"Pew. Pew. Pew." Aldred made a pew pew pew sound as fireballs came out of his fingers.
The baby ghouls in front of him were dancing around with ragged breath. It was so much fun seeing them in distress, but all fun things had to come to an end eventually.
[You have killed two Baby Ghouls]
[+ 30 EXP]
[+ 30 EXP]
[Quest: Kill 3 Baby Ghoul]
Reward: 200 EXP
Completion: 3/3
[You have completed the quest]
[+ 200 EXP]
[You have level up]
[Level 1 -> 2]
[Level 2 -> 3]
Two level up at once. Nice. Aldred wondered what he received from this level up. He should have earned some kind of attribute stats or something.
"Status!"
[Aldred]
Health Points: 10/10
Level: 3
Titles: Depressed baby
Power:
-Fireball: Lv. 1
Attributes:
-Strength: 0
Vitality: 0
-Intelligence: 1
-Dexterity: 0
Stat points: 4
Skill points: 4
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Aldred didn't like what he saw. Why was he so weak? As a baby that was born from demon king and demon queen, his stats should be 999 from the get-go. This didn't make any sense at all.
[…]
Even the system was speechless from his remarks.
Aldred yawned. 'I am sleepy. I want to return.'
The world flashed, and he returned to his parent's room again. The 'World Devouring Flame' book still sat on the ground.
Both of his parents were still sleeping. They slept so soundly. Aldred recalled that his past mom and dad had never slept in the same bed.
So this was what it felt like to have a normal family.
Aldred climbed onto their bed and made himself comfortable between the two of his parents. His mother was beautiful as always up close. Aldred also looked at his father.
He looked so handsome and charming too. He had nice short black hair, smooth skin, and a well-muscled body. Both of them were the perfect couple for each other. Aldred wondered how they met. Did they meet by the lake under the bright beautiful moon? Or maybe in fall seasons where the air was always fresh, with a bunch of leaves falling around.
However they met, it had to be so romantic and lovely.
Aldred closed his eyes as he slept in between them. It was a warm and comfortable place to be in, and he wished for it to last forever.
…
Hujarar gritted his teeth as ten divine figures with white robes floated before him. The world around them was in chaos. Flames, lightning, winds, and water all floating around creating destruction upon the landscapes. The mountains, trees, and rivers were snapped, destroyed, or flipped backward.
Even time and space were unstable.
"You have never learned your lesson did you?" Hujarar stared viciously at them. Lightning struck a distance away, flashing his figure with terrifying shadows. At that moment, his two eyes were shining bright red.
The ten gods could feel their souls being stared at. If not for the numerical advantage, they would all run away as far as possible from this monster.
"Your existence is a threat to our ten commandments." One of the divine beings said.
Hujarar snorted in disdain. "In that case make it one hundred commandments! You old fools always ganged up on me. I am sick of you all!"
The ten gods felt a powerful force permeating from the Demon King. A red and black aura burst forth from him. The landscapes around them became even more chaotic. Tornadoes of flames and water bashed against each other, with mountains rolled around like giant wheels.
"You have gone too far!" One of the gods said. They all pointed at him and chanted; "Die demons!"
Hujarar and the ten gods rushed against each other. Their battle shook the sky and the earth. Crevices kept on appearing, with the hot liquid magma inside the earth shooting upward into the sky.
The battlefield was like the scene of hell. Chaotic laws and energies kept on destroying space and time before it reconstructed itself, stabilizing the reality they currently fought in.
Hujarar summoned his sword, 'Hell scream'. It was a super powerful sword made out of an entire floor of hell itself. It could elongate or shorten as he liked, but its most powerful ability was to summon hell upon the world.
"Hell's Gate!"
A large part of space bent and then shattered before revealing a circle of hellish flames. Billions of fiends and demons rushed out of the circle and swarmed the ten divine beings.
Hujarar laughed. "You old fools always fell for the same trick. See you later, sucker!"
The ten gods snorted, killing a few billion demons with the snort alone. "We have prepared something for this occasion!"
Hujarar turned around and saw the ten gods gathering in a circle and thick white energy siphoned out of their body. The thick white energy spun around and then condensed itself in the center of the circle.
"With this much power, you will surely die."
Hujarar laughed and raised his middle finger. "Why don't you give it a try!"
The ten gods frowned, and then suddenly the small ball of bright white light appeared in front of his face.
Hujarar sneered. He had a lot of defensive skills too. Did these old fools think he wouldn't defend himself?
"Mighty Protection: The wall of hellish flame!"
Suddenly, a vast barrier appeared between the white ball and Hujarar. His lips curled. This spell wouldn't block the impact but actually split reality for a short moment of time, preventing any spell of space or time from intervening on the other side.
But then Hujarar was shocked. His wall of flame was pierced by the bright light, and then it exploded. The explosion condensed into a single point, making a beam, and it directly hit his stomach.
Hujarar was dragged in the air by the beam, and with gritted teeth, he quickly cut off his lower body to escape.
The top part of his body fell to the ground and slid a few kilometers away before he finally saw some sort of small hole. But when he looked up, he realized it was not just a normal hole.
A beautiful woman stared down at him with widened eyes. "Pervert!"
SLAP!
…
"And that is how I met your mother, Aldred."
