I.. Am God?

He then slowly released his aura, showing it clearly like a beacon between Heaven and Earth.

From the outside of the building, a gray beacon of light shot up from it to the sky, startling everyone inside the city.

"What is that?"

"Do you see that beacon? What does that mean? Is something happening in the territory? Is someone breaking through or is someone going against the imperial authority?*

"This pressure!"

Inside the inn, the people have already vacated. The Grim Reapers felt the horror coming their way, yet they cannot move an inch from where they were standing. Even the Book of Life and Death became illusory and disappeared as if it wasn't even there.

When the old man started releasing his aura, Matthias' hair stood on its end and his internal instinct kept sending alarms; DANGER! SURVIVE!

He subconsciously placed enhancements upon enhancements on his body, maxing his power level but not even that could stop the tension inside his body.

Not knowing what to do, Matthias trusted what his instincts told him. He grabbed the boy Gail and ran outside.

"What's happening?! What's with the strong aura?!" Isabelle yelled frantically when she saw them coming out from the room.

"No time, run!" Matthias yelled and grabbed her hand and ran towards a window at the end of the hallway and jumped. Matthias cloaked them with his energy, protecting them from the fall and the strong energy coming from the building.

They stopped about half a kilometre from the building to avoid anything dangerous, hoping that the aftermath of the upcoming battle wouldn't reach them. Matthias placed the unconscious Gail down on the roof of a building while he and Isabelle looked upon the chaos that was on its way.

From the depths of the world, a realm inside the Immortal Territories that manages all the Realm of The Dead, Hell resides, governing the land of the departed. In the middle of Hell was a tall black tower watching over all of the underworld. Inside it was a dark and eerie Throne Room. There, ten seats that had Yin Energy that could envelop a whole world the size of Saturn were erected at the top of a high platform. There, ten unearthly beings sat silently without moving.

Suddenly, the ten seats shook and with them those who were seated. They abruptly opened their eyes with shock and a hint of fear plastered on their face. The ten beings stood up simultaneously and vanished within a thick smog of Yin Qi.

In Qixi City, the strong energy became focused in the building and its surrounding areas. The building crumbled and some even being erased from existence, neither matter or antimatter became present in some parts of the area inside the pressure, forming an unexplainable and indecipherable void in existence.

The ruptures were quickly mended but the terror that everyone felt stayed with them.

They felt the absence of something near them, but they couldn't comprehend what that was. Knowing something you fear isn't even close to the terror of fearing something of the unknown.

Matthias was also terrified, not just himself, but even the energy of creation within him was also horrified by the presence of that void of existence.

"Before I created my first creation, I lived in the void. Void was my home back then, so the existence of a void wouldn't even startle me."

"But that thing. It's unexplainable. It was as if anything that goes near it will cease to exist. Body nor soul nor even its atom would be left alive, not even dead."

Suddenly, as if wanting to continue Matthias' thoughts, an old-sounding multiplied voice resounded throughout the city, "You only know the existence of the void. True horror comes from the void of existence!"

Boom!

The building wholly exploded, exposing the floating ragged old man with his hair and clothes dancing with the wind or the aura itself. In front of him were the three Grim Reapers being choked by an invisible energy.

The ragged-looking old man glanced below him and sneered, "Are you still waiting for me to repeat the massacre that happened centuries ago, ten old faggots"

Suddenly, The ground quaked and ten bulges rose from the ground, surrounding the old man. The bulge exploded, and from there, rose ten black-cloaked Yin existences, beings made solely from Yin Energy.

The ground that they came from withered, turning into a barren black mass of soil. Those who were unfortunately near the crack had their body turned into dark ice whether they're powerful or a mortal.

"Wow. Cheh." The old man looked at the ten and chuckled, "The ten Underworld Judges that I once trashed, spat, and stepped on now became the Ten Yama Kings of Hell? Should I spit on myself so I can become one of the Senate Representatives for the Immortal Territories?" He said mockingly.

"You!" One of the Yama Kings that had a red banner behind him yelled and glared at him.

"Sima Shuyi, is that your name again? You even want to address yourself as the Yama King of Anger?" The old man asked with ridicule. "Do you want me to bash your skull with a chopstick once more?" He crossed his arms and laughed.

Sima Shuyi went silent from embarrassment. Another one of the Yama Kings with an azure-colored flag snorted, "Old Man Filth, you and the old Yaharin Black Emperor made an agreement after the war. You should just enter seclusion once more and never show yourself from the world again."

"Shut up, emotionless fart. You can't even stand it when I sent you to the Freezing Domain, how brazen of you to address yourself as the Yama King of The Cold." The old man retorted.

The Yama King with a purple banner behind him opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but the old man had beaten him to it, "Don't even think about speaking, Sima Piyu. Your Pride is worthless in front of me." He pointed his finger at the Yama King and spat.

"Bastard! Do you really want to go against the Realm of Hell?!" They shouted simultaneously with anger and frustration in their voices.

"Don't even think about threatening me, stinking corpses from Hell! If I just didn't want to be one of His people, Hell would've already lost power over the Realm of The Dead!" As a response, the old man shouted with an even louder and more dominant voice filled with pride and arrogance, clearly showing his contempt towards the Yama Kings.

Clearly having enough, the Ten Yama Kings summoned numerous soul chains and launched them towards Old Man Filth. The old man sneered and just crossed his arms.

The soul chains coiled around him and restrained him. Old Man Filth just looked at the chains and laughed. He moved his arm, and it was as if the chains suddenly melted, it vanished without a trace.

"Impossible!" The ten shrieked. "The soul chains aren't bound by the laws of life and death and can only be dispelled by us! How did it suddenly disappear?!" The Yama King with a teal-colored banner quivered.

"That law only counts if the target's knowledge is bound by creation." Old Man Filth answered indifferently, "I am not one of them." He raised his hand, forming a huge ball made from indescribable energy.

"Enough, Fellow Sanyi. You have disciplined them enough." Suddenly, from the depths, a deep voice stopped the old man.

"Cheh. I guess you're finally here, huh.." Sanyi snorted. As if coming from an untraceable somewhere, a handsome twenty-some year old man appeared from a rift that was quick to vanish.

He was wearing a casual polo t-shirt and black jeans. His face adorned simple round glasses. His gaze and looks were that of an innocent college student.

Matthias looked at the newly appeared man with shock, specifically, the logo that was on his polo, "That's a brand from Earth. Is he a transmigrator that got Isekai'd or something and got powerful?"

But what he heard next from the old man named Sanyi shocked him to the next level, "..Hell Emperor."

The Hell Emperor smiled with gentleness as he replied, "Fellow Sanyi, you know that us Enlightened aren't bound by this simple universe and instead are omniscients. Even if I am chilling out with my wife in another universe, I know what is happening here. I am also being dictated by Lord Fate here as we speak, and I sense that His will willed me to tell you that it is enough, you have shown him your prowess, that is good enough."

Matthias gasped with confusion as he thought to himself, "Can souls from another world get reincarnated into a Yin Spirit of Hell?"

"Lord Eminence, he has to die for going against Hell!" Sima Shuyi demanded.

"They interfered with the matters of the Emissaries, fetching a dead soul! He and that lowly god deserves to be punished and be dragged to the depths of our realm!" Sima Piyu added.

"That is just!"

"You have to do so, Lord Eminence!"

"The boy is alive, Hell Emperor!" Matthias butted in. "Shut up, mortal god! Wait for your turn to be killed!" Sima Shuyi shouted angrily.