The Demon King watched in utter shock as his hated enemy blew up into a pile of flesh and bones. He didn't know what to think, confusion hit him.

'WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED'

His mind was in disorder but he decided just to enjoy the moment, unfortunately, he could not since the blue flames were still burning him and he was still in agony.

"Noooooo!"

He heard an annoying voice shouting and turned his head in the direction, he found the origin it was the group of people he had faced before and the ones that came to save those people.

Smiling sinisterly he took a step in there direction, he will help these lost souls rejoin with there comrade. Taking his second step his body suddenly froze, the feeling was back. Fear, he shivered as he felt it once more only this time he didn't have his instincts screaming at him to run no, they were waving at him, saying ' goodbye, nice knowing yah'.

"Where are you going?" an ephemeral voice called out, causing goosebumps to appear on the Demon King's body. Looking forward the Demon King could see those would-be heroes and saviors stare wide-eyed behind him, their faces were a ghastly white and the angel woman was crying as she looked horrified.

Turning his head back to look behind him, something hit him right in the soul as he saw the hazy figure standing behind him, at the same position his hated enemy had just been obliterated. His knees buckled almost making him fall.

'ITS HIM!!!' The demon king thought as he looked at the figure in front of him take shape, Mythander was standing there again, yet he was somewhat see-through and even creepier one could see his skeleton behind his ethereal skin, his eyes blazed in a haunting blue light, the same color as the flames that were currently torturing him.

The Demon King did his best to steady himself, but he was shaking all over, he could not tell from what he was shaking nor could he sense death coming, he only knew that it was there. His fear almost maddened him while his body still burned in the bluish hellfire. Then a thought came to him as if a whisper, a tantalizing prospect.

'JUST GIVE UP'

He thought of just giving up, lying down and dying in peace, making all this torture stop, making the fear go away, making him stop shitting him...

"Oh fuck"

The Demon King just figured out that he shat himself out of fear at this moment.

"It is time"

The voice was heard again, bringing the Demon King back from his reflection of the point that he had no more face. The Demon King did the braves thing he thought he could do at that moment and ran.

Mythander stared at the retreating Demon King, he stretched out his hand to his side, which caused all the blood, flesh, and bones of his previous mortal body to be pulled towards it.

As it reached his palm it morphed together, wiggling in different directions as if weaving over each other before finally stabilizing, forming a long sharp, and blood-red spear.

Boom!

The Retreating Demon King fell to the ground, confusing as he felt his very divint=ity shake in fear, trying to break away from him, the fool was targeted by this god-smiting spear.

All over the universe eyes descended upon this insignificant planet, then they quickly looked away minding there own business less they be targetted by this terrifying weapon.

Mythander slowly walked towards the convulsing Demon King, arriving next to him he raised the spear and looked the Demon King in the eyes. There gazes met, the eyes of a ghost met the eyes of a begging demon king.

The spear then descended, and pierced the demon king in the heart, making his eyes go wide. The spear slowly melted as it flowed into the demon king's body, causing many ancient writings to appear all over his body, the writing s was the chant of a curse, a curse of mortality.

The power that the Demon King was once proud of all disappeared as he slumped down on the ground. His only saving grace was that this cruel spear miraculously even wiped out the blue flames that were torturing him, before cursing him. He felt so weak, his power at this moment was even weaker than a normal mortal man one can find in any village.

Mythander stared at the Demon King for a moment before turning his attention to the people on top of the mountain. "Its all up to you now, I have done all I can", With those words, spoken so softy but was still strangely heard by them who were hundreds of meters away, Mythander disappeared from the face of this world.

...

The small soul ascended up into the universe where it teleported into another dimension known as the divine realms, there this small soul reached its destination, before it was a massive, no saying massive was an understatement as the size of this soul was beyond description, it morphed into this soul, appearing now only as a blinking light among billions of stars. It found its place close to three other souls and joined two of them as they hovered around a single one.

Close to this soul was a palace, which could hold a thousand Azfiuses and only have one percent of its space taken, but even so, it was minuscule almost not worth mentioning next to this 'big' soul.

Sitting on a chair on top of one of many millions of balcony's in the palace, sat a beautiful woman who wore a blue dress that strangely became ethereal at the corners, another woman in a maid uniform came to her and poured some tea into a cup that was situated next to the sitting blue dressed beauty.

"Your tea, Lady Yris", The maid said respectfully, before turning away and leaving the Goddess to her musings.

This whole time the goddess hadn't broken her sight from the small star that represented Mythander, she smiled gently as she saw it take its place with the other two, Lambert and Azfius, hovering the soul of Alex.

"And another legend was made" she spoke, the smile never leaving her face. She then pulled out a strange badge, on it was a strange symbol in its middle was an infinity sign while all around it was moving images of people getting born, living their lives and dying then repeating the cycle only each time they looked and acted differently.

Yris raised the badge into the air towards the 'big' soul and poured a minuscule amount of divine energy into it causing the badge to lite up. The area around her suddenly morphed and she was transported into a different realm, everything around her was eternally dark.

A small portal appeared in front of her and the small light of Alex was puled out of the 'big' soul along with its three wondering companions and moved through the small portal before starting to take shape as all four souls fused together.

Before it was fully formed Yris went to her knees and prayed towards the owner of the Badge in her hands.

"Forgive me for what I am about to do to you, my lord" while adding in her mind,'It was your idea anyway'

She then stood back up and put on a cold facade just in time for Alex to appear in front of her in soul form.

"Alex"