I.. Am God?

"You should just leave." Suddenly, a voice from behind distracted him. When he turned around, he saw an 18-year old attractive teen walking towards him. He was wearing a slightly unbuttoned blue polo that was partly tucked in a black trousers. His black shoes clacked as he walked towards Andre. He felt him to be oddly familiar, so he scrutinized the newly arrived person.

"Who are you?" Andre asked. "You, but not really 'you' you." The teen replied.

"Just answer the damn question." He snapped irritatedly.

"I am Matthias, your creator. Or you could say that I am a sliver of his will." The teen extended his hand to Andre. His eyes widened as he looked at Matthias in shock.

"You should really stop torturing yourself." While Andre was still dumbfounded at him, Matthias already sat down beside him and made himself comfortable, "An Old Fashioned for me, please." He requested to the barista eloquently.

"I'll serve it quickly, sir." Having a warmer customer, the barista lightened up and nodded before continuing his work.

"This is but a dream." Said Matthias while waiting for his drink.

"I know." Andre sighed, "The moment that she died in front of me the third time, I had already figured that fact out. Do you think I haven't tried leaving? I tried countless times, and failed countless times! How can I leave this gruelling nightmare?!" He covered his face with his palms in pain.

"You are going against a Mindsoul Demon, the kind that can reach the level of an Archdemon. Their race is near the top of the Abyssal food chain, and I had been subjected to their abilities a couple of times in my early days in the Mysterious Abyss. They are a pesky foe to go against, so it is understandable, considering that your power now doesn't even reach my level from when I was facing them." Matthias chuckled to himself as he reminisced about his time in that hellhole.

"Although they are strong, don't be discouraged. They still have their weaknesses, and that is Authority." By now, Andre's CAS was already served. He picked it up and drank it straight. He looked at Matthias and asked, "What Authority?"

"Andre, by the time you were created, I had already ascended and became an Emperor. That was already way past the time that I went out the Abyss. You are made from a soul that is of a Demon Prince, a demonic royalty that has control over tens of billions of demons."  Matthias looked at Andre straight in the eye with two sanguine eyes, "Conjure that power from the deep recesses of your soul. In the eyes of demons, strength is supreme, and the hierarchy is even more so."

Andre already had his eyes closed, feeling every nook and cranny of his slumbering soul. He then felt that dark and cold power hidden in his soul. He could already muster it at any time he wishes.

He stood up and looked at Matthias in gratitude, "Thank you. I really appreciate your help." He then bowed respectfully before rushing out.

Matthias chuckled and waved him away, "Go on." He then took the glass of Old Fashioned in front of him and savoured the drink blissfully.

Andre took the car and rushed back to their home. When he arrived there, he saw Nari waiting worriedly for him in front of the house.

"Where have you gone?!" As soon as Nari saw him get down from the car, she immediately rushed and hit his shoulder angrily. She went in for a hug but she quickly backed off as she sniffed something from him, "Eek! You reek of alcohol! Why did you drink? Is there something wrong?" She asked worriedly.

"No, no darling, nothing's wrong." Andre shook his head and hugged her tightly. "Nari, I will promise you this. I will return to you, and I will love you. Time will come, maybe you won't remember this, but I shall love you until the day my immortal self dies." He then kissed her forehead before turning around.

"Haaa!!" Andre yelled powerfully, causing the entire fabric of the dream to gradually crash. Cracks started to appear everywhere, startling everyone inside the dream.

"No, don't do this to us! We beg of you!" The people of the dream rushed towards him and pleaded for mercy, yet no one can stop his will.

His body slowly transformed, being cloaked in a black mantle filled with hidden enigmatic runes from the Abyss. His form also changed, with his hair gaining length and turning pale white, his pupils turning into devilish red, his height gradually getting taller, and his skin turning as pale as snow. His fingers went sharp and a sword made from devil's horns slowly materialized in his hands.

His handsomely cold and dominative demeanor destroyed any form of resistance from the inhabitants of the dream, causing them to flee in fright.

"Andre?" Nari called out from behind him. He turned around, and saw her walking towards him. She then tip-toed and grabbed his cheeks before pulling him for a kiss.

"I'll wait for you." She smiled before slowly vanishing. Without Nari stopping him, he finally exerted all of his newly gained powers, breaking the entire fabric of the dream.

Outside, only some seconds passed. Kaleid was smiling with glee as he looked at his most glorious tour de force; conquering a god-level being with his Endless Nightmares.

He grinned with pleasure as he looked at the spiritless god in front of him. He then laughed gleefully as he raised his head, "Look upon my creation! Your god has fallen under my hands! HAHAHA!"

Inside, Solomon looked intently at Andre's body with a solemn expression, "Don't tell me that he really succumbed to Kaleid's power?" He muttered.

Suddenly, he sensed something coming from the depths of Andre's soul, causing his lips to curl up, "That's it. The show has come to an end."

Kaleid also stopped laughing as he sensed a power coming out from the blank body. He unconsciously stepped back, making him terrified even more. "Me? Stepping back?! No. Impossible! It cannot be, it shouldn't be!" He yelled frantically.

Chills then ran down his spine as he saw Andre's body shed skin, revealing a paler, and even more demonic image. From having a lifeless aura, to regaining his previous aura of a god, then rapidly changing to that of an aura of a cold-blooded entity filled with dominant authority over his soul, Andre went into a startling and soul-boggling change.

His clothes voluntarily shed from his body, as if being on or even near him is disrespectful to him.

Just feeling the amount of authority that Andre was currently exuding already made Kaleid cower in fear. Even more so when Andre started to slowly stand up, his entire body was filled with pale white scales with mysterious marks,

His hair grew longer and turned white, similar to that of his form inside the dream. "R-Royal D-Demon from the Great Abyss?!" He stammered in fright.

"I-I must leave!" He thought as he immediately vanished from his place and reappeared somewhere.

Andre, on the other hand, whose eyes were shut, abruptly showed his eyes filled with darkness. He looked around, looking for the pesky demon. Suddenly, his eyes glowered as he also vanished from his position.

Korea, Gangdong-gu, Star Villa.

Star Villa was created a month after the appearance of magic in the world. It is to protect idols and influential people in Seoul from malicious transformed people. In all of Korea, the villa could be ranked as one of the top three most protected zones.

Inside a room in one of the houses in this huge villa, Kaleid stood silently. In front of him was a sleeping woman, who would definitely be known by Andre.

"Sorry in advance, young lady. I just need you to save myself." He muttered and fished out a small pouch inside his cape and opened it. Before he could even get what was inside, he was immediately immobilized, with him feeling that several mountains were pressing him down.

Space fluctuated as Kaleid felt that the part of the room separated from the spatial existence and created a realm of its own.

From the shadows, a cold and unmerciful silhouette emerged as it growled in a repressed wrath, "Who gave you the courage to implicate her in this fight? Do you know that what you have just done has already decided your ultimate fate?"

Kaleid stayed silent. He knew the consequences if he ever failed to do what he planned, and he was prepared for it.

The silhouette slowly walked towards him as his face was slowly casted upon by light. A sinisterly cold face emerged from the darkness, looking at Kaleid as if he was a dead man.

"I shall make you suffer in the burning pits of the abyss where you belong." Andre stated coldly before grabbing Kaleid's neck and throwing him to a rift that he created before returning it to normal.