Demolatry Enforcers (Age Of G.Revolution)

Sitting atop a grand, ornate throne of shimmering gold and jewels was Xevious, the most feared and powerful creature in the entire Universe. His mere presence was enough to strike fear into the hearts of all those who dared to cross him. He possessed unimaginable strength, capable of obliterating an entire planet with a single punch. But on this day, he waited patiently for someone who held great significance to him and his ultimate goal. The very mention of his name sent shivers down the spines of all beings in the Universe, for they knew of his devastating past. Countless worlds, galaxies, and beyond had fallen at his hands, leaving nothing but destruction in his wake. Xevious was born into the royal lineage of Xitoria, a tiny planet nestled in the U1 Galaxy. He grew up surrounded by luxury and privilege, groomed from birth to one day ascend to the throne after his father's passing. However, when a catastrophic event took his father's life, Xevious' composure shattered and he was transformed into a formidable figure - a commanding presence revered as the supreme commander of vast armies, an unparalleled warrior, and a shadowy assassin. His power and influence stretched across distant realms of space, leaving behind trails of conquest and devastation wherever he went. But his true desire lay in the fabled power concealed within Rai Mythology - an ancient lore whispering secrets of the Universe's Five legendary artifacts.i With each conquest, he sought out clues and fragments of this powerful knowledge, determined to unlock its secrets and claim ultimate control over the cosmos. The story unfolds on the colossal U1 flagship, a marvel of engineering and design christened by the infamous Xevious himself. With its destination set for the enigmatic Totem Planet, the ship is surrounded by an imposing fleet of spaceships and warcrafts, creating a formidable presence in the vastness of space. As we peer inside, Xevious can be seen sitting upon his throne with a hostile expression etched upon his face. The room he occupies lies at the heart of the U1 Warship, its walls adorned with intricate designs and symbols. In his left hand, he holds a sword which he taps rhythmically on the ground, creating a resounding "BHAM. BHAM. BHAM." The sound echoes throughout the room, filling the air with a foreboding sense of anticipation. Every movement and action within the room adds to the palpable tension that hangs in the air, building up to an unknown c****x. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The deafening sound of someone pounding on the massive iron gates echoes through the room, jolting Xevious out of his seat. Two Phive, imposing alien soldiers, move to open the gates when suddenly… CRASH! The doors are violently shattered into splinters as a figure cloaked in darkness slams through them with incredible force. The Phives are instantly thrown back, their bodies twisted and broken against the wall. Wincing and moaning in agony, they slowly drag themselves across the ground. With a menacing aura emanating from him, the dark figure strides into the room, brandishing a sword that glints with deadly intent. Behind him follow two more figures just like him, their presence dripping with malice and power. They were Transilion, Zector, and Erectus - known as the Dark Legion and the brothers of the mighty Xevious. They were not only feared for their strength and dominance, but also revered as brothers to the all-powerful Xevious. As they strolled through the bustling streets, the three siblings suddenly halted and turned to face a figure lying on the ground. "How did it get so late?", inquired Erectus, his voice laced with concern. Phives slowly rose to his feet and approached them, bowing respectfully. His actions only seemed to further enrage Transilion, who lifted his arm in a threatening gesture. The Phives cowered in fear, knowing exactly what this meant for them. In a desperate attempt to appease their rulers, the Phives frantically apologized in their native tongue while bowing with folded hands. But before they could finish, a powerful blast of dark energy shot towards them. The Phives screamed in agony before disintegrating into nothing more than ash. With a stern nod, Transilion signaled for Dark legion to approach the throne. The sound of their heavy footsteps echoed through the grand hall as they made their way towards Xevious. As they reached the foot of the throne, Dark legion bowed deeply in front of their leader. "Lord Xevious, we have caught them," Transilion declared boldly, his voice ringing out with confidence. Xevious smiled, his golden crown glinting in the dim light of the room. "Excellent work," he praised. "And where is he?" Erectus stepped forward from behind the throne and spoke in a loud, commanding voice. "Noah, take him there." A figure appeared at the entrance, hands bound with advanced laser technology. Noah, Army Commander of Xevious's elite fighting force, followed closely behind him. He was a powerful warrior, respected and feared by all who knew him. The prisoner was dragged before Xevious and forced to kneel before the throne, awaiting judgement. The prisoner, brought by the Dark Legion, was in such a terrible state that he could barely stand. Every step was a struggle as he stumbled and swayed, his face contorted with pain. Finally, Noah and the prisoner reached the throne at the end of the long marble hall. With a shove from Noah, the prisoner fell to his knees before Xevious, who sat upon the throne like a king of old. "TELL ME, WHERE IS RHEA?" bellowed Xevious, his voice echoing off the ornate walls. But instead of cowering or begging for mercy, the prisoner threw his head back and laughed maniacally. "What did you think? That I would be afraid of you and your pitiful army? No, you have no idea what awaits you if J.U.D.O finds out about you." Noah's grip on his sword tightened as his eyes burned with anger. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and yanked the prisoner to the ground by his leg. The prisoner let out a scream as he landed hard on the cold floor. With a swift movement, Noah held his sword to the man's throat and turned to Xevious. "My Lord, this traitor speaks too much. Allow me to end him here and now." As Xevious smiled, his eyes glinted with a cunning determination. His voice was smooth but commanding as he uttered, "No, release him." In one swift motion, Noah managed to wrestle the sword away from his neck and stepped back cautiously. He stood by the Dark Legion, their alliance now sealed in this moment of crisis. The man they had been interrogating took deep breaths, visibly calmed by the turn of events. Xevious rose to his feet, his hand still caressing the hilt of his shining silver sword. "Tell me where it is," he demanded once more. But the prisoner refused to budge. "Otherwise, your planet will only appear in dreams," he shouted defiantly. Despite being chained and beaten, the man's spirit remained unbroken. "It's my duty to protect Rhea, and I will not give it to you," he declared with unwavering conviction. Finally, after hours of interrogation, they discovered that the captive was no ordinary citizen - he was the President of the Totem, a powerful figure in their world. But even under threat and t*****e, he refused to reveal the location of the coveted object that Xevious sought. "You can do anything to me, but I will never betray my duty or my people," the President bravely defied his captor. They may have broken his body, but they could never break his loyalty and determination. As Xevious listened, a triumphant smile spread across his face and he rose from his throne. "So, you didn't give it to me very easily," he said exuberantly. "Alright, Noah! Go and do whatever you want with this planet." Without a moment's hesitation, the commander turned and strode from the throne room, his footsteps echoing in the silence. The president's heart sank as he heard the command. He knew he couldn't risk putting the entire universe in danger for the sake of just one planet. Despite his disappointment for his own people, he felt a sense of relief for the safety of the entire universe. As the Dark Legion and the President were escorted from the chamber, Xevious settled back into his seat, his crimson eyes burning with a fierce determination. The power of the Rai Mythology was within his grasp, and he would stop at nothing to claim it. But even as the King's thoughts were consumed by the promise of ultimate power, a flicker of unease stirred within him. There was something about the President's defiant gaze, something that hinted at a deeper resolve, a willingness to sacrifice everything to protect the Rai Mythology's secrets. Xevious knew that the battle for Rhea would not be an easy one. The Totem Planet, the guardian of this precious artifact, was sure to be heavily fortified, and its inhabitants would fight fiercely to defend their charge. The King's lips curled into a cold smile as he contemplated the challenge ahead. "Let them try to stand in my way," Xevious murmured, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "Nothing will stop me from claiming the power of the Rai Mythology. Not the Totem, not the President, and certainly not my weak-willed brothers." The Dark Legion, sensing their brother's growing impatience, exchanged a series of subtle glances. They knew Xevious well, and they understood the depths of his ambition and the lengths he would go to achieve his goals. The very fabric of the universe trembled at the thought of the King of the U1 Galaxy unleashing the full might of the Rai Mythology. As the massive warship, U1, and its accompanying fleet of spaceships and warcrafts began to move, the stage was set for a confrontation that would determine the fate of the entire cosmos. Xevious's desire for ultimate power had set in motion a chain of events that would shake the very foundations of reality. The President of the Totem, his face a mask of grim determination, knew that he stood at the precipice of a battle that would test the limits of his courage and his resolve. The power of the Rai Mythology was a double-edged sword, and the consequences of its misuse were unthinkable. As the vast armada of Xevious's forces approached the Totem Planet, the President steeled himself for the coming onslaught, his mind racing to find a way to protect the precious artifact he had sworn to safeguard, even if it meant sacrificing everything. The fate of the universe hung in the balance, and the battle for Rhea was about to begin. - To Be Continued