The Ocean

I saw myself in an ocean, the waves clashed with the rocks, and the sand brushed against my feet as the sun rose. I'm a tyrant. I devour everything, but this feeling of peace and relaxation wasn’t so bad compared to those of pain and evil. Everything I eat becomes an aspect of me, a part of me. Haunting me until I die. This curse reminds me what a horrible being I am, but I won't stop. I have a wish, a desire, and a goal. To grant freedom to everyone, they should all be able to do whatever they wish, and I’ll make that possible… Lady death gave me something before I ended her, and I know the writer didn’t mention this detail. She gave me a weapon, what seemed like chains, and when I grabbed them, they became another part of me. I felt an enormous amount of pain and torment, these were all the memories of Lady Death. I didn’t feel guilt or remorse. I was just slightly sad. I’m a demon god now, so I can’t complain, but these chains are special, whoever or whatever was touched by these chains would be banished, this ability had no limits, ranging from an object to a being that has no bounds and is almighty, but this wasn’t bound to only beings or objects, but to literally anything. I will use this newfound power to reform the world, and I’ll do it slowly, so I can enjoy it. Lady death also mentioned something about a powerful group named Legion Of Gods, I’ll be careful, but I’ll conquer everything. Akuma awoke in a bed, he knew that he was in a different world, one that held beings like him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt something coming his way, and boom! An arrow landed right beside his neck, completely erasing his bed from existence. Akuma fell on his feet, he was being hunted. After all, such a heavenly realm couldn’t allow a demon god to waltz in could they? Akuma didn’t care though, he knew that he could deal with these puny threats. The window pane near him broke as what seemed like an angel entered. “Get out of here, Demon God!”- Akuma simply grabbed this man's head, and devoured him, gaining wings and the ability to fly. His wings weren’t that of an angel, they were dark, evil and nefarious, but he didn’t mind. Actually Akuma thought they were pretty cool, and I agree with him to be honest. When he flew outside, what he saw amazed him. It was an entire civilization, angels and entities everywhere, going to shops, and riding boats. It was a magical sight, and Akuma was here to end it. He felt a tap on his back, when he turned around he saw what seemed to be another devil. He was a simple devil, unlike Akuma who had become a God. “Hey Mr. God, can you help me?”- “They’re hunting you too?”- Asked Akuma. “Indeed Master.”- “Master?”- “Yes, every demon knows you!”- “Alright, I’ll help you.”- The sight of this world was bewildering, the beautiful clouds and the bright blue sky matched perfectly with the colorful buildings. It reminded Akuma of his village he used to live in before he moved to the big city. Before they had time to talk an angel targeted the small demon, and Akuma was there to help, yet this was a simple task. He grabbed the fierce angel, and started tearing off his wings, then his arms, and then his legs. “Send this as a message to the others, don’t try to hunt any demons or I’ll vaporize this world.” He then threw the man who was shrieking in horror far away, and began scheming his plan…