Bathed in their praise, Seraphina lifted her chin and cast a sidelong glance at my dead child, admiring her handiwork.
Satisfaction spread across her face.
"Don't worry, little bastard. I'll find your bastard father soon enough. Your whole wretched family can reunite in death."
The words had barely left her mouth when thunder split the sky above the Demon Realm. A voice rolled down from the heavens, shaking the air itself:
"What have you done?"
Hundreds of streaks of light plummeted like meteors into the courtyard of the Abyssal Palace.
The Demon Sovereign had arrived.
And with him, hundreds of the most powerful beings across the Six Realms, every one of them invited to witness the birth of the supreme Demon God.
