in relief at the newfound freedom, she began to stalk through the unhabited areas of the city, searching for a location she had seen on a map but couldn''t quite tell how to get there.


    After an hour or so, she finally found it. A huge supermarket with hundreds of people inside buying all sorts of very expensive stuff.


    Grinning like a mad(wo)man, she charged head-first into the wall of the market, smashing it into pieces along with whatever unfortunate soul happened to be in her way.


    Everyone in the supermarket froze at the sight of a short, creepy-masked person suddently waltzing into a random shop, but since villains weren''t very rare, there was a standard procedure known amongst the populace.


    Many people immediately got to their knees with their hands over behind their heads, whilst the less experienced ones were at a loss.


    "Hello slaves of society, I''m gonna be your bosstoday, and we will play ''Who''s the fucker who wants to die first because he doesn''t do as I say''. So, first order of the day, everybody get over tothat wall."


    Since the market was big, but not huge, everybody had seen what had happened and whilst some silently slipped away, most immediately obeyed.


    Seeing the entire supermarket at her disposal, Alysha licked her lips and restrained her impulses to brutally kill all of these people.


    "Now, slaves, you will be good people and just kinda stay there in the background like the non-important little shits you are. Anyone does anything I don''t like, and trust me, there''s a lot of things I don''t like, and you turn into meatpaste." She said before casually lifting an entire shelf (10 meters long) with a single hand and throwing it away.


    Intimidations over, she leaned over to another shelf and began waiting. Her reason for doing this right now, unexpectedly, was not simply to destroy everything. She first wanted a solid reputation, and for that, she needed to make chaos. Second things, she wanted to test out the strenght of the Heroes that would surely appear in a bit. Third, she wanted to have some mental relief.


    God had told her that she would only have to go to school thrice a week, and the rest of the time he would just send over a clone that acted exactly like her. Of course, said clone couldn''t shatter continents with a punch, but it would still be enough.


    The rest of the time, she was free and could basically do whatever she wanted, as long as she followed some basic rules, but even those were very lax. No destroying the world, no genociding humanity and no unprovoked massacres.


    So, she held by those rules and didn''t kill the hostages. She would limit to killing all but one hero in order for them to spread her amazingness, then maybe beat down some more heroes, make an evil organization, create some evil minions and maybe blow up a city or two. Small stuff, really.


    After a mere 5 minutes, sirens began wailing outside of the building. Grinning like a kid with a new toy, she picked up two random 10 years olds from the group of captives, much to the dismay of two mothers, and ordered the others to stay where they were.


    One of the mothers tried to get back her kid violently, so she slapped her, sending her crashing into a wall and probably breaking every bone in her body. She died almost instantly.


    Turning back around, she headed out of the building with two kids held by their respective necks, each crying or kicking her uselessly. It was time to break things, mostly lives.

 Chapter 6 - Maniac

    As I walked out of the building, a policeman began shouting the tipical "Drop the gun! We have you surrounded!"


    Since he was nice enough to ask politely *snickers*, I obeyed and ''dropped'' the ''gun'', meaning I threw a whole lot of nothing.


    The policemen, seeing this, probably figured that although I was disarmed, I probably was a super of sorts, so they kept caution but didn''t fire at me, either due to the two kiddos I had by the neck or because they didn''t have the approval yet.


    Although supers would be strongly prefered, decimating the police could do as well. After all, I came here to build reputation, not to have fun... Well, maybe just a slight bit of fun, but work is important! Maybe.


    Holding the two now unconscious kids (cut off air supply) in front of me, I shouted out "You have 5 seconds to kill yourselves before I kill these two, and then kill you all. Painfully." Honestly though, I''d probably find them even after they died and kill them again. I mean, I never did say ''how'' to kill themselves right?


    (Un)Fortunately, they did not listen and 5 seconds passed very slowly (for them). When the countdown reached zero I crushed the necks of the two kiddos before throwing them at the speed of sounds against one of the 6 police cars parked there.


    The impact that followed threw the car back, but didn''t do much damage. After all, you can''t expect normal meat to crush metal that easily, and I did hold back.


    Immediately, the police opened fire at me. I took it all in like the good girl I am and kept walking forward, ignoring the alarmed shouts of the policemen.


    Picking up a nearby car, I smashed it against three policemen, followed by another group. And another.


    Soon, we were playing a friendly game of tag where I''m the catcher, and if I catch them they die. Pretty horribly too, but those are smaaaaal details.


    Soon, more and more policemen began arriving. I had, by now, moved a couple hundred meters from the shop and all I was really doing was sending people to good ol'' Satan. He''s such a nice guy, working so hard overtime...


    Bored of playing with weaklings, I used my full speed for a split second. The next instance, the 40 or so policemen that had arrived found themselves with each of their limbs separated from their torso, heads included.


    Unfortunately, the civilians had all evacuated the area, so I had nobody to play with anymore. Sighing in sadness, I picked up a random arm and tried eating it, only to remember I still had a mask on.


    Since I did need to go to hell 3 times a week, I could not just ruin my normal identity. Furthermore, I had come up with a really cool nickname for my ''freetime'', so wasting the opportunity would be pretty stupid.


    Finally, after 10 more minutes of killing the occasional idiot(policeman) that arrived, I heard a hovering like sound.


    Looking up at the source, I was met with a punch straight in the face. Flung back hard, I hit a house''s wall, which instantly fell on me.


    Since the damage done to me was, well, non-existent, I focused my hearing on their conversation in order to get an idea of whether it would be worth it using these guys or waiting for someone stronger to appear.


    "Good hit Maximus!" A girlish voice said. I could hear three different heartbeats on the ground and one that remained in the air, so 4 people in total.


    "Yeah, I didn''t expect that''d get that psyco. That''s at least a death-row criminal though, look at all the deaths..." A boy, probably Maximus, said, his voice filled with disgust.


    "I don''t get how some people can turn into such monsters. She killed even the bystanders!" Said another girly voice, a different one then the other. Harem much?


    "Guys, I can still sense her presence. I don''t think we should be playing around now." Yet another girl said. Harem confirmed.


    A huge boom resounded as all the rubble that had fallen on me was thrown to the sides. Getting up slowly, I began to laugh maniacally in a poor attempt at being a good villain.


    "Kekeke... Heroes, is it? Sure took you a while to come here... Now, let me enjoy your screams!" I shouted and charged at the Maximus guy, who stood a towering 2 meters tall. That''s quite a bit taller then me, but height isn''t strenght, even if they rime.


    Suprised, but still determined, Maximus roared and charged back at me. Our punches met, creating a strong gust of air.


    Our 1v1 exchange continued for a minute, until Maximus suddently tripped me with a strange move. Although it only made me stagger, it was enough for Maximus to shout "Now!"


    Suddently, a man-sized stone hand shot from the ground and grabbed me, then, the person hovering in the air flew down and dropped a whole bunch of things of me. And those things looked quite a lot like granades.If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    "Oh. Shi..." I didn''t get to finish the sentence as 20 something bombs of all sorts exploded in my face, destroying the stone hand and supposedly me too in the process.


    Breathing heavily, Maximus shouted "Good job! We got her! Angel, heal me!" The girl who had done nothing the whole time replied with a "Yes!" and I couldn''t see the rest of what they did, but I assume she healed him.


    The flying person (girl too) suddently shouted with fear in her voice "Careful! She isn''t done for yet!"


    Pissed off at her destroying my carefully planned successive scene, I threw a rock from behind the smoke wall that had formed. It fully hit her dead on, piercing right through her unprotected chest and through her heart.


    The light in her eyes dimmed and she fell down. Ignoring the panicked screams, I slowly walked out of the smoke, my bloodlust ready to explode and devour everything around me.


    Illusions of rivers of blood, corpses everywhere, darkened skies and wailing souls began appearing and, if I wasn''t suppressing it to the extremes, these illusions could become a reality. The two girls screamed at me, slowly walking towards them, surrounded by bones, corpses and faces that appeared and faded.


    "If I had trouble with a bunch of teenegers like you, I would never dare look at myself in the mirror. Become the stepping stone I need and DIE!" I screamed as two giant hammers, the handle over a meter long and the hammers at least the size of a person, appeared in both of my hands.


    Charging at the annoying harem-seeker, I raised them both and prepared to smash him into oblivion. He had been long since paralized by my bloodlust. Seeing such a weak will, I couldn''t help but snicker at him.


    Then, the hammers descended.


    And as the hammers descended, a person suddently appeared in between me and Maximus.


    Raising his hands, the person blocked both hammers with a single hand each. A giant earthquake was created due to the aftermath and the three(four) heroes were sent flying away.


    Letting out a stupid sounding "Huh?" I looked down at the person whom had the strenght to stop my somewhat strong hit. Of course, if I was to truly hit hard, this world would be done for, but I didn''t.


    Wearing an angel mask, the person laughed a bit before saying "Hello there, you having fun?"


    Recognizing this voice, I screamed out in rage "YOU! IT''S ACTUALLY YOU! MOTHERFUCKER, WHY ARE YOU HEEEREEE???"


    "Can''t let you have all the fun now, can I?" Inside my mind, a telepathic message also appeared "I''m playing the hero. Play along and I''ll give you an extra-sized chocolate egg at home."


    Although he couldn''t see it, though it felt as he could, I smiled brightly at the bribe and sent back a "Yes~!"


    Separating ourselves by jumping in opposites direction, I looked at my enemy,my rival, my friend and my teacher all in one person.


    Seeing my look, he laughed and said "What? Scared to act now? Weren''t you bragging about not having trouble with heroes before?"


    "Shut up scumface, you''re different and you know it. However, I''ll still tear you to pieceeeeees!" I screamed and rushed at him, only to suddently find myself confined in a small barrier.


    Smashing my hammers on the barrier softly, the thing held. Frowning, I smashed them harder, and harder, and harder.


    Even when I was going at it full strenght, the things held. This meant only one thing: God actually wanted to keep me here, which would be slightly annoying.


    I kept smashing for 10 or so minutes until I saw him entering the barrier. I couldn''t see the outside, so I wasn''t sure of what he did, but since he wanted to be a hero he probably helped the girl I killed and brought the heroes to safety.


    As he entered, the barrier disappeared and I felt several scouts now being all around. Grinning, I figured he probably had the same goal as me: to build up reputation.


    "Well, how should I call you, dear?" He said with a small laugh.


    "S-shut it! Rather, what''s YOUR nickname brain-dead maggot?" I shouted back, irritated at his usage of friendly terms. We''re enemies for fucks sake! It''s not like I''m actually embarassed.


    "Haha, well, you can call me Overseer. It fits me, don''t you think?" It did.


    "No, it sucks. Your naming sense is worst then a bug''s, and bugs don''t have a naming sense. Call me Maniac, you dickfaced retard." I said without a hint of joking, but he shrugged and simply shot back "It''s not like your naming sense is any better. Rather, we should actually fight, else someone else might steal our little show, don''t you thinK?"


    "For once, I agree." I said and prepared my hammers. Suddently disappearing from sight, I reappeared in front of him and swooped my hammers in a pincer motion with him inbetween.


    Jumping up just in time, he avoided the hammers and roundhouse kicked me, but I blocked it with the hilt of one of the hammers. An electrical shock at least a couple billions in volts followed his kick, but I endured and smashed him with my other hammer as he kept up his attack.


    Whilst he flew back, I followed right after him andsmashed like the Maniac I am whenever he touched the ground. However, due to his backpedaling and already higher momentum, he kept dodging all of my attempts.


    The ground cracked and shattered, buildings were pulverized, the random innocent that hadn''t evacuated (several of them) were turned into meatpaste by our exchange.


    Then, he suddently flew up into the skies and several spears began appearing all around him. And by several, I mean hundreds of thousands.


    Seeing him go somewhat serious, I grinned heavily and shouted "Hey bitch, you know what I''ve been doing all these decades!? Well, guess what, I''ve been inventing a new technique! Be proud of me you shit!"


    Throwing both my arms up with my hands in a cup position, I brought out a small portion of my core out to my hands. From outside, it would look like as if a black hole had suddently appeared in my hands.


    Of course, this was a very hard and risky move, as well as very hard to master. But still, I succeded.


    "Hmm. The laws of devouring are very similar to those of gravity. I see you fused them to the most basic level. Try harder next time, as that''s not gonna help you." He said through telepathy, suprising me at how he figured it out.


    As the heavenly spears rained, a tremendous amount of gravity appeared in the black hole, eating up almost all of the spears. Still, some of them found their way past and impaled me, but those could be counted on two fingers.


    "Damn you!" I said after reabsorbing my core back into my body. Seeing that by now I had taken enough damage, I had to retire, or this would turn into a real fight, and I couldn''t do that.


    "I''ll be baaaack you biiitchhhh!!! I''ll rip off your skull and shove it up your anussss!!!" I screamed before waltzing outta there at tremendous speeds, breaking the speed of light. In a matter of instances, I was back at my home, our home.


    Throwing away my mask, I sat on my bed after a bit of calming down and held my cleshire plushie close. It''s a good thingnobody was there to see that single tear that slid down my face, or it would''ve been quite embarassing.

 Chapter 7 - Consequences

    When I woke up, feeling dizzy for some reason, I went downstairs to watch the TV and see how I did. I brought my cleshire plushie with me, too.


    Jumping on a sofa with my whole body finally free after putting on some clothes that actually fit me (My tail wasn''t confined in my pants anymore), I turned on the TV and skipped a couple channels until I arrived at what seemed to be a news channel.


    There was the tipical reporter guy, and he seemed to be around the area of our fight. I watched with interest as he spoke.


    "And so, the great hero team [Justice Eagles] quickly arrived at the scene upon hearing of the attack. However, what they found was far beyond what they expected! Never did anyone think that the attacker could actually be an S-rank criminal, and some claim that she may even be an X-rank, since if Overseer hadn''t come in time, many more might have died! We now will give word to a survivor!"


    Oh, I remembered that man! T''was the guy that hid under some debris and played dead. "*Coffs*, hello people. Yes, I am indeed lucky to have survived Maniac''s attack. How I survived, I would rather not tell, as it was..." He shivered a bit, obviously traumatized. Ops. "... I was one of the few unlucky ones to be in the shop at the time. At first, when she suddently appeared, she didn''t seem much. However, she quickly killed all those who didn''t obey her... and... that included a mother that just... wished to defend her child..." He began crying and broke down. How weak, seriously, it''s just a bit of gore...


    "Ahem! As you may see, our interviewed may not be able to tell us much more. Let us switch instead to the savior of the day, the great Overseer!"


    God appeared on screen, wearing his weird-ass mask and acting all high and mightly. A vein or two might have popped when I saw him like that.


    "Hello, people of the world. I am a newly appointed hero, and I merely did my duty. It was my honor to be able to defend a nation, no, a world as great as this. I have talked with the leader of the Hero Association, and we have come to an agreement. An order has been sent out to be on the ready for Maniac, and I have told them of her powers. I personally consider her to be an X-threat, however, depending on the situation, she might even be an Hthreat."


    "Great Overseer, what do you think of Maniac? Why is she doing this?" A random reporter asked, earning a chuckle from God/Overseer.


    "Well, it''s a long story, but I think I can share it with you all. Although I cannot and would rather not go into detail, it goes like this. She was, unfortunately, captured by a villain scientist whom experimented on her due to her already very high strenght. She was locked up in a cage, fed with drugs and essentially left to die for over 40 years. However, an opportunity arose for her to escape, and now she has vowed revenge on the world." He said with a sad tone. Hey, I almost seem like a righteous girlhere. Almost.


    A miriad of questions were asked in the span of a couple seconds by countless reporters, whom stormed around Overseer, asking him all sorts of private and strange questions. He calmly answered every question with style, albeit some responses were rather... no, it''s better to say they were completely shameful.


    "Sir, do you support the Gay and Lesbian association?" One asked for example, and he answered "No. I support the Bisexuals." After all, God was sexless in a term. That fact didn''t bother me at all. Nope.


    Finally, after placating the storm that were reporters, one random person asked "But, sir Overseer, how do you know so much about an unknown villain that only appeared now?"


    He chuckled sadly and began narrating "Well, as I said before, she was captured. Well, the truth is, I was the same as her."


    A round of gasps escaped from everyone around him. I raised an eyebrow and kept listening to the TV "I too was captured, albeit later on then her. We were quite close friends whilst inside that hell. And although we only saw each other every year or so, we still made the most of it. When that fateful day came, I vowed to never let anything like what happened to me happen to anyone else. She wasn''t like me. I tried convincing her, but it was no use. And that is why I made it my mission to stop her, no matter the cost. I shall bring show her the light of the world!" He said with a determined face.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.


    I began laughing extremely hard at his rather good acting. If I hadn''t known otherwise, I actually would''ve believed him. After all, he himself often jokedthat light was more often then not more dangerous then darkness, as light can kill, darkness can, but only indirectly.


    As I kept watching the show, laughing every now and then, someone said from behind me "You know, you should really keep your tail in check. If you wave it so hard, something might break."


    Yelping in suprise, I jumped away from the intruding hero. "S-since when were you even there?"


    He gave me an odd look and sat down on the couch next to me, picking up the controller and going through a couple channels before answering " Since about the time you began laughing weirdly. Really though, it was hard making them believe we were not accomplices. I had to make up some evidence, or those people might have arrested me right there and then. Seriously, what''s with them? Oh, and here''s all the things they made up about you."


    He passed me a strange paper. As I unfolded it, my eyebrows quickly turned frowning and I let out an angry voice "... What the hell?"


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    Name - Unknown


    Nickname - Maniac


    Disposition- Villain (Kill on sight order)


    Classification - Brute 10+, Mover 9, Shaker 8.


    Location - Suspected to be somewhere inside Washington. Exact location unknown.


    Personality - Due to the intense experimentation performed upon her, she seems to have an excessive hate towards other humans. She also appears to be an extreme sadistand likes to toy with her opponents before brutally crushing them. Despite her seemingly easily prone to anger attitude, that may very well be just a facade to hide the intellect underneath.


    General info - Has been observed to either wear easily distinguishable cat-like ears and a black mask with two blood tears. She is about 160cm tall, but exact measures are unknown. It has been judged that it is not worth it to risk taking her measures. Her hair is purely white, probably due to the heavy drug consumption and her skin is just as white. Overseer claims that although she is insane and he agrees that she has to be either killed or heavily detained, he also claims that detention would be very hard due to a trauma she developed and asks that the Hero Association let him deal with her whenever possible.


    Powers - She has been observed to weild two heavy warhammers easily, as well as complete immunity to small and medium class firearms. She has also displayed impressive speed when needed, although exact limitations are unknown. Another thing to note was the strange black hole that she used to suppress Overseer''s [Justice Rain]. More information is to be collected.


    Notes - It has been hypothesised that sweetsmay be able to distract her, and it is raccomended to bring themalong during battle.


    Raccomended strategies - Flee on sight. She has shown Shaker power similar to a black hole, capable of eating away even at metal. It is raccomended for Thinkers and Tinkers to collect information on every opportunity, as strategies are currently being devised. Only present feasible strategy is the use of heavy artillery suppression during retreat.


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    My head snapped towards God and I immediately began yelling "What the hell?! Why is this thing... It''s..." I couldn''t quite find a reason to be angry, as this was necessary and all information was basically fake, but still.


    "What? Are you angry at me? You looked to be quite happy at the tale I spun up?" He questioned with an annoying smirk. Ah, how I wish I could tear off his face and stick it up his butt...


    "Errr, I don''t really want to know what you''re thinking with that face. Whatever, rather, I will need to definetly help you with your Devouring Law. You''re... decent at it, but you''re not applying it correctly right now." He began in a lecturing tone, and I groaned sadly.


    Hell, I spent the last 100 years studying and refining that Law. Laws are essentially the same as Authority, just more specific to a certain subject. My own Laws are Devouring, which I thought I was good at, Death, which I am trying to refine into the Law of Carnage or Destruction and finally Gravity. Gravity and Devouring are my two main laws which I hoped to fuse whilst Death would serve as some sort of boost. But of course, what''s a couple Laws when you''re rival is literally the incarnation of all Laws in the multiverse...?


    As he lectured me, I felt a some sort of rope snap inside of me. Getting up from the couch, I slowly walked towards him. He continued lecturing, not even looking at me.


    When I was right in front of me, he finally tore off his eyes from the TV and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Wha..?"


    He didn''t get to finish his sentence as I slapped him straight in the face. It wasn''t a hard hit or anything, but I hoped the meaning behind would get across.


    Rubbing his face, he glared at me. "What was that for?"


    "Revenge for being a jerk to me for the last century and for stealing my villain moment." I simply said before sitting right on him.


    "... What are you doing?"


    "Sleeping."


    "... You don''t need sleep, though?"


    "And you don''t need to question me about my habits either, right?" I retorted without even looking at him. By now, I was completely leaning on him, my head touching his chest.


    My need for revenge and something else partually fullfilled, since he obviously wasn''t comfortable having his archenemy right on him like this (I think?), I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off. Yup, it''s as in those books I read, other people are the best pillows.


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    Yey, for once it ended on a happy note! (Is it happy? I think so.) Sorry for short chapter, next one will be longer.

 Chapter 8 - Banging Ganging

    When I woke up, I found myself on a harder-then-usual pillow, only to realize that God hadn''t moved away. Thankfully, nobody else lives in this house, or I might have needed to erase the sight from their brain...


    I snicker at my own attitude. Since when did I need a reason to torture things? Oh yeah, that''s right. I never did.


    I turn a bit from my sideways position and look up at God, whom was sitting and had his head flung back, deep asleep. I silently got up, but before going away, I turned to look at him one more time.


    He had changed his hair to a deep black and had a fairly attractive face, albeit not perfect. He was, however, seriously tall and had some very compacted muscular.


    Getting closer to him, bit by bit, I slowly reached for his face with my own, looking at his closed eyes with an intensity dense enough to drill a hole through him.


    Then, as we were almost touching, I headbutted him as hard as I could.


    He was sent flying deep down into the earth, reaching at least a mile or so underground. I had locked down the noise in the area, so no sound escaped, but still, that looked painful.


    A groan resounded from deep inside the hole, and I began laughing cheerily.


    God flew back up as the hole under him magically closed up, and by the time he was out nothing remained of the event.


    He scoffed at me with an angry face and yelled out "What in the multiverse was that for?!"


    I scoffed back "What? You thought I didn''t know you were faking sleep? Don''t try fooling me. Besides, my neck hurts now, and it''s your fault for being too hard."


    Ignoring his murmured remarks about ''Ungratefulness'', I left the house. Why should I be the ungrateful one? It was him whom had the possibility of enjoying this beautiful and merciful me, after all. At least, he should be thanking me.


    With a clear goal in mind... sort of... I turned into a light streak as I raced through the streets, silently and fast enough that nobody would notice me even if I passed right in front of them.


    When I finally reached a ''shadier'' part of the city, meaning the poorest district, I put on my Maniac mask and slowed down to a normal walk.


    Naturally, as a being whom can rival God, I''m not limited by mere human limits. If I truly wanted to, this whole world could be erased by a snap of my finger, and that''s not the extent of it.


    Power comes in many forms: Authority, strenght, endurance and psionic powers. However, in my opinion, the truest and best power of all would be information.


    Now, would it make sense for a world-destroying beingnot to be able to gather information easily? That''s right, it doesn''t. And that holds true for me too, although I limit myself quite a bit.


    As I slowly walked towards a seemingly abandoned warehouse, I considered my options. Although I''d like to command my own villain group, simply joining one would be fine as long as I would be in a high enough position. Besides, I''m not much of a planner, so someone else doing all of the boring work would be better.


    I entered the warehouse and glided through the empty hallways until I reached a locked door. Grinning slightly, I put my hand on it and began to devour the thing through my Laws and my core. A good combination, truly. The doorsimply disappeared without any big scenery. It''s as if it was never there


    Grinning widely, I climbed down the hidden stairs. Well, not so hidden now, I guess.


    As I reached one final door, I began hearing voices from behind said door.


    "So, what do you guyssss think of thissss?"


    "Hm, a feasible plan. My only worry is that new Overseer guy..."


    "Pfft, are you a pussy? So what if there''s a rank SS hero going around? As long as we''re fast, we can get the money and safely escape."This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.


    "You''re right, of couse, but that doesn''t ease me..."


    "Guys, something''s wrong..."


    Oh? They found me out already? That last voice must have some sort of danger precognition, although my plan isn''t exactly to kill them. Having minions would make spreading chaos easier, after all...


    I punched through the metallic door like a hot knife through butter, my hand coming out of the other side. Then, putting my other hand in the hole, I tore the door in half and entered through the gap.


    Inside of the room were 6 people. All of them had weird, evil-looking masks, and most of their genders were hard to tell.


    "Kekekeke, I heard someone mentioning a certain pain-in-the-ass... Could it be, you''re scared of some run-off-the mall shitty bastard? How low has the Impentuum group fallen?" I asked in a mocking tone filled with malice. The voice that found me out screamed out in an extremely girly voice and fell on her behind. Welcome to Earth, kiddo. Detection can prove detrimental when your chances of winning are absolute 0, you know? Besides, what''s this planet''s name anyway?


    I walked up to a random chair and picked the guy sitting on it by the throat before uncerimoniously throwing him away, then I sat on my newly, legally aquired chair. The guy couldn''t even move, nobody in the room could, I made sure of that.


    Throwing my legs on the table, my tail swishing to the sides and my ears perked up, I looked at my newly aquired minions and began speaking "Overseer is almost guaranteed to catch you, easily too, if you cannot even withstand this much power. He''s looking for reputation, and where else to get it then catching a group of unsuspecting villains without any casualties? Kekeke, you kiddos truly don''t know how the world works. Rejoice, though, as from today onwards, you shall all become my little slaves."


    I laughed maniacally as tendrils of darkness came out from my mouth and exited from the sides of my mask. Then, each tandril shot into the hearts of the 6 villains.


    Retreating back the darkness inside my mouth, that was a mid-tier [Soul Mark], a necromancy/demonic hybrid spell that I found on a random book some time ago. It''s not much in truth, as the only thing it does is tell me where the marked person''s soul is.


    Now, Kaiser, was it? The big guy with two huge guns strapped to his back? Yup, that should be their leader. "Now, slave, speak up about what your plan was and I might just correct your obviously shitty plan.Speak!"


    Gritting his teeth violently enough to bite through metal, he did as I said. "K-keh, we were going to assault a complex that we found is actually a hidden money deposit..."


    "Kekeke, you retards. And where did you get this information from?" I laughed at their idiocracy. Of course, I had done my own investigation beforehand. I hadn''t just come here on a whim like God had surely assumed.


    These guys had been throughtly tricked by an information broker that was actually the son of a hero. Most likely, a whole bunch of heroes is waiting there, knowing that should they enter all they could do would be to roll over and die.


    "Well well, correct me if I''m wrong, but this team looks quite ragged by now, no? Did you lose a gang war? Kekeke, so pitiful. Oh well, it''s better for me anyways. Now, becomemine!" I said and my already glowing red eyes turned into two miniature suns.


    The 6 people''s gazes turned blank, although it would be hard to see because of their masks, for me it wasn''t any trouble whatsoever.


    To specify, what I was using couldn''t quite be called magic. That I cannot do, as my core would simply eat it away. Instead, by using a strange mixture of Laws, which as explained, are essentially Authority, and using my own Core. Yes, I spent a lot of time studying myself as well. After all, I''m me, so if I don''t know my own powers, that''d be a waste.


    Laws are kind of like magic, but they don''t use mana, and each Law specifies in a certain action or attribute. For example, the Fire Law can control fire, whilst the Gardening Law can help with doing gardening stuff. However, the Fire Law can also be used to move water or help plow a field, whilst the Gardening Law can make and redirect fire. What that means is that Laws aren''t absolute, and they can be used for essentially anything, but they are naturally thousands of times if not millions of times better in their own respective categories, as should be obvious.


    As the idiots eyes regained focus, they all looked around confused and lost like the poor little puppies they are. It almost makes me want to kick them.


    The leader, Kaiser looked at me with fear and rage in his eyes and screamed "What did you do to us!?!"


    I laughed even harder and began explaining "Oh, forgive me, I now have absolute right over your life and death. And some other things too, like what will happend to you after you die, what you can feel and I can even access your memories!! Keke, ain''t I a genius for being so creative?"


    "You creepy bastard!!" The guy that I had thrown before screamed and rushed at me, only to fall down screaming hard enough to rip his vocal cords.


    "I wouldn''t do that if I were you... I said I control what you feel, right? So I don''t even need to move to make you experience hell..." I said, trailing off.


    Another person spoke up, probably a small, young girl. Makes you wonder what they''re doing in these groups, really. "Monster..."


    "Kekeke, that''s an understatement. I consider myself a Voidspawn, or Hellspawn as some might call us. Not that I ever met another of my... ''race'', but who cares!? Besides, ''monster'' is such a cliche word."


    "Now, let me tell you, my dear slaves, what our plan will truly be. Kekeke, I can''t wait to see the corpses pile and pile up till they reach the sky..." I said, almost in a moaning voice. Of course, I wasn''tthat obsessed with killing, but I gotta keep up the idea of ''brutal maniacal killer''. Actually, have they even recognized me? Probably not, or they would''ve pointed it out... I don''t feel bad about my unpopularity... not at all...

 Chapter 9 - Shia

    As I finally, no,finally reached home, I instantly plopped on the sofa and turned on the TV like the lazy asshole I am, completely ignoring the fact the note that was on the table nearby.


    Skipping through the channels, I landed on a news report. As always, they were exxagerating things like crazy, but it still made me proud. After all, they were showcasingmy work.


    To cut it short, a new gang rose up, they decimated a hero group (they didn''t say anything about the ambush...) and they claimed a huge portion of the city, quickly wiping out all opposition. This would normally never be put on the news, as it would be hard, but since the gang made a huge announcement (read: I did), the reporters took advantage of that.


    Useless blabber aside, it was hard to get those guys to work properly under my command. Well, not exactly, but it''s as some saying... not sure which, but I''m sure there''s one that says ''A sovreign reigns, s/he doesn''t govern'', so I''m good. Probably.


    They were pretty stubborn little shits. After the first group got under my rule, I mobilized them and used them to gather more subordinates, with my help of course, and then just snowballed my way through that whole area. Technically, it shouldn''t be easy, but when you got their souls under your thumb and there''s nothing they can do about it, well, it becomes a hellof a lot easier.


    Now, I have some good 40 supers under my thumb, some strong and some less, but that''s not what''s important. I finally have some ''grunt infantry'' as they call it in games. Cannon fodder of sorts, and manis there a lot of them.


    Why am I doing this? Cause I have nothing else to do. Why don''t I be the good guy? Ever tried making a dog stand up on two legs and make a public speech? That''s the feeling being the good girlgives me.


    Naturally, everything happened under my ''Maniac'' persona, and I made it pretty clear what happends to whoever dares to try rebelling/escaping/disobeying/spying me. By now, those people would rather die then do anything that displeases me. Scaredy cats, truly. They know there''s no escape, so they simply try their hardest to win. Sort of ironic sincethey should always be doing that.


    My only concern is that when I''m not there, it''ll be hard to keep them in check. Sure, they won''t try anything funny, but they aren''t the smartest people around. No ruler = no order, and I''m definetly a no-good ruler. Problems, problems.


    After a couple more hours of brooding and watching random shows, the door opened and a man stepped in. Obviously, I didn''t even need to turn to know who it was. I waved at him using my tail since my legs were too comfortable and my hands were occupied changing channels and munching on a chocolate bar.


    He sighed and said in a semi-resigned and semi-teasing tone "You didn''t read the note, did you?"


    "Hmm?" I turned at him with a confused look before remembering the paper on the table. Grabbing it really quickly, although I had to put down my chocolate, I passed my eyes over it before turning towards him with extra-wide eyes.


    "... What is this?" I asked, unsure if I was interpreting this thing correctly. He sighed and began explaining.


    "It was an idea that came to my mind whilst I was doing all the heroic stuff. Well, to cut the sugar short, I''d like to stage a huge fight involving our two groups. I know you''ve been building one, and so have I, although our methods are certainly... different? Anyways, the gist of it is that we fight a whole bunch, tear down this city, then I rebuild it much better. Of course, the casualties will include all the people in power, so when they see me as their savior, I get all the power in this region. Obviously, you benefit from this too. Your reputation will soar, plus, I can give you power in the shadows and other privileges if I come in power. I mean, what''s losing a couple hundred normals and some supers compared to that?" He asked with a smirk.


    "That''s... I don''t know... I mean, it sounds great and all... but... aren''t you, like, supposed to be God? Like, all-benevolent and stuff?" I asked with a complicated expression.


    His face went blank before he burst out laughing crazily. So crazily, in fact, that he almost fell down laughing.


    After he finally stopped, ignoring my pouting, he claimed "Haha... No, there''s no way that''s true. The image of all-benevolent is an illusion created by others. I only care about three things, the multiverse''s well-being, my life and last but not least, fun. What''s a mere city compared to having fun?" He said, almost sounding serious.


    "Uuu, still, I''m supposed to be the bad guy here you know?" I said whilst lightly kicking my legs randomly. He smiled and patted my head a bit before adding "I''ll add a couple chocolate treats tothe whole thing. Agreed?"


    "You have a deal!" I immediately said without any of the previous hesitation. What? I''m easily manipulated? What''s a bit of manipulation compared to chocolate? And not just any chocolate, but God''s chocolate. I salivate at the mere thought of it. Wait, that sounded... wrong? Nah, must be my imagination. The only wrong in this worldis wasted food and boredom.


    Ignoring my internal debate, or simply not noticing it, God sat down at a table and began scribbling on something. Seeing him doing something so... normal? No... mortal? NMortal? Nomal? Monal? I mean, seeing him doing something without using all of his powers n'' stuff got me confused.This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source.


    I went over to him and peeked from above his shoulder at the stuff he was writing. It seemed like a report, full of sugar and rainbows, but still a professional report.


    "What''s this?" I asked him. Without stopping his work, he simply answered "A report."


    Puffing up my cheeks, I leaned my head down until it rested on his shoulders and poked him from behind. "I know that, what I mean is, why are you doing this? Why not simply make illusions or bend reality to make them believe you anyway? You can do that sorta stuff, right?"


    Sighing (I get the feeling he does that a lot lately), He said "Haah, Alysha, the most primitive of things is more often then not, the funway of doing things. If I simply make everything go the way I want it to, what would I ever do?"


    Not understanding his train of thoughts, I chimed in "But wouldn''t it be more fun if everything went like you want it to? I mean, where''s the fun in failing or suprises?"


    Lightly bonking my head, he began explaining "Whilst it''s hard to understand this unless you too are semi-omnipotent, I think that with you, it''s not hard."


    "So explain?" I asked after hearing his silence.


    "It''s simply... impossible." He added with a bata-tump in the background.


    "That was NOT funny at all." I said in a monotone voice, tempted to bite his neck off. Still I didn''t for some reason. Might just be me being too lazy to move from the comfy position I was in.


    He shrugged whilst saying "I tried. Everybody tells me my sense of humor is non-existent for some reason. Which is ironic if you ask me, since I know all jokes that have ever existed."


    Smiling evilly, I began lecturing "Jokes and sense of humor are two different things. You can have jokes without humor and you can have humor without jokes. Also, whose the ''everyone''? Oh wait, I know! Was it Daniel Whodoesntexist?" I said with a laugh at the end. He ignored me and kept on scribbling on his stupid paper. Don''t ignore me damnit!


    "Don''t ignore me you bully!" I pleaded, earning a small chuckle and a mean comment. "Where''s all the swearing gone?"


    Pursuing my lips, I said "Well, I thought... Well... you know..." I didn''t quite wanna explain it, but he simply said "You thought that since I never swear you shouldn''t either?"


    "Uuh... kinda? Maybe? Possibly? I said shily. He laughed and said "Don''t play the innocent type. I know you''re just trying to curry favor here. Just be yourself, I don''t swear since I don''t feel need to."


    "Hey! I''m not!" I cried out, but he ignored me and got up, lightly pushing my head away from his shoulders before going out, paper in hand. "Ah well, I was just gonna come here to check if you read the paper and do this thing. I should go now. Also, it''s not like you have any friends either, so we''re both in the same situation." He added at the end. I felt an invisible arrow pierce my heart. And cupid wasn''t the sender.


    "Uuuuh... You''ll see! I have friends!! In the future!" I shouted after him, but there was no response. Huffing in annoyance, I began mumbling incoherently "I have friends... I mean, my slaves are also friends right?... nah... I want a friend... Is God a friend? A rival? Meh..." I clicked my tongue at him for making me go through this internal war.


    By the end of it, I decided to get a friend! Easy to say, easy to do. How to do so? Just summon one!


    Rushing into my room, I took out a blood-red chalk and began scribbling strange runes on the floor here and there. Then, after that was done, I went outside for a second before returning with a sufficiently good-looking man (still shit compared to God) who had pleasantly volunteered for the summoning. The fact that he was unconscious will be left out.


    Putting the man in the circle, I activated the various runes. Soon, the man began screaming blood-curlingly and also started spasming uncontrollably.


    After a minute or so of this, he caught on fire and his body was burned down to ahses. Then, said ashes began to gather up and formed a humanoid shape with wings, horns and tail.


    Then, the ashes finally formed up the demon. Suprisingly, a lust demon came out. Well, it shouldn''t bethat suprising, but I was expecting either a wrath or gluttony demon since that man seemed to be quite the sinner. Still, it''s not a bad suprise. Probably meant that the man was a sexual offender though, as the demon that comes out depends on the sacrifice.


    The demonness with overly big titties and ass licked her lips before saying "Hello~, you should be my summoner. How wonderful that such a pretty thing like you can be my master~." She said in a sweet tone. I acted shy and said with a stutter "H-hello missdemon! I am Alysha a-and I would like a friend!"


    She raised an eyebrow and said "A friend~? My, the cute one we have here. Sure, I''ll be your friend~, but you see, us demons have a very, very~ strict friendship code where we must sign a contract that bonds two people together~. Since you''re my master, I will do it~..." She said, putting up a suffering air. Inside, I was laughing maniacally at the pathetic attempt. Hell, I could sign the contract, but what would most likely happend would be that my soul, a.k.a my core, would simply devour her until nothing remains.


    "I-I... Dad said that I shouldn''t sign deals with people though..." I said even more shily. "Ah well~, you see, sweety..."


    Before she could continue, I felt strangely angered "Who''re you calling sweety, you shitty sex slave? Know your place, you cock-sucking bitch. Or perhaps I should just kill you?" I said with an extremely warped expression. Although I was unsure why, I felt like torturing this bitch brutally. Eh, when confronting my own feelings, just accept them. Why bother with ''why''. That''ll just ruin your life.


    Now it was her turn to stutter "A-ah, I-I didn''t..." But before she could continue, I was already behind her. She froze in place and didn''t dare move.


    My hand slowly passed around her body before settling on her gigantic breasts. "You see... There are not many things that make me angry... very angry... But... I think I just found one... You know, I like my own body. I''m pretty hot, if I may so myself... But... It feels strangely... lacking..." I said as I began to squeeze at her breast. I continued speaking "This lead me to feel quite angry at those big-titted bitches that always roam around... I''m not sure why myself though, but... Ah, who am I kidding? I''m jealous of your nice hourglass figure..." I whispered in her ears before my hand closed completely. Boob and all.


    Blood splattered everywhere and the demoness screamed in pain... and pleasure? Seeing her regenerating quite quickly, flesh appearing at a speed even visible to the human eye, my smile widened. This would be a very, very fun night. After all, friends must have fun together, right? But who said that both of them do?


    As I crouched down next to her, her body spasming and screaming, I put my hand on her mouth and said lightly "What''s your name... friend?"


    Her eyes held a mix of terror and expectation. "S-shia..." She said, and I simply responded "Well, my friend Shia, we are going to spend a long, long time together? So why not get to know each other better? For example, I''m quite curious about what''s inside you..."


    Screams resounded through the house for the following day. I claim innocence, judge!