The Submission of Primordial Vert and Bleu

Deep within the infernal depths of Hell, where only the most powerful demons reigned, an earth-shattering battle had taken place—one that had shaken the very foundations of the abyss.

Guy , the Demon Lord, had defeated two Primordials in single combat. These weren't just any demons—they were Primordial Vert and Primordial Bleu, ancient entities qnd two of the 7 primordials.

The battlefield was left in ruins—volcanic storms raged, reality itself warped from the sheer force of their clash. As the dust settled, two figures kneeled before Guy, acknowledging his dominance.

Vert, her long emerald-green hair disheveled, wiped blood from the corner of her mouth, her emerald eyes gleaming with a mixture of frustration and admiration. "Tch… I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect you to completely overwhelm us."

Fast forward, Guy finally decided to summon them to the Material world.

"Bleu and Vert come forth"

After appearing in the material world while kneeling in front of guy.

Guy's eyes gleamed with crimson energy. "Now, let's make this official." He extended his hand toward them, power surging. "I shall name you."

The two Primordials stiffened. They knew the weight of this moment. Naming a demon was no trivial act—it meant evolution, transformation, and an unbreakable bond.

Without hesitation, he pointed at Vert. "From now on, you shall be Rain."

A wave of unstoppable power crashed into her body. Her emerald flames flared wildly as she let out a sharp gasp, her demonic essence twisting and reforming. The process was painful, but also exhilarating.

Her clothes shifted, her battle-worn attire dissolving into something new and refined—a black and green maid uniform, adorned with intricate embroidery that resembled storm clouds gathering before a tempest. The aura around her became sharper, more refined, as her newfound strength settled into place.

Then, Guy turned to Bleu. "And you… shall be Misery."

The moment the name left his lips, a pulse of arcane energy engulfed her. Her deep blue aura swirled violently. Her body trembled, her demonic core expanding as new abilities awakened within her.

Her outfit shifted into a dark blue maid uniform, elegant and battle-ready. The edges of her glasses glowed faintly, reflecting her enhanced intelligence and foresight—a mark of her evolution.

As the surge of energy settled, both Rain and Misery knelt before Guy—not as defeated foes, but as loyal subordinates who had found a master worthy of their service.

Misery adjusted her gloves, speaking in her usual calm, analytical tone. "Your naming process was flawless. You controlled the energy perfectly, wasting none. You truly are worthy of our loyalty."

Rain stretched her arms, smirking. "Master. So, what's our first job?"

Guy chuckled, pleased with their response. He gestured toward the ruined remnants of an ancient kingdom, a place once ruled by High Humans he had turned into dust.

"We start by establishing my domain. Right here. Build me a castle that will stand for eternity."

Rain's smirk widened. "You want something grand, huh? Fine. I'll carve a fortress out of the land itself."

Misery, analyzing the ruined terrain. "Then I shall construct the barriers and enchantments. No force in existence will penetrate it."

For years, the two worked tirelessly.

Rain used her magic mastery, shaping the landscape into something awe-inspiring—mountains fused into towering walls, rivers redirected into protective moats of pure magic, the very land reshaped to become an impenetrable fortress.

Misery, in turn, wove barriers of absolute defense, her sigils engraved across the castle's structure ensuring it would be immune to demonic, or any forces or she thought.

Their work was meticulous, and when it was done, Guy's fortress stood as an unbreakable bastion—a monument of his reign and demonic power.

Years passed. Guy, now fully settled in his castle, had grown even stronger. But something nagged at him—boredom.

One day, as he sat upon his throne, he called for Rain and Misery.

"I need something to entertain me. Go out and find the strongest being in this world. I want to fight them."

Rain, leaning against the wall, grinned. "Finally, something fun. Consider it done."

Misery bowed slightly, her expression unreadable. "It shall be done Master, even though, i doubt such being exist."

With that, the two set out on their grand search, traveling across the world, infiltrating kingdoms, gathering intelligence, and interrogating anyone they came across.

They scoured many lands, each time hearing rumors of a single name—Veldanava, the Star King Dragon.

Eventually, their investigations led them to one place, where the truth was confirmed—Veldanava was the undisputed strongest being in existence, a dragon of immeasurable might who resided upon God Mountain.

Returning to the castle, the two knelt before their master.

Rain was the first to speak. "We found him. The strongest being in existence is none other than Veldanava, the Star King Dragon. He spends most of his time in a place called God Mountain."

Misery added, "There is no challenger greater. He is revered as the Creator, the one who shaped existence itself. If you seek an opponent truly worthy of your power… he is the only choice."

For a moment, Guy was silent. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face.

"Veldanava, huh?" He cracked his knuckles, his aura flaring with excitement. "Sounds perfect."

Rain smirked and thinking. "You really think you can take on a literal god?"

Misery's expression remained unreadable, but she gave a slight nod. "It will be a battle recorded in history."

Guy stood from his throne, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Then it's decided. I am heading to God Mountain."

Rain let out a laugh. "This is going to be fun."

Misery simply said, "we shall wait for you master."

And with that, Guy, the self procalmed strongest demon, set forth to challenge the strongest dragon, a battle that would shake the very fabric of the world itself.

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The winds howled as Guy soared through the sky, his crimson aura blazing like a comet across the heavens. His eyes gleamed with an unmatched hunger for battle, his heart pounding with anticipation.

His thoughts raced as he ascended toward God Mountain, the sacred peak said to be the dwelling of Veldanava, the Star King Dragon—the Creator himself.

"If I defeat him, it will be undeniable. I will be the supreme existence in this world. No one will dare challenge me again. My name will echo across eternity."

The mere thought sent a thrill down his spine. He had faced countless foes, conquered the infernal depths of Hell, and crushed even other Primordials beneath his heel. Yet, for the first time in (actually second) his existence, he felt true exhilaration—not just for battle, but for the unknown.

This was a battle that could shape history itself.

The air grew heavier as he approached the summit of God Mountain. The moment he crossed a certain threshold, a divine pressure crushed down upon him like an unmovable weight.

"Tch… What the hell is this?"

Guy gritted his teeth, feeling his body struggle under the sheer cosmic authority radiating from above. It was unlike anything he had ever encountered. Even his very essence as a Primordial Demon and demon lord seemed to tremble in response.

Yet, rather than fear, his excitement only grew.

Far above, atop the celestial peak, a majestic figure rested—Veldanava, the Star King Dragon.

His majestic body coiled lazily, resting beneath a sky filled with shimmering galaxies that twisted and swirled above him like a living tapestry. His crystalline scales, reflecting a myriad of colors, shone like a celestial mosaic, each scale containing the very fabric of existence.

His eyes—golden pools of infinite wisdom and power—suddenly flickered open.

A powerful yet gentle chuckle escaped him.

"So… it's time."

He had foreseen this moment long ago.

The demon who had conquered Hell itself, who had crushed other Primordials under his might, had finally set his eyes on the pinnacle of creation.

Veldanava smiled. He welcomed it.

Guy finally breached the last layer of divine resistance, his body flaring with overwhelming demonic energy as he landed atop God Mountain.

And there, in front of him…

His breath caught in his throat.

For the second time in his existence—Guy felt small.

Before him lay the single most breathtaking and terrifying entity he had ever seen.

Veldanava's sheer size was incomprehensible, his presence a celestial storm of divinity. His every breath seemed to resonate with the very fabric of the cosmos, and his wings—stretching endlessly beyond the horizon—glowed with the power of creation itself.

But it wasn't just his appearance that overwhelmed Guy—it was the aura.

A pressure so vast, so boundless, that reality itself trembled beneath it.

For the first time, Guy staggered back involuntarily, his entire body screaming at him—warning him that this was not a foe he could simply overpower.

And yet…

His heart pounded with exhilaration.

"This is it," Guy thought, clenching his fists, his lips curling into a wild grin. "This is the battle I've been waiting for."

Veldanava tilted his massive head slightly, his golden eyes gazing down at Guy with amusement and curiosity.

His voice, when it came, wasn't just sound—it was an undeniable truth that echoed through existence itself.

"You've done well to make it this far, demon. Very few have ever stood before me."

The sheer weight of his words pressed into Guy's very soul, but the crimson demon held his ground, his excitement only growing.

Guy smirked, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. "Heh… I'll take that as a compliment."

His crimson aura exploded, filling the entire mountaintop, as his battle instincts ignited.

"Veldanava, the Creator." His red eyes burned with unwavering determination. "I've fought everyone worth fighting. There's no one left but you."

Veldanava's chuckle rumbled across the heavens like distant thunder.

"I see." His golden eyes gleamed. "You seek to test yourself against the pinnacle of existence. You desire to claim the title of the strongest."

Guy cracked his knuckles, his grin never fading. "Damn right."

"Very well, Guy. Let us see if you are worthy."

Guy's breath hitched for just a moment—but then his own aura flared.

"Tch… That's what I like to hear!"

With a roar, his Crimson Calamity aura erupted, his entire body surging with Primordial Demon energy, his battle lust reaching new heights.