The cloud of darkness and black lightning exploded in size as the vast amount of essence poured into the belly of the Demon Fox creating a chain reaction that sparked a massive explosion in the strength of the Demon Lord's essence.
Howling in pain and misery, the Demon Fox seed to have gone insane, and it dragged in another great mouthful of Essence, ten tis greater than what he had just collected, and the realm seed to go still before a loud crack resounded across the heavens of this dead realm, and a massive earthquake rippled across the entirety of the realm, overturning the still battlefield and burying a mountain of bodies under the earth.
Crushed under the weight of this supre power, the embers of this growing Will inside the Reflection were scattered into pieces, and the mind of the Reflection was snuffed out.
The Reflection had not anticipated that even if the Essence of a Demon Lord was still available for harvest because his Will had been crushed by a Primordial, it still carried all the arrogance that ca from a being that was under no one but a Primordial. Tenebris may not be aware, but the violation of his Essence triggered a mighty rebuttal force that shook the realm.
Demon Lords also had their hierarchy of power, and although Tenebris was nowhere near the top, he was by no ans a walkover, to wield a Primordial Weapon ant he was an elite among Demon Lords, and accepting his Essence ant accepting his Will, and even if this Will had been broken by madness, they were still inviolable.
However, the danger that the Reflection was facing would be nothing compared to what it would face if he dared to accept this Will.
Doing this would simply make him a clone of Tenebris, and that was not a good thing because the Demon Lord was still cursed by the Primordial Demon. If the Reflection followed this path, he would simply have a brief mont of awareness before he was assimilated by Tenebris and he would spend eternity screaming inside this dead realm, forgetting his purpose or who he was.
However, at this point, it did not seem to matter if he refused this choice because everything of him had been crushed, everything but the spark of his Will… it was Undying.
From the brief mont that this Reflection had looked into the heart of his creator and he saw his motivation, it beca a source of strength that beca the center of his existence, and even Rowan was unaware of what this line of thought that he had felt the Reflection collecting from his mind on the day that he created him would go so far to germinate such a seed of a powerful Eight Dinsional Will that should have the potential to reach the ninth-dinsional level.
Madness and the unbridled desire to assimilate the Demon Fox poured into the ever-expanding cloud of darkness that was now thousands of miles in circumference and was beginning to shake the dead tranquility that had been a staple of this realm for so long and, by all trics, the essence of the Demon Lord had already finished assimilating the Demon Fox, there was no way he could resist, not after carelessly swallowing so much of this essence, but there was this spark of a stubborn Will that refused to die.
It was like a small fla thrown in the center of the ocean while a storm raged around it. By all right, this fla should have been snuffed out in an instant, but it still prevailed, clinging to life with a tenacity that was incredibly fascinating to observe.
This undying Will sparked sothing inside this chaotic cloud of darkness, forcing the essence of the Demon Lord to continue integrating with the Demon Fox. It was a Will that did not know when to quit.
It held all the struggling essence inside this expanding cloud of darkness, refusing to let it fall, giving the Reflection everything that he needed to fight.
He had no idea who he was, but he fought.
He had no mories, but he fought.
He did not even know he was fighting or what fighting ant, but he still fought.
The madness of a Demon Lord did not dissipate this Will but instead ground it down into a pure resolve that pushed out every sort of impurity in the Will, making its essence shine forth, and this Will brought back feelings inside the heart of the Reflection and then thought blood emotions, and consciousness was created from that thought.
The consciousness began recreating the body of the Demon Fox, crushing the essence of the Demon Lord and making it serve his purpose. His body grew strong, and the feeling of strength that rippled through him felt so potent he knew that if he wanted he could crush this realm.
Two massive green eyes shone forth from the swirling darkness and they roared at the skies, as five massive green tails churned the heavens and created a storm that began to spread, what he spoke next ca from his Essence, Spirit, and Will, "I AM UNDYING!!!"
At this mont the Reflection was a Demon King, and not just any sort of Demon King, a Heavenly Demon King whose unique essence was built from the foundation of a Demon Lord. Standing hundreds of miles tall and surrounded by an unending layer of darkness that was being bent towards his Will, the Reflection roared, pushing away the insidious screams of the Demon Lord, and began to charge towards the Sirens, his gait cutting across the miles in a flash.
As a new Demon King, the mighty Essence inside his body not only pushed against the influence of Tenebris but also fed his Undying Will, pushing it from a spark to a blaze, until it beca deeply intertwined with everything that he was, and the Reflection reached the peak of the Third Dinsion in the blink of an eye, the unique trait of Rowan's growing Will that began from the first dinsion was also shared by him.
The Undying Will should have its limit at the eighth-dinsional level, however, since it was a growing Will, there was a possibility that it could reach the ninth-dinsional level, this was an incredibly slim possibility, but only the option of sothing like this even happening was so monuntal it would have shaken all of creation if it was known.
Reaching a few miles from the Sirens, the mighty Heavenly Demon Fox leaped into the sky, jaws stretched wide as if he was about to savage the corpse of the crucified Siren.
The body of the Siren jerked, and her mighty arms that had been spreadeagled began to fall toward the spear that pinned her to the sky.
The plan of the Reflection was to tackle this situation using a two-pronged approach. The first was to beco a Demon using the Essence of Tenebris, and the second approach was to use his dinsional abilities to infiltrate the body of the Sirens. He had made progress on both fronts and now it was ti to unite his efforts.
The arms of the Sirens descended onto the spear, and as her palms ca closer to touching it, they were covered by a reddish fla that burned the hand to the bone, and before long this fla was threatening to spread all through the body of the Siren and turn her and Thenos to ash when the Heavenly Demon Fox closed its jaws over the spear.
A bright light flashed, and for a mont it was possible to see the connection that existed between the Siren, the Primordial Weapon, and the Heavenly Demon Fox, and then there was a mighty explosion like a thousand supernovas going off at once.
Connecting with his other half, the Undying Will of the Reflection finally had the chance to bloom as he had access to the streams of ti inside the dead realm. There was only a single stream of ti, but it was enough to boost his Will to the fourth dinsion, and the fact that he possessed an eighth-dinsional being inside their realm was enough to give him the knowledge of Space to reach the fifth dinsion, he was in a mory of the past, and this was the prir that blew him into the sixth dinsion, as the only living being on the realm who held the two principal forces in his grip, it gave him all of the Fate to beco a seventh-dinsional being, and claiming the destiny of Doom Star made him step foot on the eighth dinsion.
The explosion died down and a humanoid form with seven waving tails could be seen in the haze holding a spear.
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