little Chaos!

Author's Note: You'll get +18! Not now but it will.

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With a crimson glow breaking the world into a distorted void, Daemon reappeared before a golden door to the sound of the waves.

After the crimson king brought him to the outside of his dimension, even he couldn't get through the barrier, that was a good sign. No "Entity" could get through it, no matter how strong it was.

But besides the barrier, there were other defense mechanisms in case someone tried to enter: The door would only open with the master key, the door was able to recognize me and the girls, and inside it was extremely abundant in mana, a normal person would explode in a few seconds, even someone with a core would not resist more than a few minutes.

Hermione was an exception, she entered the house with them and didn't try to force her way through the door.

Grabbing a beach chair, Daemon sat in it while enjoying the moonlight and the calm waves.

A golden sword in the shape of a key that connects to the King's Treasure appeared in Daemon's hands. Possessing a divine aura, with the "purest magical element he had ever seen in his life. The King's Law Key.

Entering the King's vault, all that could be seen everywhere were piles and piles of gold coins, swords, axes, spears, daggers, etc... there was everything here.

If you wanted something specific, you had it inside the King's Treasury.

There were many useless things, why would he want a transparent bathing suit? A rope? or others that were made of sea shells? And a damn hot spring, cough! the hot spring was acceptable.

Daemon would spend several with piles of gold that weighed tons.

Anything he didn't want, he would use Hakai to make it disappear into particles of purple dust.

Yes, Hakai, the Power of the Gods of Destruction. After he got his hands on the Holopsicon, one of the first things he did was to create Chaos Magic, and then evolve it to the level of Hakai.

His power of destruction was already at least planetary, using only Concept Magic, with the Holopsicon, that increased to Omni, without the Holopsicon and using only Hakai he could destroy a planet.

The more useless things he erased, the more they appeared as if the things there were multiplying.

- 'Why does he have so much stuff here?' thought Daemon sighing.

- 'Would Gilgamesh be upset if he found out I'm using Uruk's Grail to make hot chocolate in it?'

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He continued to clean things inside until he heard a call in his mind.

{ Creator. }

Stopping for a moment from what he was doing, he answered back.

{Yes? Has something happened, Khahrahk? }

{The place where the Lady is, is under attack by hooded men wearing masks. }

The emotionless voice said.

{ Tell me more... }

{ Yes, after the Lady finished watching those humans playing some strange game, she and her friends went back inside a tent. After a few minutes, some people started attacking the place. Currently the Lady is in a forest. }

The curious Daemon, looked through Khahrahk's eyes.

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Meanwhile...

The colored lanterns that once lit the way to the stadium had been extinguished.

Dark figures walked lost among the trees; children cried; anxious cries and panicked voices echoed everywhere in the cold night air. Hermione felt herself being pushed back and forth by people whose faces she couldn't make out. They heard Ron Ron give a cry of pain.

"What happened?"' Hermione asked anxiously, stopping so abruptly that Harry almost bumped into her. "Ron, where are you? 'Oh, how stupid of me... Lumus!

She lit her wand and aimed the thin beam of light into the path. Ron was sprawled on the ground.

''I tripped over a tree root,'' he said angrily, getting to his feet.

''Why, with feet that size, it's hard not to trip,'' said a trailing voice behind his back.

Harry, Ron and Hermione turned around quickly. Draco Malfoy was standing alone near them, leaning against a tree in a totally relaxed attitude. His arms crossed, he seemed to be contemplating the scene in the camp through an opening between the trees.

"What the fuck do you want Malfoy?'' Ron told Malfoy to go and do something Harry knew his friend would never dare say in front of Mrs. Weasley.

''Look at your dirty mouth, Weasley,'' Malfoy said, his clear eyes glittering.

"Hadn't you better hurry up, now? You don't want your friend to be discovered, do you?'' He indicated Hermione with his head, and at this instant an explosion like that of a bomb was heard in the camp, and green lightning momentarily illuminated the trees around them.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Hermione in a tone of challenge.

"Granger, they're hunting freaks," Malfoy said. ''Do you want to show your panties in the air? Because if you do, just stand right here...they're coming this way and we're all going to have a good laugh. ''

''Hermione is a witch,'' Harry growled.

''Whatever you say, Potter,'' Malfoy said, smiling mischievously. ''If you don't think they are capable of identifying bad blood, stay where you are.

"You're the one who should be looking at your dirty mouth," Ron shouted. Everyone present knew that "bad blood" was a very offensive word for a witch or wizard of witch parents.

"Never mind, Ron," Hermione said quickly, grabbing her friend by the arm to restrain him as he made mention of advancing on Malfoy.

A thud was heard from the other side of the trees, louder than any of the previous ones. Several people shouted nearby.

"Keep your skinny head down, Granger," Malfoy sneered.

"Come on guys," Hermione repeated, and pulled Harry and Ronnie back onto the path.

"I'll bet you anything your father is one of the masked ones," Ron said indignantly.

"Well, with a little luck, the Ministry will grab him," Hermione said vehemently. ''Oh, I can't believe it, where did the others go?''

Fred, George and Ginny were nowhere in sight, although the path was crowded with people, all nervously spying the confusion in the camp over their shoulders.

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Back with Daemon . He watched all this without changing his expression.

Poor little Malfoy boy, he hardly knew that his family was almost completely bankrupt. That hadn't been revealed yet, Malfoy is going bankrupt because of the debts he had with the Pendragons, it wasn't just the Malfoy's who had debts, literally all the stores in Diagonal Alley and more nobles had debts with the Pendragons, Le Fay and Peverell. For the simple fact that the place is rented and lost to none of them, Azkaban, the Ministry of Magic Headquarters and Hogwarts belong to these three houses and only to them.

Ignorance can sometimes be a blessing, especially for those who know nothing about Daemon. He has no scruples in doing what was necessary, the "Mutants" that the people of Avalon were killing were actually his fault, a small virus invisible to the naked eye was spread to increase the strength of the people of Avalon.

Changing things in the dark just so that no one from Avalon is a weakling who drags Avalon's name into the mud.

Only Eloah knew that since she was almost omnipresent, it made it easier for her to know what he was doing in the dark, not that Eloah cared, she agreed with Daemon, Avalon doesn't need weak people even more when they can literally become 'gods'.

It was also a good way to expand Avalon's strength.

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- Should I go there myself?' he thought. - 'I've already 'literally' fucked up the plot, it doesn't really matter if I fuck it up even more, Holopsicon is exactly for that, to break the armor of the protagonists and destroy the plot.'

Raising his hand to think about it, Daemon messed up his hair and made a decision.

For some reason, his hair had fixed itself . .

'''Let's go!''' He said to himself, '''But first, let me get the Hades Invisibility Cloak.

Taking what appeared to be a black hat, anything covered or wrapped by the cloth cannot be observed by magical and optical means. Using optical magic to block all forms of magical detection and any presence of magical emanations from the wearer, it is incredibly effective against those who rely solely on magic to detect enemies.

And here we go! Into a little Chaos!

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