Abyssal Sovereign: The Demon's Dominion

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**Some hours ago...**

Just as Junnie prepared to attack Void, she sensed multiple auras approaching. They were all Rank 2. Junnie knew she had been found out—either someone had told Void or he had warned them earlier.

Still determined to kill him, Junnie knew her only option now was to escape. She teleported a far distance away, but a dozen or so demons immediately surrounded her. She was in trouble. Despite being a quasi-Rank 3 being, the number of enemies grew, and though they were weaker, their sheer numbers were overwhelming. The battle began.

The destruction they caused in the Abyss spanned millions of kilometers, and the death toll soared. Junnie's expression darkened as more Rank 2s continued to arrive. Finally, another quasi-Rank 3 being appeared, forcing her to retreat. As she fled, the battle with this quasi-Rank 3 raged on.

Elements clashed, creating strands of half-laws, turning the battlefield into a forbidden zone. These half-laws consumed everything—organic or elemental—grinding all matter into their essence.

**Now...**

Junnie managed to lose her pursuers after hours of chasing and hid within the ruins of a castle. Injuries covered her body, especially those caused by the half-law, which were slow to heal. Her strength was nearly depleted from fighting, defending, and attacking. There was no choice left—she had to surrender.

She spread her four wings and raised her arms, releasing her aura. The ground shattered beneath her, cracks spreading thousands of miles. The lust half-law affected all creatures within this range, bending their minds, clouding their thoughts, and compelling them to serve her.

In moments, multiple beings appeared.

"You can run, can't you?" one of them said, a lewd smile on his face. Her aura was screaming lust, overwhelming him.

"I surrender," Junnie said, her voice filled with shame as she knelt on the ground. The surrounding demons gasped. To them, a demon surrendering was always an exciting spectacle. Seeing another demon submit—especially one of mixed blood—was even more thrilling.

"Oh, we don't want your surrender," one of the male demons said with lustful eyes as he grabbed her wings. Junnie frowned, the temperature dropping around her. Her eyes grew cold, but when she thought of her life and what she'd been told, her expression became blank, the fire in her extinguished.

"Like I thought," the demon grinned, his hands sliding toward her body.

"Come on, don't touch her."

"Who said you get to enjoy her first?"

"Idiot."

"I should be the one!"

The other Rank 2 demons joined in, their voices loud and clear, as they squabbled over Junnie like a toy. But just as they were about to fight for her, they all stopped.

Junnie's head had been bowed in shame, her body trembling. How could it come to this? A quasi-Rank 3, treated like this—it was unthinkable.

"Two of you, carry her and follow me," the sole quasi-Rank 3 being present said. He had arrived quietly and left just as quickly. Two peak Rank 2 demons rushed to Junnie's side, each lifting one of her arms as they followed the quasi-Rank 3 at their fastest speed.

Yet despite running at full speed, they couldn't keep up. The quasi-Rank 3 merely walked normally, but Junnie didn't struggle. Her mind was elsewhere, thinking of her fate. She couldn't escape; her master had ordered her to stay. Would she be tortured?

They arrived at a large black hole, formed by a long space rift. The three demons could feel a strange presence emanating from it. If they entered, they would inevitably die.

"We have brought her here," the quasi-Rank 3 said, bowing toward the black hole.

Silence followed, until a giant hand emerged from the void. In comparison, their bodies seemed insignificant.

"You have done well," a voice boomed from the other side as the hand grabbed Junnie, and she disappeared. The quasi-Rank 3 looked down at his hand and found a pouch—his reward. He opened it to find a blazing soul, radiant like a small sun. There was no doubt—this was the soul of an angel. With this, he would be able to break through to Rank 3.

"Thank you," the quasi-Rank 3 said, bowing once more before hurrying away. He would find a safe place to devour the soul and ascend.

The two peak Rank 2 demons exchanged glances before turning to leave. They had come with a fallen angel, but now left with nothing. No reward, no gift.

**On the other side of the portal...**

Junnie stared wide-eyed as she found herself in chaotic space, a deeper layer of reality beyond her comprehension. As a quasi-Rank 3 being, she had briefly glimpsed the second layer of space, but this was far beyond that. Each layer of space seemed like a massive tower, with every level harder to navigate than the last.

These layers made travel faster. A being that could move at 10,000 kilometers per hour in the first layer would be able to move at the speed of light in the second.

Why can Rank 3 beings destroy a universe? Simple. The first layer of space contains the physical aspects of life, the second layer holds the elements—the lower versions of laws.

At the third layer of space lies the true essence of the universe: the laws. The universe's source. Once these laws are tampered with, the entire universe can be altered or even destroyed.

To destroy a universe, you need a law. For example, in **Dragon Ball Super**, Beerus possesses the power of destruction. That power is a law—it can destroy an entire universe.

Junnie gazed at this layer of space in shock, her entire body shivering. Every instinct within her screamed that this place was deadly—she would die if she stayed even a second longer. Her soul itself seemed to be crying out, urging her to flee.

But all that fear vanished when one of the beings in front of her waved its hand. A subtle ripple followed, and suddenly, this layer of space felt no different from the first layer. It dawned on her that she had survived earlier only because she was in that being's palm; had she stepped into this space on her own, her existence—past, present, and future—would have been erased.

"Welcome," a voice boomed from afar, and Junnie finally saw them. The beings were colossal, larger than anything she had ever encountered. She had once seen a universe while traveling with her master, but even that seemed insignificant compared to these beings.

She found herself placed in the middle of their circle, their auras enveloping her. Although they were powerful, Junnie noted with relief that their power levels were below her master's. These beings seemed to be Rank 4, while a Rank 5 was an entity entirely beyond comparison. Their mere presence was enough to kill any creature weaker than Rank 4 if they wished.

"Start talking," one of the beings said, its voice irritated, making Junnie's heart feel like it might burst from her chest.

"I... I am a spy," Junnie stammered, deciding to tell the truth. Her master had once warned her that Rank 4 beings could detect lies, and she dared not risk it.

"Interesting."

"Should we kill her?"

"Waste of energy."

"So what do you suggest?"

"Leave her?"

"No."

"How about we let her tell us who she's working for?"

Multiple voices rang out, the beings discussing her fate as though she were an object. Junnie swallowed hard, her mind racing to come up with something to say.

"Well, speak," the being who had brought her here demanded.

"I... erm... I come from another place, different but the same," Junnie hesitated, carefully choosing her words. She had never felt so tense in her life.

"What do you mean 'different but the same'?" another being asked, its voice rumbling like thunder.

"I mean... I'm from another Abyss, and I was sent here to investigate and open a gateway," Junnie explained, deliberately avoiding mentioning her master's name. That was her primary concern throughout all this.

"Interesting."

"Fascinating."

"Is she lying?"

"No, she's not."

"Well, what should we do?"

"Let her open it."

"Someone should mark her so we know who she contacts."

Junnie watched, terrified, as the beings discussed her openly. Their indifference to her presence only heightened her fear. It meant one thing: she was likely going to die.

After a moment of silence, the beings seemed to reach a consensus.

"Do it," one of them commanded, and another being nodded in response.

"Do what?" Junnie's mind whirled as she suddenly felt dizzy. She could sense something had been done to her, but her thoughts became muddled, her consciousness fading...

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***At the Third Abyss***

A fallen angel awoke with a pounding headache. "What the... me, getting a headache?" Junnie frowned, sensing something amiss.

"Wait, where's that demon?" she thought, recalling Void, the one she had planned to kill. But her mind blanked out; she couldn't remember what had happened.

"Well, Master told me to surrender, but no one came. It seems we were overthinking things," Junnie muttered with a smile. "But what caused me to black out? Something's wrong..." Her expression turned grave as she tried to recall more, but a sudden snap rang out, and she fell asleep again.

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***At the Third Abyss***

Junnie awoke again, this time in pain, gritting her teeth. "Void..." she whispered, breathing heavily. Memories flooded back—how Void had attacked her, taken her toy Linkir, and injured her.

"For now, our grudge will wait until I grow stronger," she said, bowing before vanishing to meet her master.

As soon as she left, a small demon-like figure appeared, arms crossed behind its back.

"Can't believe it didn't work the first time. I had to erase and modify her memory again. I just hope she doesn't meet Void on her way to a safe house. I wonder... what being will you contact?" the creature chuckled before disappearing.

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***At a Nearby Abandoned Demon Castle***

"Master... We overthought things. They didn't find me. Void was bluffing—he even destroyed my castle," Junnie complained.

"Oh? Are you sure?" her master, Asmodeous, asked, about to give instructions when he paused, sensing something.

"You said 'bluff'?" Asmodeous asked with a frown.

"Yes, Void bluffed before destroying my castle," Junnie confirmed with a nod.

"Bluff? If he were stronger than you, he wouldn't need to bluff. Besides, didn't you tell me the highest rank in that realm is a quasi-Rank 3 being?" Asmodeous' expression darkened.

"Something's wrong... If he's stronger, he should be Rank 3, but there's no Rank 3 here. Your mind... your memory has been tampered with," Asmodeous said, his tone angry.

Just then, the small demon-like creature appeared again, sighing.

"Hello," the creature greeted with a smile, addressing the black plate where Asmodeous' form was displayed.

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