1 The fall of hegemon
"My name is Warren Teschen, the true god of war, with the title of Holy Saber Emperor. Thousands, tens of thousands, maybe hundreds, I can't remember how many years it took me to get back on top of the world, I created the greatest Empire in history, ruled over billions..."
"This is what is called true power, but I did not realize one simple fact-the power, wealth, influence, is not worth anything!"
"NOTHING!"
"In the face of absolute strength, everything falls apart, it doesn't matter that I am a true God, no matter how much I have combat experience..."
On a distant, uninhabited planet, an old man stood, he knew that he would die, but neither this fact nor the terrifying almost visible pressure exerted on the entire planet, gradually reducing its size, did not change his straight, sword-like figure.
The pressure made his bones creak, but with just his willpower, he could still hold on.
A moment later, a young man in black appeared in front of him, his eyes lifeless. The look in his eyes made the old man's skin crawl. Death had come for him...
"Hmm, you almost managed to reach the level of an absolute god, after a thousand or two, you might be able to survive the wrath, but right now, in my eyes, you are no different from an ant." -said the young man.
"If I'm going to die today, then so be it. Death is preferable to the betrayal of one's own ideals."-Warren replied.
"Don't worry, you will definitely die, but not so easily. Do you even know what you did? "
" Helped someone in need?"
"You helped HER..."- the young man said.
Warren really didn't know who the girl he'd helped yesterday was.
"It doesn't matter, since you helped her-you're my enemy!"-the young man stretched out his hand and made a grasping movement, Warren immediately felt as if he was being pulled into a black hole, he tried his best to resist the attracting effect. However, the enemy's strength was too great, and in an instant, his neck was caught in the enemy's steel grip.
Warren tried to pull away from it but to no avail. At that moment, the opponent struck Warren in the chest. The hand went right through. A wave of pain rolled through Warren's body, making him clench his teeth harder. He could feel the terrible evil energy spreading through his body from the wound, which was suppressing his own.
The hand on his neck loosened and the young man said angrily, " It was almost in my hands, but a pathetic pawn decided to interfere with the party of the celestials!!!"
The evil energy inside Warren overwhelmed the last of his strength. However, as soon as the hand released him and he fell to the ground, gathering his will into a fist, Warren tried to get to his feet, but immediately received a kick in the stomach, which sent Warren flying for hundreds of kilometres, destroying mountains with his body along the way.
A moment later, a familiar black figure appeared in front of Warren.
"Kneel down and I'll give you an easy death!"-the opponent sneered, looking at Warren, who was not alive.
"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! Emperor of Terror, karma will punish you for your actions!"-Those were Warren's last words. Using the last of his strength, he used his spatial artifact, pulled out his sabre, and chopped off his head.
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Darkness.
"It's dark... "
"It's dark all around, why the hell is it so dark here?"- thought Warren.
"Wait, where am I?! I'm dead, right?!"-Warren was surprised by the presence of self-awareness.
A flash of pain hit him, and he lost consciousness...
When Warren woke up and opened his eyes. Many memories appeared in his mind, but those memories were not his own. The master of the memories was named Warren Satanakia, the second prince of the Chaos Empire, the third most powerful state of the Eternal Continent.
His bloodline was rooted in one of the strongest demons. After many generations, their bloodline is not pure, but strong chaotic energy causes two features in the family members. First, all their emotions are magnified many times over.
Secondly, each member has their own vice. His father, the emperor, is very greedy, he has set an exorbitant level of taxes in his state, and he is constantly at war with smaller countries for wealth. The first Prince is the epitome of envy, and the sister is incredibly proud.
Warren Satanakia himself can't control his lust and decided to rape his sister for the last time, which is not a problem in itself, incest is even encouraged among demons. The problem is Warren himself and the fact that his status and strength are far inferior to his sister-genius. He used the drug because he couldn't win his sister's favour. When he had already stripped the unconscious princess of her clothes and was enjoying the sight of her body, the father-emperor burst into the room and beat Warren to the point where his mother would not recognize him. Afterwards, the emperor imprisoned Warren in a dungeon, where he was currently staying.
Looking through his memories, Warren found something interesting.
The first empire of this continent was called the Dark Realm, and the name of its founder was Adrian Weitz.
It's a name Warren will definitely never forget. Yes, that was the name of the young man in black: "So this is his homeworld" -Warren thought.
"HAHAHAHAHA..."-Warren laughed uncontrollably-" I will destroy everything you have created! Blame your karma, you bastard!"
At the noise, the guard opened the cell and came in: "What are you making a fuss about, you freak? How did you even have the courage to do this to her Highness, as soon as she recovers, I'm sure she will personally execute you, and the emperor will be only too happy!"-saying these words, the guard tried to hit Warren with the pommel of his sword.
An incredible murderous intent burst from Warren, which turned the guard into mincemeat before he even realized it. Killing intent, like understanding a sword or any other weapon, did not depend on the level of cultivation, but on experience.
"Why did I kill him?"-Warren thought, usually he had complete control over his emotions and acted strictly on his own principles. But when the guard tried to hit him, murderous intent and immense malice erupted from the depths of his soul.
"It is possible that not only our memories have merged, but also our souls. So my mindset has changed? " - the soul realm was one of the few where Warren had virtually no knowledge. And the only way he could explain the reason for the murder was this.
"It's time to get out of here."-Warren said, destroying the shackles with his sabre intent.
After getting rid of the shackles, Warren walked over to the dead guard, or rather what was left of him. Warren wanted to take the guard's sword, despite the fact that Warren's main weapon was a sabre, but as a true god of war, he was good with all kinds of weapons. And while the sabre intent or Warren's murderous intent might allow him to do anything even without a weapon, Warren had developed the habit over the millennia of always carrying at least some kind of weapon.
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Cultivation levels:
1. The Stage Of Qi Condensation
2. The Stage Of Laying The Foundations
3. The Stage of Earthly Enlightenment
4. The Stage of Heavenly Enlightenment
5. The Stage of Imperial Enlightenment
6. Demigod
7. The Ascension Stage
8. The Lower Deity
9. The Middle Deity
10.The Supreme Deity
11. The Lower God
12. The Middle God
13.The Supreme God
14. The True God
15. The Absolute God
