Alright ! I love plot twists and good fights and reveals and all. I suppose that is why I wrote Maxverse for so long due to my love for those traits but don't assume that I don't love wholesome stuff too .

So let's have a light chapter, shall we? Be sure to comment. I would love to know your thoughts regarding this chapter especially.

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Why was she here? That was all she could ask herself with every glance he directed at her filled with uncanny antipathy....Why would he send her here out of all places? She could clearly see the latter's displeasure. A figure shrouded in black flames with his hands criss crossed sat before her on a throne of satin -needles, relishing with blood.

In this isolated void, whose blood could it but his own? But why would the most powerful being lose blood or even have it in first place? No matter how much she ran her eyes through him, she couldn't detect anything but a deep rope making its way into her heart , as if gushing to pull it out if she dares to stare at him a moment longer . His aura wrapped her around like a sheath , ensnared to kill her but all she could do was capitulate .

Even in her own universe, she had only met creator once and had almost died in his presence before he receded his power. But in this void, she wasn't feeling any pressure at all, no divine aura. No! It was more apt to say that something else entirely was predominant here entirely.

A force she couldn't sense but only feel a deep affright with every passing second, a dark drenching dread , from which she couldn't extricate , eager to soak her in all the mala fide of world.

It was if the being before her was a devil himself reposed as creator and ruler since the beginning, only intended on deriving the utmost pleasure, and to banish all those wary to his desires.

Now it made sense why Hermes was always so cautious even while hacking into feeds of DeathNoteVerse.

Here , there were no divine , no angels . No concept of love , no concept of order for the God himself was an embodiment of evil itself. A controvert in itself .

As if one day, he woke up and ended up creating earth and world along with morals on roll of dice. Unsatisfied by their presence, he had allowed his subordinates Shinigami free reign by granting them death notes while himself reclining to void, abdicating all of his creations.

"Yleiona, was it ? You interrupt my sleep simply to trouble me with such a trivial matter. All you desire is for me to not kill one of your disgusting mortal that you sent from your own world. Your arrogance defies my expectations.

You dare presume I care about your opinion regarding his existence? Every one of those insects, a mere flesh of memories subjected to endless stimulations of nothing but pain , suffering and humiliation served time and time again . Yet what do they cling on? Stupid Love."

"But my lord, isn't love the most beautiful concept despite its irrationality ? Beings who were destined to survive no longer than few centuries started to see procreation as something much more than survival and eventually ended up forging such great civilizations and complex system of regulation .

You haven't gone out for a billion years due to that thinking .I am sure you will find it to your appetite if you simply try out one of the places ....." Yleiona argued before he grabbed her cheeks crushing them.

"Remember your place, little runaway goddess. Neither is your god here to protect you nor are you powerful enough to escape from me shall I decide to execute you right now."

"All their whining about hopes, dreams, endless potentials - I have lost count of how many times they have amused me. You dare presume I have no knowledge of what happens in my own world? With a single blink, I can erase everyone and create it all again. Everything is under my control. You say love is beautiful? Love is nothing more than those fool's last tether of hope to keep themselves rooted to that despondent wasteland I crafted.

"True fallacy of humans isn't their intelligence, for they can't even use it to fullest, but their very presumption to think anything else they try can ever compensate for that ."

Love has been nothing more than most predominant form of escapism that those mongrels have entrenched themselves in for millennia but the end is finally near. They have managed to send that wasteland to its last tether now. Each second , I simply wait eagerly for the day every last one of them will burn away like rag corpses with all their works in ruins ."

"That can't be true . .." Her voice faltered. Move , think of some strategy . Her feet were unable to heed to their master's wishes as they stayed still clenched to flame -mat sprawled before her everywhere.

"You find it hard to believe. Does your pretty little gentle heart shudders at thought of me being the supreme in this world? Do you feel pity for those pesky future corpses on earth? Such an idiocracy. "

"Do they ever wonder before stepping on a bunch of ants invisible to their eyes, carrying on with their meager existence toiling just as hard if not harder than them .Of course, not . Try to undermine the natural order, try to wish that a sudden utopia will arrive in world but open your eyes, little goddess. No such paradise exists or can be made to exist even by me. "

"Your feeble heartbeat is nothing more than a disgrace on your lord's courtship towards me .Sending mere children to their end ..how voluminous ! " He laced her lips softly with his briskly cold fingers as her skin started to melt . She backed away but he quickly grabbed her neck without giving her a chance.

All that embroiled them was a bleak void, separated from all planes, planes filled with fidelities, planes garnished with hot blood of stenchful vermins he so despised.

There was no doubt in his words, not even a chance of him being wrong ever. For one who create the world is the one who charts the rule other beings meekly follow unless they possess enough strength to usurp him.

But all those beings simply bickered with each other day and night wondering how to worship him unmindful of their own inherent defects.

Here he was simply perennial lord of an abode completely insulated from rest of all those hypocrites to get on his nerves, where even a shade of his own creation couldn't transcend a peek.

Yet , a mere messenger goddess dared to venture her way inside. Such arrogance! Unforgivable! Truly unforgivable! Bereft of everything but arrogance ...these brats!

"My lord, I completely understand your rage. I know gods are not supposed to cross universes. But I couldn't help it .. You see..once I received the news about your plan to kill Kiyotaka , I just had to intervene ." Yleiona pleaded but he cut her in.

"Once you received the news, I just had to intervene. Such absurdness! Why do you think such an abhorrent revelation of your sins will cleanse your soul? Just because I ignored your actions for now, you now dare to take me for a fool who has no idea of spies in his own world?

In and out , there is nothing that escapes my awareness unless I myself will it . If you truly wished for a negotiation, you should have sent your own God and then I would have considered . But instead after leaving those insects alone to their own toys for a millennia, all I get is a lowly naïve girl , a weakling not even worth enough to be ranked as a goddess." He tightened his hold on her neck as she gasped . His dark eyes fumed with ashen fire sending sudden chill swept through her body .

"But sir ! I am just an envoy for my lord. You must know about the deal....you see.." Grasping at her last straws , she tried to explain the situation in vain . She kicked her legs towards him to get away in desperate attempt , eager to escape the same fate that had once befallen her own friends in past . A dreaded past she had suppressed for so long . Was she going to lose her life like this?

Without even seeing him once again? Without even losing her fake mask that she had worn for so long?

"Make sure you bedeck the spot nicely. I wonder just how will this Kiyotaka of yours would react then ?"Cold etched her heart as quintessence of her aura was drained away from her limp body .

Her dreams , her regret , all blanked away as last of her essence diminished away with a single tinnitus in her brain . " I see...so that is how it feels when a god dies." As if in one last moment , her body turned back to original petite figure and silver hair , with which she had been born , with which she had went with someone long time ago ..where she saw the brown haired boy with eyes so lifeless that she would end up running from gods themselves to save him.

He released his grip shoving her out of his void letting out a small chuckle .At least her lifeless body would make for a pretty grand sight when it will splatter all the way on that endearing wasteland of theirs.

With that, he reclined back in his chair to doze off once again, resolving to wake up before the annihilation day .

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Ayanokoji raised his eyebrows in wonder as he saw bright yellow flash falling through sky at high speed in city. A meteor? But it had nothing to do with him until the impact.

All that laid before his feet was blood, broken tendons charred to ashes which not even cognizable to best of experts. Yet as he looked at disintegrated carcass and blood, he felt a sudden pain coursing through his heart, wondering whether he knew that person.

But he shook his head the next moment shaking off the feeling as whim rather than as divine allusion and simply carried on his way blithely to all screaming beside him like he always had , not ridden with anything dreary but simply peaceful and ordinary .

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So how did you like my trick ? Lol ! ...

Though , seriously before continuing on any further , I would like to know your thoughts regarding chapter.