The world continued to take shape, and so did he.
Shinsui sat cross-legged atop a jagged obsidian rock floating in the middle of a void sea. The nascent world twisted around him—rivers reversed their flow, stars formed then exploded, and mountains rose only to be swallowed by the shifting crust. Creation was still confused, but Shinsui had found its rhythm.
He was no longer the being who had been sealed away in the scythe. That man is now but a memory, meant to fade with time/ or so he thought.
What existed now was Shinsui, the Demon god King. Even an ordinary god will not forget important things, talk less of a godking.
And the world had no idea what that meant.
His body was surrounded by a thick aura of evil divine energy( It is negative divine energy that I'm calling evil divine energy) —pure negativity turned into power. It flowed endlessly, pouring into him from the shadows of every unborn corner of this dimension. Every regret, every unfulfilled desire, every drop of sorrow this world would one day create—he was already harvesting them.
"Negativity is the chaos of the order of creation," Shinsui whispered.
From his palm, dark threads began to form. He willed them forward, weaving them into an intricate symbol—a swirling mark with countless spirals and glyphs. As it glowed, it pulsed with a terrifying presence.
This was his Divinity—not bestowed, but self-made. The mark of the first Demon God.
And with it came authority.
He reached into the void, and from his will, created a platform—a massive floating temple of black stone and red crystal. It spiraled upward like a tower piercing the heavens, impossible in shape, alien in architecture.
He had named it:
"The Abyss."
"A world at the bottom of creation" he said, standing at its edge. "My throne, my sanctuary… the HQ of the bloodline clan."
His fingers moved again, weaving sigils in the air. With a single breath, the Abyss connected itself to the leylines of creation. It would float eternally, able to drift through the spaces between worlds.
And it would obey him.
Godking—that was the name of the power now pulsing within his veins. It wasn't just strength—it was legacy. From his divinity, he could create others. Entities that walked with the majesty of gods but bore the madness of demons.
He raised his hand, and a glyph appeared.
"And now I present to myself the first demon god, my first creation as an evil god king"
From the dark waters of the void, a figure rose—eight wings, crimson eyes, and a crown of bone.
A Demon god.
It screamed as it took its first breath, and its roar echoed across the dimensions still being born.
Shinsui smiled. "I'll name you Abadiel. And you… will be the sin of wrath."
Dozens more glyphs formed behind him.
The era of the Bloodline Clan was just beginning.
This was the age of the Abyssal Empire the age before the emergence of the bloodline clan.
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Later, within the deepest chamber of the Abyss, Shinsui sat before a black mirror—a creation of cursed energy and compressed time. He studied his reflection carefully.
> "This power is not enough, I want to be the legendary bad guy"he said to himself. "demon gods must be protected, cultivated. It must spread." But I will deal with that later
He opened his hand, revealing a second glyph—this one ancient, far older than the world itself. It pulsed with golden and black hues.
> "The Apostle system…"
With this power, he could create and/or choose Demon Kings—living dynamos of power and growth, each tied to their kingdom. They would be eternal, unkillable by natural means, immune to decay and time. Unfortunately they have a flaw, which is destiny. Heroes would always rise to defeat them.
Shinsui sighed, no wonder all demon kings from isekai animes who are not the protagonist, always fall to the hand of heroes who are most times the protagonist.
> "But what ever, Let the heroes come. That's part of the game. This is what makes this even more fun."
{ Maybe I can try giving the demon king a team like the heroes always have} shinsui asked himself.
He would make his apostles carefully, hide them across countless dimensions, and watch their empires rise like storms. Man that should be at least entertaining.
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But something shifted.
Shinsui's brows furrowed as he felt an anomaly—something his cursed senses had missed.
Above him, light.
But not sunlight.
And also not chakra.
Divine energy, but it feels familiar but he can't remember where
"Is that the legendary goddess that all isekai animes have?" shinsui thought in his heart.
He stood, eyes narrowing.
The air vibrated with the hum of purity. The curse energy around him trembled, confused. As if a higher law had suddenly taken root in the realm.
High above the skies of the nascent world, a radiant core began to form. It pulsed with gentle warmth, golden light, and the sound of laughter, tears, and peace. Unlike anything he had seen.
He stared, eyes locked on the forming shape.
A woman, or something like one. Long silver hair, a robe made of clouds, skin that shimmered like morning dew. Her eyes had no pupils, only galaxies.
And she was smiling. Man was she beautiful.
And
Very real.
And as the Abyss trembled ever so slightly in response, Shinsui finally spoke—just spoke the words.
"…She has finally been born, thank me ( since the MC is a god) any longer and I would have left to elsewhere.
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