Chapter 37: When Heaven’s Wrath Descended
The world of Slime was peaceful.
Golden sunlight bathed the endless grasslands.
Gentle winds danced through the forests.
Far in the distance, the magnificent city stood proudly beneath the blue sky.
Astraith walked beside Vlox with a faint smile.
Her silver hair swayed with the wind while her golden eyes reflected the beautiful scenery around them.
"It’s strange."
Vlox glanced at her.
"What is?"
"We have existed for longer than most realities themselves."
She gently wrapped her arm around his.
"Yet moments like this still feel precious."
A faint smile appeared on Vlox’s face.
"The value of time is determined by who you spend it with."
Astraith laughed softly.
"Did the Creator of the Omniverse just say
something romantic?"
"I speak only facts."
"Of course you do."
For a while, they continued walking together.
Neither spoke.
Neither needed to.
The silence between them was comfortable.
A silence built upon countless years spent together.
A silence that only true companions could understand.
Then-
Vlox suddenly stopped.
His bloody red eyes narrowed.
The smile vanished from his face.
Astraith immediately noticed the change.
"What happened?"
Vlox remained silent.
For a few moments, he simply stared into the distance.
As if observing something beyond reality itself.
Something far away.
Something terrible.
Then he spoke.
"Astraith."
His voice had become cold.
Dangerously cold.
"I sense something."
Astraith’s expression changed.
"What is it?"
Vlox slowly closed his eyes.
Countless universes appeared within his
consciousness.
Endless worlds.
Infinite realities.
And among them-
He saw destruction.
Fire.
Death.
Blood.
Entire universes collapsing.
Stars exploding.
Dimensions shattering.
Billions dying.
Then his eyes opened.
"A war has started."
Astraith frowned.
"A war?"
"Humans against demons."
The air around them grew heavier.
"And they have already destroyed over a
hundred universes."
Astraith’s eyes widened.
"A hundred?"
Vlox nodded.
His expression remained emotionless.
Yet Astraith knew him better than anyone.
She could already feel his anger growing.
Then Vlox looked further.
Deeper.
Toward the origin of the destruction.
Toward their home universe.
Toward the place they had left behind.
Suddenly-
The space around him cracked.
Astraith felt her heart sink.
She had only seen this happen when Vlox was truly furious.
"What did you see?"
Vlox’s voice became a whisper.
Yet the whisper shook reality itself.
"Our castle."
Silence.
"It has been destroyed."
Astraith froze.
The castle.
The home they had built together.
The place where countless memories
existed.
Gone.
Then Vlox spoke again.
This time his voice carried something even darker.
"And Black Mountain."
Astraith’s breathing stopped.
Black Mountain.
Her home.
The place where she had spent thousands of years before meeting Vlox.
The place she cherished more than anything.
Destroyed.
Reduced to nothing.
For the first time in years-
Tears appeared in her eyes.
"No..."
Vlox slowly clenched his fist.
The sky above slime darkened instantly.
Clouds covered the heavens.
Mountains trembled.
The oceans shook.
Reality itself seemed to fear him.
The peaceful world became silent.
Every living being instinctively looked toward the sky.
Because they could feel it.
Something terrifying had awakened.
Vlox lowered his head.
The air around him distorted.
Space shattered.
Time fractured.
His eyes glowed with an endless golden light.
The Creator of the Omniverse was angry.
Truly angry.
"They destroyed our home."
The temperature of the world dropped.
"They destroyed your mountain."
Thousands of dimensional cracks appeared around him.
Astraith had never seen him this furious.
Not even during the greatest wars.
Not even against the strongest enemies.
Then Vlox extended his hand.
A portal appeared.
Beyond it-
A battlefield.
A world consumed by war.
Human soldiers dying.
Demon armies advancing.
Corpses covering the earth.
Blood flowing like rivers.
And at the center-
A young woman.
Aria Valencrest.
Covered in wounds.
Barely standing.
Facing a towering demon.
Kajkha.
The Demon General.
His enormous axe radiated enough power to split universes apart.
The battle was already over.
The human army had fallen.
Aria could barely move.
Kajkha raised his axe.
A smile appeared on his face.
"Aria."
His voice echoed across the battlefield.
"You fought well."
Aria struggled to remain conscious.
But her body had reached its limit.
Kajkha slowly lifted the giant axe above his head.
"Now sleep for eternity."
The axe descended.
The battlefield fell silent.
Everyone knew it was over.
Then-
Time stopped.
The falling axe froze.
The wind stopped.
The blood stopped.
Even death itself stopped.
Kajkha’s eyes widened.
"What."
A voice echoed across the battlefield.
Cold.
Calm.
Yet carrying absolute authority.
"You seem rather confident."
Every soldier looked toward the sky.
A massive crack appeared across reality itself.
As though existence had been torn apart.
From within that crack-
A figures emerged.
Vlox.
The moment Kajkha saw them-
Every instinct within him screamed.
Run.
Run immediately.
Run if you value your life.
For the first time in his existence-
Fear entered the Demon General’s heart.
Vlox slowly descended from the heavens.
His gaze fell upon the battlefield.
Then upon the ruined remains of countless universes.
Then upon Kajkha.
The man responsible.
The demon who had destroyed his castle.
The demon whose war had erased Black Mountain.
The demon who stood moments away from killing Aria.
Silence filled the world.
Nobody moved.
Nobody dared to breathe.
Vlox stopped in front of Kajkha.
His bloody red eyes met the demon’s trembling gaze.
Then he spoke.
A simple sentence.
One sentence that caused reality itself to crack.
"You destroyed something precious that belonged to me."
Kajkha felt his soul freeze.
And for the first time-
The Demon General understood.
The true disaster had finally arrived.