Asura Conqueror

"What is taking him so long?!" A man in front of Emily spoke in an irritated tone. He had long blue hair and wide-set eyes. He looked to be around his mid-twenties and stood around 6 feet tall. His green robe was etched with weird markings on the sleeves. Around his neck hung an aquamarine-colored necklace. 

"Probably took a quick stop at a brothel." A man standing beside the blue-haired man sneered. He looked to be around fifty years old with short black hair. He wore a plain white robe that reached down his feet. His face appeared to be amicable and kind, like a caring grandfather. 

A scoff sounded beside Emily, then a woman's voice followed. "You think someone like him would need to go to those places. Have you ever seen him up close? A whole brothel would probably run towards him and not the other way around."

The body of which Emily was in, turned its head to the left to look at the woman who spoke. 

Emily's eyes widened. To the side of the room was a large mirror. She could clearly see the face of the body she was currently in. They looked exactly the same. Well, not exactly, but the resemblance was uncanny. 

This woman whose body she was in right now looked a lot more beautiful than she. Full white hair, sparkling blue eyes, and rosy cupid lips. It's almost impossible for any mortal to resist her charm.

Emily couldn't move, she had no control over the body. It was as if she was tied down, mouth taped, and forced to watch the scenes happening in front of her.

"Emily," The woman's voice called out.

Emily, the one who couldn't speak, looked at the woman who seemed to be around her early mid-twenties. 

She had dark blond hair that went down to her lower thighs. Her deep black eyes seemed to have an effect, it seemed as if it could suck someone in. 

"Hmm?" A voice came out of the body that Emily was in. 

"It's your first time meeting him. Are you expecting anything? I'm sure you've heard stories right?" The blond woman giggled. Her beauty wasn't any less than the one beside her.

The gorgeous white-haired Emily just smiled. "Yes, I've heard a lot of people sing his name. Have you met him before? Isn't this also your first time?"

"Nope," The blond hair woman raised her index finger. "We met once before."

"I see." White-haired Emily slightly nodded, looking as if she wasn't interested in the conversation at all.

"Can you show some more excitement?" The blond woman sighed.

"Zoe, hearing is different from seeing." Emily shook her head. "We don't know, he might not be what the people say he is."

"You should really be more positive." Saya, the blond-haired woman, said.

"He is scum," The blue-haired man muttered. 

"Oh, jealous are we?" Zoe giggled.

"Fuck no!" The blue-haired man raised his voice. "He is nothing but a lucky shit show!"

"Burnel, calm down." The old man with black hair lightly scolded. "We are not brutes here, you don't need to shout."

"Buzz off!" Burnel looked at the old man with disdain.

The four quieted down. Not long after, loud shouts of amazement and awe came from outside as the sky darkened. Thunder sounded as vermilion colored lightning appeared in the sky, shooting towards the ground. 

"Looks like he's here." The kind-faced old man said.

The large double doors opened. A man walked in, the bright light of the sun on the horizon made his figure dazzling.

The doors immediately closed after the man stepped inside. 

He had uncut vermilion hair. He has round and sharp eyes, it was as if his eyes could perceive his opponent's every move. 

His steps on the dark green floor were light. He passed by several jade-colored pillars before arriving in front of the four individuals, their eyes fully focused on him.

Although he wore a full plate of vermilion and gold armor, it never clanked. His steps were silent all the way up to them.

"Welcome, 'Oh Divine Conqueror,'" Zoe giggled at the end.

"It's great seeing you again Zoe," Marcus, the Divine Conqueror, smiled at her.

He continued as he looked at each and every person present. "I'm sorry for being slightly late. When I heard Gravador would be here I left my mount behind, I mean, it insisted on staying behind."

Emily, Zoe, and Burnel laughed. Both the girls only gave out light laughter, but Burnel burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.

Everyone in the middle and upper echelon in this realm would be able to understand what the Divine Conqueror meant.

Gravador, the kind-faced old man, stared at Marcus. His brows scrunched.

"Don't take it to heart. I was only joking with you." Marcus gave an amiable smile. 

"It's best if we start." Gravador let it pass. "Shall we get down to business?"

Marcus didn't answer him. His eyes were on the women with blue eyes.

Emily, the one who couldn't speak or move, had been observing this whole time. Her shock kept rising to a new level, especially after Marcus arrived near her.

'Am I dreaming? No, it couldn't be this vivid can't it? Why do I feel that all of this is familiar? It's as if it already happened to me before.' Emily, the one who couldn't speak, thought.

White-haired Emily glanced at him with a questioning look.

"You must be the Lady of the Moon, right?" Marcus walked closer to her.

Gravador's eye twitched. He just got ignored, and by a junior at that.

White-haired Emily nodded. "Yes, I am. If you would stop staring at me like that, it'd be great."

Marcus chuckled "I'm sorry."

He turned his head to Gravador. "You were saying? Oh right, business."

Gravador swallowed his anger. "Ye-yes. There's a seat waiting for us up ahead."

"Why can't we just stand up?" Marcus suggested. "It would make this a lot faster, don't you think?"

Burnel turned to Marcus. "Although I don't like you, I do agree with you on this."

Marcus had a puzzled look on his face as he looked at the blue-haired man. "Have we met?"

Zoe chuckled and so did Emily, but only lightly.

"Yes!" Burnel roared. "We've fought before on the battlefield. You probably don't remember me because I had a helmet on."

"Oh," Marcus nodded. "People who wear helmets on the battlefield aren't usually important."

Veins bulge on Burnel's forehead. 

"You really should watch your tongue," White-haired Emily spoke. "You are far away from home and if you anger people like what you just did now, something might happen to you."

Marcus smiled as he heard her voice. "Thank you for being caring m'lady, but I can take care of myself wherever I am."

Burnel scoffed. "So this is the famous cockiness of the Divine Conqueror."

"We're never going to get anything done if you boys keep going on like that." Zoe shook her head.

"Alright, I'll stop." Marcus chuckled. "Oh, right, my faction offers this as a gift."

Marcus handed a small brown hand-sized box. It had no decorations whatsoever. It was as plain as could be. However, the wood itself was already something that no mortal could destroy.

Gravador received the box. "Thank you."

His gratitude sounded sincere. 

The group talked while standing as per Marcus' request. Their conversation was about the treaty about the factions. How to conduct themselves in the borders, and the sharing of resources. 

They also talked about the invading creatures and how they should deal with them. Marcus of course only listened and would only seldom talk. His eyes would shift towards Emily from time to time.

"I guess that's it." Marcus yawned. "I still have a long journey home. I'll relay everything you said to the leaders of my faction."

"Thank you for taking your time on coming here." Gravador hurriedly said. "I'll be taking my leave first."

Gravador walked away, a few seconds later, he disappeared like a gust of wind.

Gravador could hardly stand Marcus' attitude which made him want to leave as soon as he could or else he might not be able to hold his anger.

"I'll also head off first, I still need to check on my mount." Burnel too disappeared after a few seconds of saying that.

"Ladies," Marcus smiled at them. "It's been nice seeing you again Zoe, and it's been a pleasure meeting you, Lady of the Moon."

Marcus then turned around and headed towards the large doors.

Zoe turned to Emily. "Did you see the way he looked at you?"

Emily looked at Zoe "Yes, and I admit, it's different from how other guys do it. However, he probably looks at every girl likes that."

"I did hear he was single," Zoe giggled.

Before Emily could reply. Marcus' loud voice echoed in the large room. "By the way, Emily, nice ass."

Marcus then turned into vermilion-colored lightning. The sky darkened and a booming thunder could be heard.

Emily's face turned red while Zoe giggled at the side.

"I take back what I thought about him, he and the other guys are all the same!" Emily hmped as she turned to leave.

"Hey, wait for me," Zoe continued to giggle.