Epic of Caterpillar

Within the confines of the Demon Kingdom, there was an enormous black castle emanating a powerful presence of pure darkness. Within there, a figure clad in black armor looked down at a large crystal ball of purple and pink color, while several women lined up around it, using their powers connected through magic to infuse them into this magic artifact, granting the temporary power of clairvoyance and more.

Within the crystal ball's projection, the barren battlefield left by the human and the elf war was covered in dried blood and corpses, as it had yet to be fully cleansed. The figure clad in black armor quickly directed its gaze towards the Elven Fiefdom in there, its walls being quickly repaired by magic and large golems walking around.

A bit of frustration filled the mind of the entity, as its two red eyes squinted for a bit, but quickly went back to normal. The figure's entire body quickly relaxed, looking back into the crystal and then waving its armor-covered hands, the crystal ball was quickly turned off, as the women lined up in front of the figure suddenly fell into the floor motionless and lifeless.

"I suppose those had been expended." The figure spoke with a lugubrious and terrifying voice befitting of the King of all Demons, the Demon King himself.

"May I snack on them?" Wondered a playful voice, as a mass of purplish-blue slime emerged from behind the enormous throne, a gigantic slime-like monstrosity was sitting there, so big it easily dwarfed the Demon King, yet it was very respectful of his presence.

"Have your way." The Demon King said. "They're dead anyways."

"With gusto!"

The enormous slime quickly covered the corpses of the women that had expended all their mana to the point of complete exhaustion, making their souls literally fly out of their bodies and die at the same time. The monster dissolved their bodies horrendously as it devoured them in seconds, quickly gaining a bit of their power.

"Did you got Clairvoyance?" Wondered the Demon King.

"I did!" Said the monster.

"Oh? Good, we won't need to use these expendables anymore, they were truly a waste of citizens." The Demon King said, his beast suddenly have copied the power these women had by merely eating it, although it had tried doing it many times, until it finally happened. Whatever power this was, it was based in chance, most likely. "Can you use it right now?"

"Yes!"

FLASH!

A bright projection of the same thing he was seeing before emerged once more. The Demon King's sharp red eyes shone bright red once more as he inspected the battlefield, he quickly decided turn it off afterwards, as the clairvoyance was suddenly receiving interferences.

"The God living in there seems to have noticed our glares…" Sighed the Demon King. "That cowardly lizard…"

"What should we do now?" Wondered the slime. "We have lost tons of Demon Lords!"

"It does not matter; they were all criminals anyways. The sword was the only one that seemed valuable, but it didn't matter at the end, it was merely a bootlicker of the Vampires…" The Demon King said. "However, the growth of Kireina is truly something that is alarming… If she wants to come to my castle, she'll have to cross the desert though, we might prepare an ambush and destroy her in an environment she doesn't know. After all, there's still Pride." Said the Demon King.

"Oh, the Giant…" Said the Slime. "Indeed, Master. He's a competent warrior."

"The strongest of my men aside from you four." Said the Demon King.

Suddenly, three more figures emerged within the shadows of the castle. One more terrifying than the other as their bodies and auras exuded incredible levels of Mana and Vitality. Their magical powers vastly surpassing entities within A Rank. The Demon King calmly looked at them.

"With the death of those Five useless Demon Lords, should new ones be appointed?" Wondered one of them. A tall and big figure exuding the powerful element of lightning, its muscular and big body was covered in a shiny golden armor, as its long, sharp hair grew below its hips.

"Can't we become the new ones? We were always stronger than them." Said a second figure. Enormous and intimidating, it emanated the aura of venom and poison, as countless snakes surrounded it. The gigantic figure smiled, showing its sharp, snake-like fangs as its two purple eyes shone brightly. Its big body was covered in black and purple armor.

"I agree…" Said the third figure. "I believe we are powerful enough to receive such positions, my almighty lord." The third figure to speak was smaller than the rest, but still held within itself a tremendous power of darkness and shadows, with a pair of big black horns spiraling upwards and wearing a big magician hat on top of its head, the figure seemed monstrously magically powerful.

"Hmph, I've told you that the Demon Lord figures are mere fabrications to control the masses and inflict fear into our enemies. New ones can be selected later, if the necessity arises, but choosing them again would be pointless, there aren't many strong beings out there… I might as well communicate this to Pride right away."

The Demon King suddenly called through Telepathy to a mysterious figure, a giant dwelling across sand dunes.

"Pride."

"Ah!"

The enormous giant suddenly opened his eyes, quickly stopping its hunt for enormous Sandworms.

"Demon King! My Lord, is there something you need?"

"Five are down, stop Kireina in the desert, she'll be coming soon."

"Ah… So those useless ones died, huh?"

"Indeed."

"Very well then, my lord. I shall stop the abomination from another world…"

The enormous giant sat down over a pile of over fifty Sandworms, each beast being over 40 meters long and big enough to swallow entire cities. The giant's power and might was befitting of being called an embodiment of Pride.

"I'll crush her with a strength she won't be able to defend against…"