Destroying My Own World

Chapter 267 Mykel's Origin.

Elena spread her life energy and The Lord immediately created a barrier to imprison her and her power inside. Elena who had expected it created a blast with her life energy and it was enough to break the barrier.

The Angels behind Elena flew toward her, but the moment they touched her life energy, their bodies disintegrated. It was so potent that Michael ordered them to not get close to her because it would be a suicide.

"You have been living in peace for too long. Now that you trap me here, don't expect me to stay quiet," Elena warned as she stood in front of The Lord and the Archangels fearlessly. "Send me back, or your world will disappear with you," Elena added.

The Lord decided to stand up and all the Archangels immediately took a step back and lowered their heads. He then walked down the throne and approached Elena slowly.

"I will grant you that wish, only if you can do something for me in return," The Lord said as he stood in front of Elena. He was five times taller than her.

"I'm being nice right now," Elena warned as she coldly stared at the light. "You have five seconds or this world of yours will meet its end," Elena added.

The Lord slowly moved his right hand and everything disappeared, it was the same empty white space. Suddenly, the moment he moved his hand again, they were in the middle of the universe itself.

His presence was the brightest light in the universe and every side of it could see his brilliance. The universe started to swirl around him as he was the center of creation while Elena watched him, unfazed.

"Your power may be able to destroy what I have created, but as long as I'm alive, your destructive power can do no harm," The Lord said calmly.

Elena stood there unwavered and with a mere thought of her, she sent her life energy away. Covered the galaxies and stars in the far distance, and then with a blink of her eyes, she made them disappear. The universe that once was colorful had become an abyss of nothingness.

"It has been more than five seconds, your time is up," Elena said and wrapped The Lord with her life energy.

In the beginning, there was nothing but an endless void of absolute darkness, a desolation that stretched beyond time and comprehension. This void existed without purpose or form, an abyss untouched by any spark of life or creation.

Then, one day, as if emerging from a slumber that had lasted for eternity, a consciousness stirred within the void. This being, who was The Lord, awakened to a profound awareness of his existence. In his awakening, he was bathed in radiant light, the very essence of creation itself. This light illuminated the darkness around him, revealing the limitless potential that lay within his grasp.

As The Lord contemplated the nature of his newfound power, he realized that he possessed the ability to shape the formless void into something extraordinary. With a mere thought, he brought forth galaxies, stars, planets, and the diverse tapestry of life that would come to inhabit them. He sculpted the very laws of the world and the fundamental forces that would govern the universe.

Yet, as The Lord reveled in the beauty of his creation, a subtle realization began to gnaw at the edges of his consciousness. He sensed a presence within the shadows, a counterpart to his brilliant light. This entity, shrouded in darkness, was no less powerful than him. The being revealed itself as Mykel, the shadow of The Lord's own light.

Mykel harbored ambitions as vast and boundless as the cosmos itself. He desired to consume The Lord's light, to become the dominant force in this new universe of their creation. The Lord and Mykel were two sides of the same cosmic coin, forever intertwined in a delicate balance between creation and destruction, light and darkness.

The universe they had jointly formed became the battleground for their eternal struggle. The Lord continued to nurture and protect his creation, infusing it with life and wonder. Meanwhile, Mykel sought to corrupt and consume light, his ambition knowing no bounds.

Their cosmic dance, a dance of creation and destruction, persisted throughout the ages. It shaped the destiny of galaxies, the rise and fall of civilizations, and the fate of countless beings who gazed upon the stars in awe and wonder.

The secret of their intertwined existence remained hidden from most, a silent cosmic drama unfolding on a scale beyond mortal comprehension. The Lord and Mykel, creators and adversaries, continued their eternal struggle, each determined to fulfill their destiny in the boundless expanse of the universe they had brought into being.

"The darker the room, the brighter the light can radiate, and the brighter the room, the darker the shadow it casts," The Lord stood next to Elena. "The more I radiate my light, the stronger Mykel becomes, and the less light I radiate, the weaker he becomes. That's the true nature of him and I," The Lord looked at Elena.

Elena was still shocked by the memories, but those memories, Mykel was nothing but the darkness itself, without a shape or form.

"It wasn't mere envy," The Lord somberly declared, his gaze locked upon the spectral memories of himself. "The very essence of his existence is his insatiable ambition," he continued. Your next chapter awaits on My Virtual Library Empire

"It is his nature, an indomitable force beyond the grasp of morality. Wherever he goes, the imminent shadow of destruction follows in his wake, yet he is not tainted by the label of evil," The Lord said, his words echoing through the abyss of time. "You know him, for you have witnessed it with your own eyes. Regardless of his current state of weakness, as long as he endures, he will inexorably accrue power through the death and cataclysm he carries with him," he pointed out.