When Draco appeared in front of Alexander, the first thing he did was laugh.
He laughed, then laughed, and laughed some more.
His laugh, which was evil due to his nature but unexpected at the same time, confused Alexander to no end.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked.
"Haha, don't you think it's funny?" Draco looked at him and asked with a smile that was the remnant of his long laugh.
"What is?"
"I had many opportunities to kill you, yet I've never done it, and now after us being a semblance of partners, I have to do it in order to save you."
"We were enemies, then we were companions, then we ascended together, and now we both share the same burden, yet, even though all of that happened, I still have to kill you." Draco said.
"Don't you think it's funny?" He replied.
"Heh, now that I think about it." Alexander shook his head with a smile.
"But..." He stopped.
"Why did it have to be me who dies in the end?" Alexander asked.
"It's an inescapable fate, Origin." Draco shook his head with a smile.
"Now let's get this over with, I still have another one to take care off."
"Yeah..."
{Silent Death}
{Devouring}
'In the end... You were devoured by me.' Draco thought to himself.
This conclusion hurt his heart.
Life, darkness and the others he wasn't much in contact with nor had respect for, he only gave them back their life with their own authorities and called it quits.
But when it came to love, he was kind enough to throw in the authority of beauty.
Leona and Alexander had to wait a couple months for them to be revived, but their progress would be so explosive they would surpass the ones who were already revived in no time.
When it came to the previously revived, Joie, Wine, Scholar, and Ash, all of them had managed to reach the level of a lower celestial at the very least.
Joie and Wine were high celestials, having fully regained their previous might, but the other two were slightly lagging behind, but in their eyes, this was more than enough progress in a couple months.
Their chosen ones had ascended through the towers that Draco had spawned all over the realm.
One could find at least one in every continent, and then realm at the moment had millions of continents, which directly translated to that same amount of towers or more.
As long as one reached the Origin Emperor level, they could take their chances to become a celestial, but as always, it was a hard mission to accomplish.
The deva island was now a fun place to be around, it had gotten bigger with a couple buildings to change airs.
After Wine and the other 2 had come, every day was a fun day to be alive in, ever now and then, the old devas and the new ones gather around to drink and have fun.
Stories are told and the young ones learn from the old ones.
This had only gotten better when the chosen ones had ascended, and it had to be said, the devas sure knew how to choose.
Aside from being mature and equipped with strong personalities, they mostly resembled their own devas.
Joie had chosen a young man who looked like royalty. Rich blond hair and a calm demeanor?
His background was the 8th prince of a large empire that had recently risen.
With the accelerated time, the young man had gone on to conquer everything and after becoming emperor, he had expanded his reach to over a hundred continents.
His legacy was one that would be recorded in history and Joie was beyond proud of his achievements.
But the others had chosen ones just as amazing, if not better.
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