My Three Yandere Wives

The snow hovered down from the clouds and slowly painted the platform where two people stood opposite from each other.

You had one man who had his arms placed behind his back with a confident expression on his handsome white face and a relaxed atmosphere surrounding him.

He had long white hair and black eyes which showed nothing, his body was in great shape showing his six pack through his long dark robe which hit the ground.

Then you had the other man who was the complete opposite with his arms shaking and his expression showing that of fear, all though he had an handsome white face it turned ugly with the amount of snot and tears running down his nose and eyes.

He had long jet black hair that reached his back and water blue eyes, his body was skinny, pale, and weak, he wore a white robe which hit the ground.

As of right now both of these men were in the middle of the arena on display being watched by hundreds of millions of blank people.

"Ahahaha!!! To think, I Roman Sky has the pleasure of killing the crippled Ras Fay, it's like a dream come true! I must admit the heavens truly bless me with such an opportunity!"

Roman's voice resounded throughout the arena reaching everyone's ears.

Ras, who was too scared to even move, wanted to break down crying and call out for his parents to save him.

He knew it was useless...

After all, he was kicked out by his own father who viewed him as a waste of air...

No one had his back...

No one was going to save him...

No one would defend him...

At this point he knew he would die...

So what could he do?

He was a cripple with a broken right leg, and a waste in fighting... Who would want to help him? He also had no talent to be found, he had no special life saving treasures, zero backers from any influential figures, and overall he was pathetic.

Coming to realization he accepted to be killed as he came to the conclusion that this was his fate that the heavens put on him.

An old man with long white hair and a smooth beard wearing a brown robe appeared out of nowhere in between Roman and Ras.

Looking to his right and left he nodded then said, "Are you both ready?"

"Yes!"

Roman clasped his hands together as he was the first one to speak as he gazed at Ras with killing intent in his pupils that had shrunk.

The old man gave a single nod then turned to Ras who was sweating bullets.

Ras, who noticed the old man waiting for him to say he was ready, only gave a small nod to clarify he was ready.

Seeing that the two boys were ready the old man said, "Once I leave the platform you may begin immediately."

Once the old man disappeared without leaving any traces as if he was a part of the wind Roman quickly made his move using flash steps.

Roman's entire figure glitched invisibly.

Not even a second goes by and he reappears in front of Ras, with his right hand up he slapped him across the face.

Ras without having time to react was sent flying backwards causing him to lose his wooden walking stick.

With a handprint of his face and laying on the platform not being able to get up Ras truly felt hopeless.

He knew the difference between a talented fighter and a worthless fighter...

And the difference between the two was horrifying.

Roman, who began laughing, walked over to the helpless Ras and lifted him up by the throat with one hand.

Squeezing his throat with little to no power Roman said, "Little Ras you poor soul... You knew you would have died today so why show up?"

He was truly interested of why he decided to show up in the first place, he could have ran or committed suicide.

Ras who was barely breathing felt tears fall from his eyes and scanning the entire area seeing his own family not even showing any emotions broke him even more.

Roman, who got no response, felt a vein pop in his head and started squeezing his throat even harder.

Ras felt his vision go blurry and his head become lighter.

The spectators who were watching, all had extremely bored expressions plastered on their faces as they witnessed not a fight...

But an execution...

Still no one dared to step in and do anything as the laws of the fighting Gods are too extreme and they wouldn't be able to bear the punishment's.

Ras's family just sat in silence as they gazed down from where they were sitting.

His father Elbas Fay just sat there and drank a cup of wine as he watched his own son being slowly killed.

Even his own mother Charlotte Fay showed nothing, only that of a dead corpse of how pale she's gotten.

His little sister Char Fay didn't even attend as she instead wanted to visit her fiancé's home.

The servants even looked happy that their young master was being killed before them.

The thousands of veteran warriors all began praying to at least show a tiny slither of respect to Ras.

Everyone else just made fun of him saying how weak he was and how it's a blessing to be killed.

Back on the platform where Ras was being choked to death he felt that he was being absorbed into a dark fog and soon his consciousness faded.

Immediately his eyes shot open as he found himself in a pitch dark world that showed absolutely nothing, only darkness.

"Is this what happens after death?"

Ras muttered under his breath as he looked around with wide eyes.

He would have thought that he would have been placed in the reincarnation cycle but guess he wasn't.

As he was about to come to terms with this place being his new home suddenly his ear twitched when he heard a voice echo throughout the darkness.

"Ras Fay, do you want power?"

"Do you want those who hurt you to suffer!?"

"Do you want the most exotic most beautiful fairy in the entire galaxy to be your woman!?"

"Do you want to rule with an iron fist over everyone with an iron fist!?"

"Do you want to become the most powerful existence in the entire galaxy where no one would dare look you in the eyes!?"

"You can have anything you wish for!"

"All you have to do is allow me in your consciousness!"

"I can make everyone no matter what position or power they hold tremble under your feet!"

Ras was taken back hearing all of this and looked downward and held his head with both his hands.

Should he do this?

He could take his revenge!

Everyone who looked down at him would surely feel strong regret!

His family!

His fiancée!

His friends!

EVERYONE!

All of these people who left him to die and tortured him over the years making his life hell he could finally have revenge!!!

Looking up after a couple of minutes of thinking Ras said, "Can you at least show me what you look like?"

Suddenly it was like his words were a trigger.

The dark began glowing blood red and soon what appeared was a being made out of darkness and blood, giving off the feeling of death itself, whose intense blood-red eyes and razor sharp teeth were the only visible feature.

Ras couldn't help but swallow some of his salvia as he took many steps backwards in pure fear as he saw this being...

This horrifying being was sitting on top of millions of corpses which all belonged to past influential figures and animals.

Like the emperor of the Gods.

The fairy of innocence.

Fighting masters from all of the most powerful worlds in the entire galaxy.

The queen of demons.

Celestial foxes.

Elder Gods.

Venom demonic snakes.

Ras couldn't contain his shock as he kept seeing so many figures he had learned about in the academy laying there dead.

The dark being who saw Ras react like this wasn't that shocking as he has been alive for millions of years and at this point in his life knew that this was a shocking thing for most people.

Of course besides himself.

As he was the one who killed all of these figures personally.

"So, will you let me inside your consciousness?"

The dark being looked down at Ras waiting for him to answer.

Ras who pondered for a little bit nodded his head slowly then said, "I'll let you inside my consciousness so I can get my revenge!"

A giant distorted smile appeared on the dark beings face as he heard that he agreed.

'It's a shame I'll have to exterminate his soul permanently and take control of his pathetic crippled body but if that's how I'll escape this place then so be it.'

'AHAHHAHAHAH!!! I, the man who holds the supreme blood, will never allow mere demons to trap me here! Once I get out I'll spread my blood to make descendants!'

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"What the fuck!" Arius shot out of bed, ignoring Shuyin who was sleeping next to him he felt his entire body shake in fear as he began to sweat.

"What the hell did I just see!?"

Before he could say another sentence his head began to become dizzy and soon he lost his sight and his entire body fell back onto the bed.