The King of Fairies is now a Demon Lord

In a gloomy environment with dark night skies, a silver-haired man stood alone. His right arm crumbled before regenerating. This process took a few more times until it was completely intact.

Rael heaved a sigh of relief. He was currently in the Death Dimension. Along with him, the entire young and beautiful female population of the Lower World was present.

Most of them were sleeping but it looked as if his wives had woken up. Lucifer stood shoulder to shoulder with Rael while Mira generated some kind of a potion and splashed it on the faces of Alizejh and Aria to wake them.

Moments later, all of them sat on a wooden table right in front of a Gothic castle that was surrounded by ethereal flowers and ice.

Lucifer was the first to break the silence.

"What happened back there?"

Rael kept silent for a few seconds. He was confused and deep in thought similar to the others. Raising his eyes to match Lucifer's, he spoke hesitantly.

"Something similar to an antimatter bomb, right before our escape, I witnessed the world collapsing to cessation."

Lucifer and Aria fell silent, the former because she had ruled over most of it with passion while the latter was born and raised in the lower world. Obviously, she had deep lingering feelings for it.

Alizejh was unaffected for most of it. Her voice was normal and her face did not show any particular feelings.

"Are you okay, brother?"

A soft smile crept onto Rael's face as he nodded before speaking shamelessly.

"I am fine. My body is a little tired due to the sex marathon."

Alizejh pondered a little before showing a cheeky grin.

"Maybe you should sleep. You can use my lap."

Rael's eyes widened as he screamed in his head.

'That does not even sound half bad. It sounds awesome! Imagine waking up and the first thing you see is your own female version's visage!!''

Aria, for the first time in a while, asked. Her voice quivered as a sad expression covered her face.

"Is the world truly destroyed?"

Everyone fell silent because none of them had an answer however right at that moment a monotone voice wafted in the air.

"No."

The air in the Death Dimension turned rabid as a shadowy hand crept and pulled the bounds to have it's form increase, breaking through space and time. Something like pure white marble stairs could be seen from inside it.

*Tap~ tap~ tap~*

A white-haired woman descended down them, trudging closer to the portal door. She was wearing a gothic maid uniform and had an elegant yet rustic witch hat placed on her head.

Her luminescent heterochromatic eyes glowed in the darkness. One in a pinkish hue and the other in a golden tincture. If one looked into them, then one would think that jewels are embedded in the eye sockets rather than eyes because of how beautiful they looked.

Hecate looked at the wife entourage and then at her master. Her pale face showed no emotions as she raised her hands and copied his signature move.

"Yo!"

Looking at her deadpan expression, Rael too raised his hand promptly.

"Yo."

All of his wives by the side looked at each other before looking at the private maid with a bit of jealousy. Aria heaved a sigh before asking in a polite tone.

"Miss Hecate, what do you mean by 'No'?

Hecate looked at her before conjuring a wooden seat near the table. Suddenly a cup conjured on it and numerous souls began to enter inside turning into a glowing white-brown liquid.

Holding the cup, she took small sips from it. Upon noticing that everyone was staring at her, she raised her cup.

"Tea? Anyone?"

Alizejh's eyes dazzled. "Do you have coffee? Preferably Cafe Du Lait? With sugar, lots of it."

Hecate chuckled silently in her generic gothic eerie manner. Waving her hands, a cup conjured at Alizejh's spot as souls dissolved into it forming a glowing milky liquid.

Lucifer by the side spoke suddenly. She was taken aback by the endeavor that was partaking in front of her yeux. Her tone and voice were rather shocked.

"Since when are Esthers able to brew soul products with a snap of their fingers?"

Hecate revealed a sly smile as she looked at Rael.

"Since our dear lord revived."

Meanwhile, the crux of the matter was more confused than ever, he pointed at himself and wondered aloud.

"Me?"

Hecate nodded, as she took a sip of her tea.

"Of course, it's you, master. The heir to the Supreme Ruler of Death. The new to be Embodiment of Death, Origin of Death. The second call of the First Heretic, the great Sinner of Chaos. The Lord that reigns over all souls and likewise necromantic beings. The force of destruction that is erratic and impulsive yet strikes in a timely manner, affecting all to come. A primordial element of the Law of Order itself, bound with nature. You just need to reclaim your throne."

Rael listened carefully to what Hecate said. It reminded him heavily of his interactions with Al-Mazur Qida. He seemed rather lame in person and character but Rael could not help but be in awe of him even after fucking his mother.

Death himself.

The grim reaper that dreamt to conquer everything in existence on a whim. The supreme being that wielded a downright crazy amount of power and influence.

This made Rael realize once again how great of a target was etched on his back. Once all the powers of Death assimilated with him, he would have crazy influence and authority across the infinite cosmos.

Unlike his existence as the Fairy King, the existence of Death was way higher. It was at the top of the entire list. Probably one of the strongest beings to ever exist.

'I should ask Hecate to educate me more about Death and once I get back to the Celestial Realm, I should start reading about it and gain higher knowledge.'

It was not that Rael did not have any knowledge. He possessed a lot of it due to his first life as the Fairy King. A historical figure that was widely celebrated as a legend.

More knowledge however would always be better, especially since he would soon be deemed as a heretic.

Rael paused for a moment before taking a deep breath. He suddenly tilted to look at Hecate with a serious gaze.

"Can I brew myself a coffee or any product?"

Hecate nodded. "Yes, master. Since you are the origin of death and the master of the ultimate death dimension. It should be a piece of cake. All you need to do is think about what you want to conjure."

Rael nodded. Closing his eyes, a black laced underwear suddenly conjured. Opening his eyes, he looked at it with joy while the women simply stared at him.

Coughing slightly, he took the underwear in his hand before it crumbled and this time a glass conjured.

Inside it, souls began to fill up forming a glowing white-red liquid. Twirling it in his hand, Rael took a small sip of the wine.

Instantly a smile blossomed on his face. He looked at the glass with deep satisfaction.

"Excellent wine. Reminds me of the Fairy Realm."

Hecate commented obediently in a dull voice.

"You can only conjure products that you have tasted or wielded before. Of course, there are certain limits but I am not aware of them."

It did not take Rael much time to realize that in the Death Dimension, he was the absolute ruler... unless someone with a higher death authority invaded.

Hence why, Rael decided to be careful before extracting anyone inside. Gods of Death, still had a higher authority than him at the moment. The essence of Al-Mazur Qida had not yet been completely fused. It would take time. A very long time by human standards and a considerable amount by celestial standards.

'Why is Hecate able to conjure soul products in my dimension though? Why does she even have the ability?'

As is understanding the thoughts of Rael, Hecate spoke.

"Witches are servants of the Supreme Ruler of Death while Esthers are the priests of Death. We worship, Death, we follow Death and we believe in Death. Naturally, our source of power is derived from Death. As for Esthers... heh, we are abnormal existences above everything that exists, blessed by the Death concept directly. Naturally, we can control Pure Death Energy to an extent... however, we are not it's rulers but rather servants."

Rael nodded. This was basic information he knew but it was not bad to relearn once every while. Hecate then turned around to look at Aria, her expression turned grim as she spoke.

"As for your answer, Bourassa is completely annihilated, not a single trace of it. The other kingdoms too are half in ruins with a scarce amount of survivors but enough. The world has gone into ruins."

Aria nodded, sad but a little relieved. At least her homeland, Undis was not completely annihilated. Although she did not know how to react. It was obvious that all the young, mature females in the world were currently in this dimension and knowing Rael she was sure that they would not be able to fuck anyone else nor would her husband let them.

So... in the end was it doomed to cease to exist?

Aira's head had started to hurt. So she decided to not think about it. Noticing, her pain Hecate continued but not before looking at Rael.

"The Death Dimension is dangerous. Master, I recommend that you transport everyone out of here before their souls corrupt and fall to the ravings of 'Them' and 'Their'."

Rael had a look of understanding as he nodded.

"The Old Ones..."

Hecate similarly nodded in a grim fashion. Rael pondered a little before asking. He remembered that Esthers have a special ability that lets them traverse anywhere without side effects.

"Since you are an Esther, a former leader of the Cardinals. Could you transport them to another dimension? I could lend the power of Pure Death Energy."

Hecate placed a finger on her chin before nodding.

"It should be possible. However, I will be left weakened than I already am."

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