The death of the strongest

I knew something was wrong the moment I woke up. There was a stinging feeling in the back of my neck that told me something was wrong, but of course me being me I chose not to listen to it. After all I am the strongest person in the universe, or so I thought.

As the saying goes there is always someone stronger. Today I would learn who that was.

*knock knock*

"Master it is morning shall I help you dress" wearing a maids dress one of my concubines said obediently.

"Sure," I said in a voice filled with boredom that only comes when you're hailed as the most incredible person ever. Someone who is feared in all the nine realms.

I dressed with the help of a women named Vienna. She is a girl I picked up while roaming the 4th realm, the realm of the 4th tier cultivators of course. She was part of a small family living in the outskirts of the realm but her beauty was enough for me to take her as mine. Her family was given compensation in the form of a mountain of energy cores which they could use to elevate their status and level. They were happy to give her away and she was happy to go, everyone knows how my concubines are treated.

Once dressed I headed to my dining hall for breakfast. As I walked the pressure in my head just increased giving me a sinister feeling. Entering the hall I saw a large table filled with enough food to feed multiple families on earth but this food was all for me, my wives and my children. The children of course are rotten to the core as the only thing on their mind is how to kill me and get my strength and harem. Jealous bastards. At this point it felt like my head was about to explode as I finally realized what was wrong. Somebody sealed my strength. I was a mortal and ordinary mortals can't live in the ninth realm without help.

"So the day has finally come," I said to my sons, but all they gave me was blank expressions. Confused I went back into my memories to see what happened and remembered someone I met yesterday, some old croon that said something about judgment day. At the time I thought nothing of it and killed him like everyone else that frustrates me, but now I realized that I had somehow made a mistake. Just as I had this thought my suspicions were confirmed.

"Troy Raidon you have been judged and found unworthy," a voice that resonated everywhere throughout the room said.

Just as I was about to call out three golden robed figures appeared and spoke in unison. The words they said will stick with me forever.

"You who thinks they are the strongest. You who takes and kills without mercy. You who gives only to take more have been given a choice die or become a slave to those more powerful."

And with that they sent out an aura filled with mana that was thousands of times stronger than mine which caused everyone but me to pass out.

For the first time in thousands of years I felt something I thought I would never feel again.

Fear.

"SPEAK SMALL ONE," in a calm but powerful voice said.

"I will never become a slave for anyone no matter how powerful. If you must end my life of boredom and luxury so be it," I said in a confident tone

With that the one on the left killed me without hesitation using a wave of their hand like swatting at a fly.