Chapter 125 Failed Schemes

Jaldabaoth believed his plan was perfect.

As a god of destruction and creation, he lives for the sole purpose of devouring worlds and reshaping the fragments into his own perverse image.

So when the wife of Yahweh herself declared that she desired to create a new world with as little interference from the gods as possible, he could not resist the allure of what he was certain would be his greatest meal yet.

Because the gods are not allowed to interfere in worlds without sufficient influence, he needed an apostle, a mortal to spread his name and tales of his power throughout the world of Dola.

But how was he too accomplish such a task with a limited amount of power to exert and no idea where to begin?

Surprisingly, the answer was not found in that world but another.

As Yaldabaoth was absentmindedly observing the original world created by Yahweh, he found a fragmented soul that was somehow functioning perfectly.

He wasn't comatose, nor was he mad.

He was an ordinary human who was disillusioned with the world around him.

Jaldabaoth immediately filled the humans mind with promises of a better life in another world and offering him three of his heart's most pure desires.

With the fragmented soul collected, the god set his sights on Asherah's world.

He was looking for a recently deceased body or someone with a weak enough soul to be destroyed and replaced.

However, imagine his surprise when he discovered another fragmented soul that was eerily similar to the one that he'd collected from earth.

In a moment of curiosity, Yaldabaoth inserted the soul he'd collected into the body of a sickly young hybrid.

The souls fused together as if they were always meant to be.

He wondered how such a thing might be possible, but he could not hold his gaze on this world long enough to investigate.

Luckily, the soul's wish for a system allowed him to remain constantly connected with him.

He would be able to monitor his growth, administer rewards from ruined worlds and even set him on paths that would give him the most opportunities to increase his strength.

When the time was right and his power was sufficient, he would set his pawn on the path of spreading tales of his great and terrible power.

Unfortunately, not even a year after his pawn was placed in Dola, their connection was severed and stolen away by the adversary, Lucifer.

Enraged that his pawn had been taken, Jaldabaoth traveled into hell to exact his revenge on the fallen archangel.

However, this proved to be a very grave mistake.

Jaldabaoth is a god long driven insane by madness.

He believes himself to be the original 'shadow' of god and as a result, considers him to be his only true rival.

This is a delusion of the highest order since Jaldabaoth is not even a supreme being. His divinity only affects the physical aspects of reality, with his power over the spiritual being extremely limited.

Against Lucifer, one of the first beings in all of creation, Jaldabaoth lost splendidly without Lucifer even needing to draw out half of his power.

Because he recognized that destruction and creation are an integral part of existence, Lucifer did not kill the mad god and instead allowed him to escape and lick his wounds.

For now, the defeated god slumbers and heals his terrible wounds.

Upon awakening, his first action will be to exact revenge on the angel who humiliated him and the pawn who forgot his master.

His servants have already begun their search for another soul who can be easily manipulated.

Whether or not they will find it, only time will tell.

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"What do you say, girls? Do you want to stay in Luxuria with lord Abbadon?"

The girls prepared to scream out their acceptance, when they suddenly felt it.

An overwhelming fiery aura that made the one Exedra showcased before seem soft and cuddly.

Without exception, everyone present felt the hairs on the back of their neck stand up and they timidly lifted their heads towards the sky.

Exedra did not even bother to look up.

He only knew of one man that did not bother to hide his presence wherever he went.

Descending from the clouds like a god onto the earth was the king of Antares himself.

His eight golden wings flapped rhythmically as they lowered him down to the ground below.

Flying closely behind him were lady Seras and lady Tiamat, both women staring in awe at the strange demons they'd never seen before.

'My lord, do we attack?' Absalom asked Exedra telepathically. Even though fear had long been bred out of these demons, this newcomer made him feel a horrible sense of danger.

He was not alone in his concern as all of the Rabisu prepared to form a defensive wall for Exedra and his wives.

'Calm down. Should he have wished it, none of us would even be alive to have this conversation.'

He intended for his words to be relaxing but unfortunately they seemed to make the demons even more nervous.

They weren't the only ones feeling tense as Audrina instinctively hid behind her husband's broad back.

He lovingly wrapped his tail around her waist and gave her a light squeeze to let her know she was protected.

It felt strange for her to feel safe behind someone who only possessed a fraction of her power, yet she did not hate the feeling.

Helios' feet finally touched the ground and he only uttered a single word.

"Leave."

Without pause, all of the beastkin who were lingering behind turned tail and ran.

The women looked like it broke their hearts to leave their one true love so soon after meeting but it could not be helped.

There was not a soul alive in this world that did not know of the golden dragon and his legendary atrocities.

Calling him an apex predator would be an understatement. He is a hellish monsoon of all consuming fire that is to be obeyed at any cost.

Even Lusamine became deadly pale as she flew off towards the city, completely unconcerned that her plan had just went up in smoke.

The Rabisu however did not leave at Helios' command, making him raise a brow in surprise.

How long had it been since a group actually dared to defy him?

Exedra dismissed his soldiers mentally and they all flew back to the city, although his three generals did seem to have a tough time with this order.

In the end, Exedra and his wives stared in suspense at Helios and his lords.

There wasn't much that could shock the dragon king after centuries of being alive, however seeing his grandson's changes was more than enough to do just that.

Exedra had changed so drastically that he appeared to be a different person entirely.

Helios was only able to identify him based off the women around him and those odd mismatched eyes.

'That idiot Lotan didn't mention this.'

Seras was having a bit of an internal panic.

Their reunion wasn't going anything like she'd expected!

Both her heart and her vagina were performing their own drum solos!

She found her apprentice to be extremely attractive before but this was just downright criminal!

He was a danger to women everywhere!

Jealousy also began to bubble up in her small chest when she realized that he had even more women around him than he did before!

Somehow even that bitch vampire queen had snuck her way into his bed!

'She doesn't smell like him so maybe they haven't had sex yet? I can still beat her!' She thought confidently.

Tiamat was forming her own delusions about Exedra and was already forming plans to turn him into her 139th husband.

She had never come across a man she could not make submit to her whether it was through seduction or force.

As for the women currently clinging to him, she paid them little mind. She was certain that once she began to seduce him, he'd forget all about those flies buzzing around him.

'Such a beautiful man… you can be my new number 1~'

"Are the qualifications to become a demon lord so simple? No wonder you lot are locked in a stalemate with the humans." Helios snorted in contempt.

Exedra's wives became angry that their husband was being looked down upon, however he knew very well that the old man wasn't as curmudgeonly as he seemed.

Helios noticed the look in the eyes of all of his wives and gave a silent nod of approval.

'No fear, only anger… the boy has chosen fine women indeed.'

He was in the middle of reminiscing about Yara's mother when the cold voice of his grandson reached his ears.

"We both know you don't care about my ascension."

Exedra snapped his fingers and opened up a portal to the yard in front of his house.

"Mother is through here. Though whether or not she'll want to return with you is up to her."

Helios snorted but inwardly was impressed by Exedra's perceptiveness.

Without him even saying anything, he already knew his reasons for being here.

'Such cunning will serve you well, boy.'

But one thing he was wrong about was that his daughter would be returning with him whether she wanted to or not.

Not waiting a moment further, Helios walked right through the portal to collect his daughter.