“What’s wrong? Aren’t you an immortal existence? This worlds providence is so fragile.”
I swing my blade again and Aivis’ left arm drops off.
It was easily cut off and no matter how much you rewind it won’t go back.
“Impossible…….! Why? To be cut in stopped time and rewinding time is useless!?
I swing again and both of Aivis’ legs are cut.
“….Impossible…..Impossible…..!! What is that sword? I’ve never heard of the founder having a sword!”
“Naturally. I very rarely had the opportunity to draw Venuzdonoa. Those who saw it died without even leaving their origin behind. It’s hard to create a legend when there’s no one alive to tell it.”
I point the blade at the throat of Aivis.
“I’ll give you a pleasant memory to take into the afterlife. Principle destroying sword Venuzdonoa. It can destroy all things in creation and is the sword of the founder. Whether it be destiny, providence or a miracle. In front of me, they can do nothing but grovel and disappear.”
No matter how strong, eternal or infinite Venuzdonoa will destroy them all.
In front of this principle destroying sword all reason becomes illogical.
“I……..!”
Aivis tried to escape with Flight <Fres> but I grabbed him by the face.
“You won’t forget again. I’ll engrave your skull with fear. I am the demon king Arnos Voldigod.”
I plunge the principle destroying sword Venuzdonoa into Aivis’ throat.