Abyssal Sovereign: The Demon's Dominion

"Can we begin?" Void asked, gripping his sword tightly. Even though his opponent was a High Realm Rank 3 being, Void didn't feel fear only pure excitement.

His blood boiled as his aura condensed. The surrounding laws responded to his presence; space twisted like annihilating tendrils in anticipation.

"Divine justice upon you," the High Realm Angel said coldly. Despite Void's power, the angel remained confident. The difference between a middle and high realm Rank 3 was massive like day and night.

"Fuck you," Void replied with a grin, raising his middle finger before charging forward.

BOOM!

Space crumbled like dust. The resulting explosion shattered dimensions, reducing everything nearby to absolute nothingness.

This was normal for Rank 3 beings, every clash was a death sentence for Universes. And when the power gap was this large? The destruction was unimaginable.

At the center of it all, the High Realm Angel stood completely unscathed, calmly gripping Void's sword with his bare hand.

"Not bad," the angel remarked, slowly raising his divine blade.

Void tried to move but couldn't. Time slowed. Then

SLASH!

The divine sword struck his shoulder. Blood poured. A wave of pain overtook him as Light Law ravaged his body from the inside out.

Void groaned, struggling to free himself. But the angel's grip was like a divine clamp, unmoving and absolute.

Man, shit… why do I always end up fighting people stronger than me?

Void growled mentally and activated his Fire Law.

This time, the angel flinched stepping back as a patch of his divine hand shimmered under the intense heat.

"You've got impressive mastery over fire… You actually managed to hurt me?" the angel said, surprised, as Void's body began slowly healing his demonic flesh fighting off the Light Law.

"System. Scan him." It had been a while since Void had needed the system's help, but now? He wanted every detail.

[SCAN COMPLETE]

Host: ???

Race: Angel

Rank: 3 (High Realm)

Strength: High

Speed: High

Stamina: High

Laws: Light (Middle), Fire (Low), Water, Space, Time… +99

Weapon: Divine Sword (Rank 3, High Realm)

No wonder his Light Law hurts like hell… Void thought, frowning.

"You said I'm talented, didn't you?" he spoke up. "If I couldn't hurt you, then your words would've meant nothing."

He grinned. "Guess I just proved you right."

The angel chuckled lightly, not taking him too seriously.

"You amuse me. You'd make a fine follower. How about it? Fall and become an angel?"

Void stared at him. For a moment, he looked thoughtful.

"Tempting…" he said, then burst out laughing.

"But I'll politely decline. You angels are way too hypocritical for me. I love being a demon,the chaos, the power, the thirst… It's satisfying."

The angel's expression darkened.

"Then you'll join the rest of the dead."

"Ehh... I beg to differ." Void smirked as they clashed again.

This time, the dynamic shifted.

Void now knew Fire Law worked and with every clash, he exploited it. What had once been a slaughter became a brutal duel.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Every strike caused space to ripple, time to dilate, and universes to collapse yet even this level of destruction barely scratched the surface of the Fitel. In the grand scheme of things, the loss wasn't even 0.0000001%.

Two beings light and darkness clashed with godlike force.

For every minor injury Void inflicted, he lost a limb in return. The beating was relentless. Yet even so, the battle could go on for years before the final outcome was decided.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the angel unleashed a terrifying Law-infused palm.

"He's going for the kill?!" Void gasped, dodging as the massive palm followed him relentlessly.

"You can't escape this," the angel said calmly as Void ran through layers from the First to the Fourth crossing entire universes.

But the attack pursued him like death itself.

Finally, Void skidded to a halt on a planet.

"Fine. If I can't dodge it then I'll destroy it!"

His aura erupted as he concentrated every ounce of power into a single point. His sword shimmered. Of the nine holes in the blade, only three had ever opened.

But now… the fourth responded.

It didn't open completely but something within shifted. His Fire Law evolved. It turned deeper, hotter, more ancient. Void opened his eyes.

The attack was seconds away.

He stood only two meters tall, his sword just 1.8 meters in length. Yet before him came a palm the size of a universe.

Void slashed.

A thin blade of light tore through space and split the palm in half.

Far away, the angel watched in stunned silence.

Puff!

Space split open as he descended onto the planet. His size now matched Void's two meters as he looked his opponent in the eye.

For the first time, he was taking Void seriously.

"You know," Void began, "I didn't plan on showing this form so soon."

"What are you talking about?" the angel asked, narrowing his eyes.

Void grinned.

"Primordial demons. I unlocked the secret early. And you… you're the perfect opponent to test it on."

His four horns grew longer. His dark hair flowed wildly. His two eyes turned into four.

"AAAGH!"

Void screamed. His body cracked, breaking apart like molten magma. The Infinity symbol burned bright on his chest.

Reality bent around him.

He grew taller nearly four meters. His new form was monstrous and beautiful all at once: blazing red eyes, long obsidian hair, glowing magma-like stripes across pitch-black scales, sharp claws that cracked space, and a terrifying aura that warped existence.

The Infinity sigil pulsed on his chest.

He stood strong, balanced, grounded like a god of chaos made flesh.

"Now..." Void growled, his voice a blend of madness and calm.

"...you'll witness the full power of the Primordial Demon's body."

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In the Deeper Abyss...

The moment Void unlocked the Primordial Demon Body, all Rank 4 demons turned their eyes to him. Across space, time, and the ongoing war, they sensed it and they marveled.

"How is this possible?"

One Rank 4 demon asked in stunned disbelief.

"He hasn't even reached Rank 4 himself..."

Another muttered, equally shocked, as they all exchanged glances.

"A terrifying demon..."

A Peak Rank 4 demon finally said, breaking the silence.

"Agreed."

All eyes locked on Void not with hatred, but calculation. Beneath their awe, plans were already forming.

Plans to recruit him... or manipulate him.

One thing was now certain among them: this demon would eventually step into the terrifying Rank 5 realm.

At their level, they stood above multiverses, above laws. They were beings of Origin which meant as long as the origin of the laws of the Fitel existed, they did too.

In simple terms:

They could never truly die.

Not even by the hands of Rank 5, 6, or higher beings...

Unless...

That being could destroy the entire Fitel itself.

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