monarch of time

“My God of Science!”

Several reporters gasped, instinctively stepping back despite the chalky protective barrier.

It’s true… it’s true… it’s all true…

Blugh~

The puke festival began, as several reporters puked and puked so much that they swore they puked blood too. No! No! No! How could they be sharing a planet with these monsters for so long without knowing it? Can you feel it? Can you feel the oddly primitive warning now sounded at the back of their minds? The ache at the bottom of their gut told them to get the fuck out of this sent and settle on another. Their throats grew drier, their pupils moved unsteadily, and their bodies now felt a hundred pounds heavier. Who can tell them why this was happening now? Why… Why were they born in this generation? Wasn’t it better to be born in the past and just die without having to go through the whole Monster slavery thing? Don’t think they haven’t heard the rumors in the grapevines that these monsters wished to imprison and use them as food sources. No!!!

Several people’s eyes grew red with worry, after seeing thousands and thousands of monsters storm in.

Didn’t you hear that no mortal weapons can defeat these creatures? So how can puny humans deal with this matter? Even if some of them had witnessed the academy disciples at work, they still felt the monsters stood a far higher chance of winning. Don’t blame them for thinking so. F***! Do you see what they are seeing? Just look at how massive these creatures were? A majority of these creatures were above 9 feet tall. And even the shorter ones were 4~7 feet tall. Mommy… Mommy…. Humanity was doomed to fail. .

Grahhhhh~

The creatures of varying sizes and appearances, let out guttural roars that echoed across the square, shaking windows in nearby buildings. Too powerful!

As if summoned by the fierce calls, more beings began to emerge from the portals—each more terrifying than the last.

Ghouls with hollow eyes and skeletal frames skittered across the pavement on all fours. They Twisted and twitched menacingly.

Their movements were jerky and unnatural, like marionettes controlled by invisible strings.

Don’t forget the demons wreathed in flames that followed close behind, their fiery auras casting flickering shadows on the ground. Their faces were twisted into grotesque masks of malice and hunger.

Creatures with hard, hunched exoskeletons appeared, covered in strange dark fluttering cloaks, their beings floating above the surface. Creatures that looked like bug hybrids, creatures whose existences defied the laws of physics, and many other sorts, all appeared before their very eyes. “Are we safe in here?” Clisa, one of the reporters, asked nervously. One of the cameramen nodded stiffly, while still continuing to film. His camera captured every horrifying detail—the creatures’ snarls and growls reverberating through his headphones.

“We’d better be,” Clisa replied tersely. “Or else we’re going to have front-row seats to our own demise.”

Bam~ The Titans emerged group by group. And while the reporters and many across the world were shaken to the core, some were waiting for the emergence of the true big rulers behind the scenes.

There! As if on cue, 4 stunning human figures stepped through from the portal. My, my, my, were they good-looking. Some humans who recognized them, felt their knees give way in horror. “That’s Lucifer Morningstar, one of the largest Realtor Tycoons!” “That’s Beelze Vin Bab… one of the heirs and owners of the richest beekeeping, and bug breeding companies in the world!” “That’s Mister Asmodeus, owner of over 50 large Entertainment companies!” “And that’s Mr. Belphegor, CEO of one of the world’s largest fishing companies.” Who am I? What am I? Where am I? No matter how slow everyone was, they understood that these 4 who appeared through the demonic portal, were definitely not human. This… this… this… Dread flooded the bodies of many, especially workers in these companies. F***! So they have been working for a monster all this time? No wonder… no wonder some people go missing index or twice in 2 years or so. Dead… they’re probably dead and in the blues of the enemy. Now, all 4 ancient beings appeared, their figures fluttering high above the ground. They looked like untouchable Gods, looking down on their servants. It was odd to say that the many creatures around them seemed mundane by comparison, despite how human-like they looked. The presence of these 4 exuded an aura of power so intense it was almost palpable.

They looked human-like, except for the imposing horns sticking out of their foreheads, the enormous wings on their backs, and eyes that burned like molten lava.

‘This can’t be real… this can’t be real…’ Many murmured incredulously as the broadcast continued live. The 4 princes of hell weren’t the only things that caught their attention. The Titan King stood between the 4 princes, a figure whose single step shook concrete beneath his feet. This was it… this was it–War! “Oh? Would you look at that… They have cannons pointing our way.” “How cute and desperate. No doubt, they should be hiding underneath some safehouse areas or within the military barracks.”

“Brothers, It seems they might have anticipated our arrival. But so what?”

“Indeed, what will be, will be… it’s a waste of time to throw water on a duck’s back.”

How cute, the humans are fighting for their survival. The ancient princes and the titans chuckled. Now, it was time to begin. Many top tier demon generals and commanders now flew, scouting the place with vicious intent. “Humans,” one of them began, its voice smooth yet commanding enough to send shivers down spines even through layers of protective glass. “Your world will soon come to an end.”

GO! In a flash, the many sluggish creatures rushed forth to find the hidden humans. “Come out, come out, wherever you are~” Their voices dropped with malice, as they destroyed buildings and objects in a blink of an eye. And the reporters on ground and in sight, only felt hot fluid run down their thighs. It’s OVER!

“My God of Science!”

Several reporters gasped, instinctively stepping back despite the chalky protective barrier.

It’s true… it’s true… it’s all true…

Blugh~

The puke festival began, as several reporters puked and puked so much that they swore they puked blood too. No! No! No! How could they be sharing a planet with these monsters for so long without knowing it? Can you feel it? Can you feel the oddly primitive warning now sounded at the back of their minds? The ache at the bottom of their gut told them to get the fuck out of this sent and settle on another. Their throats grew drier, their pupils moved unsteadily, and their bodies now felt a hundred pounds heavier. Who can tell them why this was happening now? Why… Why were they born in this generation? Wasn’t it better to be born in the past and just die without having to go through the whole Monster slavery thing? Don’t think they haven’t heard the rumors in the grapevines that these monsters wished to imprison and use them as food sources. No!!!

Several people’s eyes grew red with worry, after seeing thousands and thousands of monsters storm in.

Didn’t you hear that no mortal weapons can defeat these creatures? So how can puny humans deal with this matter? Even if some of them had witnessed the academy disciples at work, they still felt the monsters stood a far higher chance of winning. Don’t blame them for thinking so. F***! Do you see what they are seeing? Just look at how massive these creatures were? A majority of these creatures were above 9 feet tall. And even the shorter ones were 4~7 feet tall. Mommy… Mommy…. Humanity was doomed to fail. .

Grahhhhh~

The creatures of varying sizes and appearances, let out guttural roars that echoed across the square, shaking windows in nearby buildings. Too powerful!

As if summoned by the fierce calls, more beings began to emerge from the portals—each more terrifying than the last.

Ghouls with hollow eyes and skeletal frames skittered across the pavement on all fours. They Twisted and twitched menacingly.

Their movements were jerky and unnatural, like marionettes controlled by invisible strings.

Don’t forget the demons wreathed in flames that followed close behind, their fiery auras casting flickering shadows on the ground. Their faces were twisted into grotesque masks of malice and hunger.

Creatures with hard, hunched exoskeletons appeared, covered in strange dark fluttering cloaks, their beings floating above the surface. Creatures that looked like bug hybrids, creatures whose existences defied the laws of physics, and many other sorts, all appeared before their very eyes. “Are we safe in here?” Clisa, one of the reporters, asked nervously. One of the cameramen nodded stiffly, while still continuing to film. His camera captured every horrifying detail—the creatures’ snarls and growls reverberating through his headphones.

“We’d better be,” Clisa replied tersely. “Or else we’re going to have front-row seats to our own demise.”

Bam~ The Titans emerged group by group. And while the reporters and many across the world were shaken to the core, some were waiting for the emergence of the true big rulers behind the scenes.

There! As if on cue, 4 stunning human figures stepped through from the portal. My, my, my, were they good-looking. Some humans who recognized them, felt their knees give way in horror. “That’s Lucifer Morningstar, one of the largest Realtor Tycoons!” “That’s Beelze Vin Bab… one of the heirs and owners of the richest beekeeping, and bug breeding companies in the world!” “That’s Mister Asmodeus, owner of over 50 large Entertainment companies!” “And that’s Mr. Belphegor, CEO of one of the world’s largest fishing companies.” Who am I? What am I? Where am I? No matter how slow everyone was, they understood that these 4 who appeared through the demonic portal, were definitely not human. This… this… this… Dread flooded the bodies of many, especially workers in these companies. F***! So they have been working for a monster all this time? No wonder… no wonder some people go missing index or twice in 2 years or so. Dead… they’re probably dead and in the blues of the enemy. Now, all 4 ancient beings appeared, their figures fluttering high above the ground. They looked like untouchable Gods, looking down on their servants. It was odd to say that the many creatures around them seemed mundane by comparison, despite how human-like they looked. The presence of these 4 exuded an aura of power so intense it was almost palpable.

They looked human-like, except for the imposing horns sticking out of their foreheads, the enormous wings on their backs, and eyes that burned like molten lava.

‘This can’t be real… this can’t be real…’ Many murmured incredulously as the broadcast continued live. The 4 princes of hell weren’t the only things that caught their attention. The Titan King stood between the 4 princes, a figure whose single step shook concrete beneath his feet. This was it… this was it–War! “Oh? Would you look at that… They have cannons pointing our way.” “How cute and desperate. No doubt, they should be hiding underneath some safehouse areas or within the military barracks.”

“Brothers, It seems they might have anticipated our arrival. But so what?”

“Indeed, what will be, will be… it’s a waste of time to throw water on a duck’s back.”

How cute, the humans are fighting for their survival. The ancient princes and the titans chuckled. Now, it was time to begin. Many top tier demon generals and commanders now flew, scouting the place with vicious intent. “Humans,” one of them began, its voice smooth yet commanding enough to send shivers down spines even through layers of protective glass. “Your world will soon come to an end.”

GO! In a flash, the many sluggish creatures rushed forth to find the hidden humans. “Come out, come out, wherever you are~” Their voices dropped with malice, as they destroyed buildings and objects in a blink of an eye. And the reporters on ground and in sight, only felt hot fluid run down their thighs. It’s OVER!