Chapter 1: The world’s end.

Blade witnessed his parents being murdered by unknown men when he was a child; the death of his parents became a trauma that caused him not to feel anything even if he witnessed the death of a baby; blinded by the death of his parents, his heart was locked away from love, friend, relative, or care. 

He is known in his high school as the dude who will forever be on demon times with his cold and unfazed life that even scared his teachers out of their wits at the sight of his cold gaze that seemed to be watching their feeble souls. 

After a few years of school, Blade became the world's most feared assassin, the unrivaled ruler of the underworld; his name was feared, and he was known as the legendary "Death blade," the one who is only nourished by the blood he shed.

All of this came to an end one day when his assistant "Cyber demon" snitched on him. 

Blade had no idea why his assistant would turn on him; from what he remembered, he had not hurt his assistant in any way. What he couldn't remember was that his first victim was his assistant's girlfriend, a popular actress. 

On that particular day, the world smiled and thought they were finally free from the grasp of the unrivaled Death blade, but what they didn't realize was that he wouldn't die alone. 

The world always appears to be innocent; it has brought mischief, calamity, and countless massacres to humans, and yet we continue to leave in it, hoping for a better day.

For Blade, the only way to change the world is to assassinate all corrupt leaders and petition the divine creator to bring about a world without death, filled with powers, and free of any ruling body. 

Even the divine creator should not make rules for others to follow, but if fighting against the divine creator is all it takes to change the world and bring his family back, he will do so. 

Large TVs in skyscrapers were turned on and only showed live video of the world's death blade, the ruler of the underworld.

This live video is the world's greatest horror of all time, and even the godly creator can feel chills running down his spine as he watches with bated breath what the ruler of the underworld will do now that his face has been seen by billions of people. 

In a large gas tank containing the world's most lethal poisonous biogas, there was a man with a flawlessly beautiful face standing on top of it, holding a knife and a grenade. 

Hundreds of helicopters hovered above him, and thousands of security personnel gathered, but none could get any closer to the ruler of the underworld.

If they do, the grenade will fall and explode, killing millions of people. 

"I'm not going to jail, I'm not submitting to anyone, and I'm not dying alone. Everyone must die in order to change the world; we caused all of this nonsense; we sinned only against ourselves, not against God. I, Death Blade, am not going to die alone." 

His words were tainted by rage. So enraged that some people's hearts were twisted, the world shook in sorrow, and the wind moved with the cries of ghosts. 

"Blade, drop yours weapons and keep your hands up where I can see them, I repeat, drop your weapons and keep your hands where I can see them."

The general of the country's army, who was still in the helicopter, spoke to him with a shaking voice, almost as if he was terrified of the situation. 

Blade didn't even hear his own words; he checked his watch and smiled when he saw the time. 

"The king of this world died at 9:30 a.m. on June 5, 2050, along with some of his people; write that down in history and teach it to your children. The world is corrupt, heaven is lazy, and humans are insane; the only way to make this world good again is to take everyone's lives. In case you didn't know, I'm not the only one doing this right now; I have ten other of my men doing it in other parts of the world. Goodbye, jerks!"

Blade removed the pin from the grenade and tossed it to the ground. 

The people watch the grenade fall to the lid of the large gas tank in slow motion; the world is about to witness the first human-caused rapture. 

Boom! 

The grenade exploded, the gas tank was opened, and the gas escaped quickly and spread throughout the air. 

It began by blowing off all nearby helicopters and vehicles. 

People who inhaled the gas began to shrink in size, their hands withered, their bodies decayed, and the poisonous gas corroded the inside of their bodies.

Regardless of the projective device they wore, the gas invaded their lungs, corroded their bodies, and they died. This gas is so dangerous that a single particle of it inhaled will cause deadly corrosions.

The same disaster occurred in other parts of the world at the same time, and the same disaster moved chaotically into the world, killing almost everyone. 

Meanwhile, Blade was lying on the ground, his body was burned and decaying, but at a slow rate; he had taken a detox, and the rate at which the gas would kill him would be very slow in comparison to others. 

He supported himself by climbing a tall building and standing on it, smiling.

Blade has finally opened his perfect lips to smile for the first time since childhood. His job is done; he can see thousands of dead bodies lying in the streets, thousands of children, women, and able-bodied men growing old and dying. 

"Hahahaha, the afterlife should be ready for the grand entrance of the true death lord." 

Blade took his last breath and died on the floor, his overjoyed soul leaving his body, dragged into the multicolored rift that leads to the legendary netherworld.

In the Netherworld, myriad souls shivered in fear after witnessing the deeds of the most Evil man in the universe, whose hearts feared no death, some of the souls shivered as they remembered his face, his face is that of the true devil, the one the world has never seen before. 

This souls continued to enter the Netherworld until it was completely filled. 

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Soon after, several hooded winged beings emerged from the Netherworld, each wielding a massive scythe used to harvest souls. However, their eyes were opened in shock, and they shivered in fear. 

They've never seen anything like this before in their entire existence in this universe.

There was a soul at the back of all these souls that was boundless by the terror they witnessed, boundless by the fear they felt. This soul belongs to Death Blade, the Lord of the Underworld. 

Hissoul only felt a thrill at the prospect of meeting the godly creator and informing him that he had completed the task of cleansing the world; if not, there was no reason he would have agreed to come here in the first place. 

The soul reapers focused their attention on this soul, and what they saw was their emperor, the only one who had accomplished what no other soul reaper had. 

'I want to see the almighty creator.'

Death Blade's soul kept saying the same thing over and over. 

His soul, like all others, was propelled to an unknown location by an unseen force. 

But another force arrived, stronger than the one that was propelling them, and it only targeted one soul. The blade of death's soul. 

Who would dare? 

Who dares to stop him from reaching the godly creator, who dares to stop him from fulfilling his dream, those were the thoughts that ran through his mind. 

That force propelled him out of the Netherworld and into a multicolored divine portal.

He is being guided somewhere by the portal. What is its location? But then a godly voice came to him, which he immediately recognized as the voice of the godly creator. 

"Your sins are grave; heavens have suffered as a result of you; boundless innocent souls have been killed against their will; your punishment will be severe; you will face the endless torture of powerlessness." 

Blade was filled with rage as he listened to this voice and responded furiously. 

"I know I fucking sin, but the world is free now, free from those pesty souls with their souls changing according to nature, they aren't innocent. Why should they be spared if the baby will grow up to be corrupt?"

The Voice, "You think you're smarter than me, but remember that I created your ancestors. The world I created was supposed to be free of dirt and sin, but you refused to change and polluted it." 

Blade detected sarcasm and self-justification in the voice's tone. 

"For once, you get it. Then why didn't you return the world to its normal state? It appears you were too lazy, and I even assisted you, so why am I being punished?"

"You seek that which is irrational and impossible; your heart has neglected the good path of life that I created; as a result, you have also conceited in your heart to fight a god," the Voice replied. 

Blade was enraged once more and responded angrily. 

"I will definitely do that if given the opportunity." 

The voice laughed. 

"You can't do that, even in your new world." 

Hearing this, Blade's heart sank; why the f*CK is he going to have a new life after finally completing his life's goal?

The force propelling blade's soul accelerated, and the portal vanished at full speed. 

"Noo!" 

"Master, why did you scream?" 

A voice inquired of the almighty creator. 

"His memories remained with him." 

"Why will you make such a grave mistake?" "I forgot to tell you, the world you're sending him to is a cultivation world, what they call Xianxia to be precise, and becoming and fighting a god is possible." 

"Noo!" 

The godly creator wept in agony, unaware that he was sending his most dangerous threat to a world where becoming a god is possible through cultivation.

The soul he fears the most will surely not stop until his ultimate goal is completed.

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