Lord of Annihilation

Lifelessly floating through the dark void of space was a badly mutilated body. The body, seemingly humanoid in shape, was missing all of its limbs and a majority of its skin and muscles. 

Deep cuts adorned what remained of the upper body and head, with the abdomen missing an entire portion of its structure. Looking closely, one would recognize a large bite mark surrounding this missing portion.

The closed eyelids were partially missing, revealing a pair of unconscious crimson eyes underneath. The disfigured head contained a few sparse strands of red hair. 

On the whole, this body seemed to have been blended, ingested, partially digested, and spit back out. Its appearance was quite pathetic, to say the least.

Still, if compared to the surrounding space, this mutilated body was simply but a microcosm.

An insignificant piece of space junk that littered this endless place.

Amazingly enough, this piece of space garbage seemed to be alive, as its partially exposed heart continued to weakly beat, and soul power continued to preserve and support what remained.

As such, with injuries too heavy to be cured by the insignificant amount of soul power possessed by the entity, its body continued to unconsciously float in blank space without an end.

Hour after hour…day after day…week after week… the body continued to float.

Perhaps by the works of fate, or by an unbelievable stroke of luck, the body continued to narrowly miss its encounters with certain death.

One time, it was almost struck by a large piece of meteoroid only to be narrowly pulled out of its path at the last second by a nearby planet's gravitational force.

Another time, it was almost pulled in by a black hole's gravitational force, only to avoid certain death by being slingshotted, far into the distance thanks to the body's initial trajectory. 

In such a manner, the unconscious body continued to float in space for months. Its latent soul power recovery rate barely managed to sustain its actions of preserving the body. 

However, this balance meant that there was no extra energy to spare to heal the body.

Finally, after lifelessly floating in space for almost three years, a change occurred.

A giant piece of floating meteoroid flying across the dark space seemed to notice the body and slowed its speed. It then changed its path and flew towards the floating body, curious to check its condition. 

Coming to a stop next to the unconscious body, the flaming rock unfurled, revealing a gigantic, almost 30m in height, flaming giant!

Its blazing head, whose features were unnoticeable due to the blistering heat distorting the space around it, gently looked at the body.

"Hmm? This soul power aura…" a low, heavy voice uttered.

The flames consisting of the giant's head suddenly intensified, signifying its shock.

"Impossible!" The giant thundered.

It then used its massive hands to carefully prod the mutilated body. Its movements were so utterly careful, bordering almost in the realm to respect, as it studied the body or more specifically the soul power surrounding the body.

The process continued for a few minutes before coming to a stop. Retracting its hands, the giant of flames quietly muttered in disbelief.

"…a king's flame. This boy has the king's flame!!"

"HAHAHA! This is truly a blessing from the Lords! To think a person with the king's flame will appear during this time!"

The flame giant breathed heavily, as its voice grew more and more excited as it continued. It no longer looked towards the body with simple curiosity, but with intense yearning and desire.

"Yes…with him, my clan will surely be able to overcome its difficulties and return to its previous strength!"

"Nay, we might even surpass our previous strength and reach a whole new level! The time of prosperity foretold by the ancestors might be brought on by this boy! HAHAHA!!"

The flame giant then carefully wrapped the body within its flames and held it near its chest. Its actions were ever so meticulous and respectful.

"Break!" It then suddenly yelled as a tremendous amount of soul power poured out of its body.

A gigantic crack appeared on the space in front of it, opening what could be effectively called the entrance to a wormhole!

Its body then entered the wormhole, disappearing from its previous location and appearing somewhere far away.

The ability to traverse great distance within space by forcefully tearing open a path with their soul power.

It was an ability unique to Stage 5 and above existences.

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"Guh!!!" With a strange scream, Alex shot up from his head.

His eyesight was blurry at first, before gradually gaining clarity over a few seconds. A confused expression appeared on his face, as he gazed around at the alien environment surrounding him.

The simple black rock constructing the room, gave it a dim and bare look, reminding Alex of the insides of a cave. A pair of dimly burning candles were placed on both sides of the wall providing some amount of visibility within the room.

A lonely wooden desk, chair, a few sheets of paper, and strange writing material adorned the rest of the room. 

His body sat atop a simple fur bedding, made from the hide of an unknown creature, laid on the smooth floor. The fur was oddly warm and comfortable, making him feel at ease.

A single wooden door closed the entrance to this cave, atop of which was the framed writing of an alien letter. Or was it a symbol?

'Where am I?' Alex asked himself. His mind was still confused, as he found his thoughts to be incredibly slow and jumbled.

A dim persisting headache tormented his head, as Alex reflexively moved his hand to massage it.

'Hmm?' It was only then, that Alex belatedly noticed his body's state.

White bandages covered the entirety of his body, wrapping him like an embalmed mummy. When he tried to move his limbs, Alex found them to be unusually stiff and heavy, not to mention the faint pain assaulting his mind.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A female voice sounded from his side.

Alex's body instinctively jerked up, as his head immediately turned to face the wooden door. He tried to mobilize his soul power but found himself unable to.

Standing before the now opened wooden door, was a tall, beautiful lady possessing dark skin and short crimson hair. Her vermillion-colored irises looked at Alex with a sharp gaze.

Alex's eyes then instinctively moved down from her face, when his body suddenly stiffened. He averted his eyes in reflex when he realized how barely clothed this young lady was.

Apart from a single piece of metal armor concealing her sensitive regions, the young woman was wholly naked!

"You—who are you and where am I?" Alex asked. It was only after asking, did he realize how weak his voice was.

"Why are you looking over there?" The young lady curiously asked, before approaching Alex.

"Wai-wait! Don't come near me!" Alex hurriedly screamed.

Of course, the young, crimson-haired woman did not care for his struggles and approached closer. She walked next to Alex, leaned in, and held his head with her hand.

Applying force she turned Alex's head to face her. Alex tried to put up a valiant struggle but was unable to overcome the young lady's strength.

His eyes looked at a scene that no married man should look at. 

'Too much! You're exposing too much!' Alex mentally screamed. 

Seeing her at this distance, not to mention sensual posture, Alex could basically see everything.

"That's better." Seeing Alex's gaze on her, the young woman nodded with satisfaction.

It was only then, did Alex notice a certain important fact. 

The movement of the young woman's mouth did not match the words se was speaking. In other words, she seemed to be talking a foreign language, while what Alex heard was a translation.

"Your skin is very pale. Your body is very weak too." The young woman then started to unrestrainedly touch every part of Alex's body. 

It had to be mentioned that no matter how mature and responsible Alex was, he was still a young man in his mid-twenties. 

Having his body touched all over by the fairer sex, who was practically unclothed not to mention quite beautiful, evoked certain reactions from him.

"WA-WAI-WAIT!!" Alex tried to put up a struggle, but with his arms weighing a hundred tons, he was powerless to resist.

"Hmmm, not bad. You will be able to produce some healthy offspring." The young lady straightforwardly spoke.

"Like hell, I will!" Alex finally exploded and used his entire body to slam against the young lady.

Caught off-guard, the young woman lost her footing and crashed onto the ground. Alex, who was also unable to control his body properly, fell on top of her.

A scene straight off of an ecchi manga appeared within this dimly lit cave. 

"Quite enthusiastic, aren't you? Well, it's not time for us to mate yet." The young woman dispassionately replied.

'Yet?!' Alarm bells rang within Alex's head, as his mind desperately looked for a solution. 'I need to get out of this place!!'

It was then, that the wooden door opened once more and a tall, middle-aged man, built like a bear walked in.

"Cecilia, are you here? That annoying bastard from the Letum clan has come to—" His speech came to a stop, as his eyes landed on this erotic scene.

"Bastard? Come on! That is way too harsh to describe a friend!" a light-hearted, loquacious voice spoke from behind him before suddenly coming to a stop. 

Looking at the scene inside the room, he spoke with amusement. "Oh my, did I interrupt something?"

Alex who looked at these two newcomers had a single thought in his mind.

'I'm finished!'