9 Chaos

The Underworld, also known as the Netherworld by some. It is the home of the Devils and Fallen Angels. It is roughly the size of the Human World, but with a much greater landmass, as there are no oceans, only lakes. The sky is always purple, whether it is day or night.

The Underworld is split into two regions: The Devils Region and the Fallen Angels Region. The Devil's territory is ruled by 72 Pillars, while most Fallen Angels are ruled by an organization called Grigori, which was created by the leader of fallen angels, Azazel, and others who fell with him from Heavens.

72 Pillar system is really easy. Each pillar represents one clan and they are ruled by the Four Great Satans– Beelzebub, Leviathan, Asmodeus, and finally Lucifer. Lucifer, with the help of Lilith, made all devils, so he is their so-called king.

Grigori or also The Watchers of the Children of God, which is led by Azazel, rule over most fallen angels.

While Devils and Fallen Angels hate each other and have some conflicts from time to time, they haven't really waged any serious war yet. It could be said that there is relative peace between two factions, if not for one problem that has been troubling them for five years.

Five years ago, both sides received shocking news. Apparently, the city on the devil's side– Ferdiff got annihilated in a single day, not even a speck of dust remained there. Both factions quickly started their own investigation, only to find nothing. They also couldn't ask survivors, because no one was left alive.

After a week passed, they still found nothing. But then another event occurred– a legion of fallen angels was destroyed, but this time there was at least one survivor, commander of the said legion. Every legion commander was at least a fallen angel with four pairs of wings or higher, meaning– he could fight against Ultimate-class devil with ease. But when he got back to Grigori headquarters, he was already half-dead.

He had no ears nor his left hand. His eyes were hollow, all nails and tongue were torn out, his wings were broken and he had a lot of burns and cuts all over his body. He didn't even have hair! Grigori immediately sent him to their best doctors when they recognized him as a commander of one particular legion. They tried their best to cure him, but all that was for naught because something was interfering with them.

They then tried to get at least something from him and they got. They got a letter from the commander's trembling hands. The letter said: "If you are lucky enough, then you could probably heal his ears and mouth to some extent. He has to say about the battlefield he was on. I apparently went too far with experimenting on the fallen angel's physique. I will try to send the next one in one piece."

When they read it, they had a sudden urge to kill whoever wrote this. They then proceed to heal the commander's ears and tongue as the letter said and the first thing they heard was a yell: "Monster!" Commander seems to regain some life in his eyes, but they were instantly filled with endless fear. They then tried to calm him down and proceed with interrogation.

While still trembling a little bit, he still explained what happened. They were marching towards the devil's territory to attack one of the clan's military bases on the border. They have done it countless times, so it's not something to be concerned about.

But when they were already getting closer to their destination, they saw two people in the distance- a man and a woman. The man had four arms and as far as they could see, both of them had pink hair and they also wore kimono'.

While kimono is not something devils would normally wear, it is not unheard of. Fallen angels immediately thought that they are devils because of their bright hair. This and also that they came from devil's territory confirmed that they are most likely devils.

Commander sent a few of his troops towards them, so they could kill them quickly, but that changed quickly. When fallen angels got closer, they wanted to proceed with this without bloodshed, because they saw an incredible beauty. They said arrogantly something about surrendering because they higher numbers on their side. The very next moment, their heads were sent flying like nothing. Commander immediately grew wary of them and decided that he will kill them himself.

He took some of his best soldiers, unfolded his four pairs of wings, and rushed towards two people. As he came closer, he made some light spears and sent them towards those that were on the ground. When he saw that spears did hit their initial target, an arrogant smirk got on his face, only to vanish a second later. From the dust cloud that spears produced, a man with four arms jumped towards them.

He was moving towards fallen angels at an incredible speed while having a borderline-mad, wicked smile on his face, while his long black nails aimed directly at his throat. He had no time to cast something for defense, so he did all he could do– put his hands forward, while quickly trying to take a defensive stance. Luckily, it saved his life, but it still did cost him quite a lot.

His hand was cut off and was now held by that monster in front of him. But before he could do something, he was sent flying with a roundhouse kick. The blow was so strong, that his wings actually broke from the wind pressure and his body was sent flying for at least a few kilometers, before stopping in front of dumbfounded soldiers.

But when they realized what happened, they quickly picked him up and sent him towards the back of the legion.

Meanwhile, the one who actually put the commander on the verge of death with one punch was having fun with other soldiers. He aimed directly at their heart or throat, killing them in an instant. But those who showed wings were having it much worse. He would just go and rip out their wings while letting them suffer from pain.

Soon enough, the commander woke up. He felt pain all over his body, but despite that, he still stood up. But that was a mistake, as of now, he was watching as his whole legion is getting massacred by one person. Also, it seems like instead of killing them in a single hit, he makes them suffer as much as he can, leaving them in a half-dead state.

Even if he wanted desperately to do something, he couldn't, because he was focusing all his energy to keep himself alive. And so, seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours, while the massacre continued. A few minutes later, it finally ended, and now the one who made it was coming closer to a commander, who could only shake in anger.

"Hoo? So you actually survived. Hmm?" The man glanced at his wings and fastly made an assumption: "So the more wings you have, the stronger you are? Quite interesting... But let's move on. As I can get, you are the strongest one here and as an entirely new species for me, you will be my experimental material, I hope you can last a bit longer than those weaker ones." he said with a sadistic smile.

Here the commander's story ended and he wasn't willing to talk no matter how hard others tried. After some time they just gave up and went to report this to Azazel.

When Azazel heard the whole report, he frowned and dismissed all. 'Whoever that was, it is clearly not a devil. They mostly fight with magic and also someone with such would rather be famous. Pink hair, four eyes, and four arms?.. I think I should investigate it later, if such an individual roams around in the Underworld, then It actually might be dangerous... Also, that devil city annihilation, even though It wasn't on a fallen angel territory, I still should be more careful.' He thought to himself.

After this incident, few months passed. Nothing really happened, till one very particular day. The whole Underworld was on high alert because two cities and few towns were destroyed, on both Devils and Fallen Angels' side. All happened so fast that faction leaders didn't even realize that before it was already too late.

People were saying that they saw two dragons, while someone was on top of them. Dragons weren't quite big, rather they were young, only about few meters in size. But the power that they displayed, was nothing to scoff at. Their fire breath was so hot and destructive, that they didn't need anything else.

Even though cities weren't huge and towns were rather small but it doesn't change the fact that someone was riding two really dangerous dragons and burning city after city. Also, it's needed to be remembered, that dragons are immensely prideful beings, so they wouldn't accept someone so easily and that concerns leaders even more.

Both sides quickly started their investigation, while sending groups of elite forces to try to deal with those who did it. Sadly, it ended rather badly. Elite forces were erased, completely. Higher-ranks were even more irritated at this. Soon some even started to consider that dragons were trying to gather forces to wage a war against all factions.

Azazel was growing even warier, but he also couldn't hide his curiosity. He thought that whoever did this was really brave and strong enough. Not just everyone can go against two large factions'. As for the possibility of war against dragons? That was laughable and ridiculous. First of all, dragons were too prideful to actually work together towards one goal. There were few exceptions, but not to the point that a whole army would be made out of nowhere.

A few days later, Azazel finally got some useful information on the culprits of those incidents. Apparently, there were two dragons and two humanoid-looking beings. The same man, that annihilated one of the fallen angels legions a few months ago and this same woman that was seen with him at that moment.

He didn't really want to send any more of his forces, because previous ones were annihilated with ease and even if he would send someone, they would die the same way as the previous did. He didn't want to send Cadre either. So the only thing he could do right now is to wait till the other side makes their move.

Like that, few years have passed, and yet no one made any move. Azazel was surprised by that but still kept waiting. Soon enough, something indeed happened. In one part of the Underworld, there was a fight between a Dragon King Tannin, or also known as Blaze Meteor Dragon, and an unknown individual. Though, soon enough it was revealed the one that was fighting with a Dragon King, was the same man who was massacring towns a few years ago.

The battle seemed rather fierce, as the surrounding area of the battle was destroyed entirely. People couldn't see much of the fight, but they were saying that they saw that Tannin was wounded quite seriously, which shocked others greatly. He had a lot of bruises, and even one of his horns was broken, but despite all of that, he was laughing like some madman. After laughing for several hours in a row, he left through Dragon Gate.

The people were astounded, they couldn't think of anything else. It has to be said that even though Tannin might not be the strongest Dragon King, he is still powerful enough to fight against Satans in raw physical strength alone. And what nerved people, even more, is that he was defeated in an area, where he is presumably strongest.

But after that incident happened, nothing else was really going on. Small conflicts between devils and fallen angels were still occurring, but with much less intensity than before because of a particular being roaming in the Underworld.

(A/N: First of all, I want to apologize that I didn't release any new chapter for few days, I had some really important stuff to do. I'm going to try to release 3 chapters at the weekend instead of 2. That said, thanks for all the comments, reviews, and power stones you are dropping. Tt really helps a lot when you know that people support you.)