It was a dim afternoon, sitting on the throne, watching in anger as Slaanesh took advantage of the Black Realm, and remembered the day when they spoke freely on the burning Prospero.

At that time, Hades, who was still sensible, had tears in his eyes (Neos could not tell whether it was a true expression of affection or a teardrop from Hades simply for the sake of drama)

Hades said with all sincerity,

"Neos, Machado, I haven't had a good day since I've been here,"

"That's how I realized that suffering is endless."

"This damn, rotten world will always come when you feel like you're at the end of your rope—"

Haddeston paused, and the emperor thought he was recalling the scene of supporting Angelon at that time,

"A new."

Yes, Neos, who was sitting on the throne with golden flames in his eyes, thought as he looked at the Six Desires Palace in the distance,

The suffering is endless, both for him and for Hades—

moreover

He listened to the angry cries and roars of the highest heavens in the distance,

In Hades' words, the world is endless.

After witnessing the Slaanesh waiting in the Ring of Pleasure, the angry triage immediately understood that Slaanesh was using it to free himself from his bondage - to make himself stronger in the future.

Abandon some of the additional power that conflicts with your core authority in exchange for purer power, more room for growth, and a freer future.

Perhaps, that's what Slaanesh originally thought.

But......

Here's a new problem,

That is, will Slaanesh, who values stimulation, who is undergoing a major metamorphosis, change his mind temporarily in the middle of the process?

If it were the other three gods, it might be very small.

— but that's Slaanesh.

Thrill-seeking, can he really control the proportion of himself thrown into the black domain?

Will he change his mind halfway through and throw himself into this terrifying waltz of death in exchange for the continuation of the thrill?

No god, not even Slaanesh himself, has an affirmative answer to this question.

The key to deducing a chess game is to know the interests and needs of the other party, and then to deduce and predict.

But alas, even the emperor and Tzeentch did not expect Slaanesh's madness.

On the path that Slaanesh chose for himself, as long as Slaanesh's dance step was wrong, he who greeted him, who greeted most of the highest heavens, was utterly destroyed.

And this madman is having fun.

Perhaps he was originally for a greater cause, but as the waltz of death progressed, a madman's temporary change of mind seemed to come naturally.

It's time to pray,

Pray that before they lead away the fools, Slaanesh will not choose to jump directly under the onslaught of pleasure and desire.

From the subspace came the power fluctuations of Tzeentch, Terrorist, and Nurgle's desperate and furious power,

Around the golden figure on the throne, layers of golden light burst out.

Whether this is Tzeentch's plan or not,

But in the end, the emperor chose to end.

Above Cadia, Hades still had a physical shell, and in his neck, in the endless river Styx, the emperor's finger bone flashed faintly.

Blood spilled from the corners of the Emperor's mouth.

Unfortunately, Tzeentch is now unable to cheer for the Emperor's fate.

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~Beautiful~Wonderful~ Immersion in the Lethe River~~

He hummed softly, and the youngest lady felt like her whole was about to melt into the wonderful waters.

A tattered skin was lying lazily on the bed, blood pouring from the skinless flesh,

The bed was surrounded by intense purple light, and the purple light was moving downward at an incredible speed, as if sacrificing itself.

And it was because of the purple light that the bed was floating above the dark waters—but even with the blessing of the youngest lady's divine power, it was still slowly and firmly sinking into the black river.

Oh my god - it's inhumanly scary.

Slaanesh thought of it, and he casually stretched out his newly grown hand and hung it from the side of the bed, teasing the river Styx.

The River Styx, which had been concentrating on engulfing the entire palace, rose and fell for a moment, and a small wave leaped up and pierced the second knuckle of Slaanesh's finger with precision.

Without a moment's pause, His severed finger fell into the river and was silent.

Without time, Slaanesh withdrew his hand and naturally gnawed at the severed finger of his present body.

What if His physical body could stay in it for a second?

He blinked his eyes in confusion as he stared at the towering dome of the Ring, with its elaborate giant paintings of stained glass and biological fluids, and the men and women of the pleasure were staring at Him at the same time, as if asking about the end of this pleasure hunt.

Styx slowly ascended the walls, engulfing the delicate human figures, revealing the empty and chaotic Supreme Heaven beyond the walls.

He felt those angry stares, and the Prince of Darkness giggled.

He felt a rare kind of stimulation.

It feels like it's been a long time.

The war between the gods is never-ending, and under the baptism of infinite time, it means repetition, unchanging, singularity.

Now, their wrath pleased the youngest lady.

Slaanesh lowered his other finger again, and Styx still happily swallowed the gift from the Prince of Darkness, and Slaane looked at the fleeting golden light above the Stygian waters, and looked out of God.

Naturally, He knew their little movements......

…… Let them go......

There is not much left for Slaanesh to leave.

The Prince of Darkness lazily thought that at this moment, he was in a rare moment of satisfaction with a heavenly desire—the paradise of bliss that he and his followers had been pursuing.

And next time, the threshold for entering Elysium will be raised even higher.

He needed to act quickly, and the youngest lady casually grabbed the white bones on the bed, hugged each other and kissed her.

He chose to place Fugen's soul on top of Kadia with the help of Fugen's body, cut and reforge the first and last three rings of Bliss, abandoned appetite and greed, and used pleasure as bait, all in order to continue to exist.

Throw away the interfering and inconsequential impurities and become closer to His core in exchange for future strength.

But now...... Right now......

The Prince of Darkness let out a bitter and sweet cry,

- It began to go deeper.

This interrupted Slaanesh's thinking—or rather, he himself did not wish to think about such a serious and uninteresting question at this wonderful, hazy moment.

He could feel the depths of the six rings, and the crown of power was dimming.

The true God's Drive that dwells in the depths of the palace is writhing restlessly.

Drops of black water seeped through the cracks, gradually and slowly blocking all exits.

The youngest lady who occupied the original body laughed and couldn't help but start writhing her body again.

It knows – it certainly knows what's better!

O insatiable waters!

Even, just now, in order to continue this sweet pain, Slaanesh decisively took out a small part of the power of the last three rings in exchange for a wonderful game with the Black Domain.

He was in dire need of action, the scythe of eternal silence slowly slashing across his neck, but the Prince of Darkness simply laughed, rolling on the silk and letting himself sink slowly into the depths of the River Styx.

The purple light, which was already faint enough, flashed and vanished.

The bed of desire carrying the remnants of the body completely fell into the abyss of annihilation.

At this point, the first three rings of the palace of Slaanesh have completely fallen into the River Styx.

The river was raging, and it continued to move deeper without the slightest retreat.

…… Forget it, let the other four go.

They'll do their best, anyway.

He just needs to enjoy—enjoy this amazing, wonderful thrill!

With the desire to be satisfied, with the ecstasy of still looking forward to the dying moment, he stripped off the slaphne of the little half-authority, and closed his eyes with satisfaction, he needed time to digest it all—

While the waters still beat against His door, Slaanesh fell asleep.

This is the ultimate thrill for him, this is an absolute gamble of life and death......

…… It's the rest of his kind, and they're going crazy now.

+Slaanesh!!!! +

The roar of rage calling for the Prince of Darkness wafted through the Supreme Heaven and would not dissipate for a long time.

No, yes!

Wait for me to sort out the outline

(End of chapter)