CHAOS CREATOR .ᐟ

“ Does it sound cool, huh? Does it? ” It was then that a voice spoke to Rimuru's head, clear and full of urgency. « Master, it appears that we are being-- » ( Is that so? Gotcha, I'll be careful... ) “ Hope this gift is to your liking, Keldor-kun! ”

“ You can consider this a specialty of Tempest. Each of these little guys are infused with elemental spirits, and you can slip them into those holes in the hilt in order to borrow their power. ” He smiled, holding up one of the marble-shaped orbs, which shimmered a bright red.

What had greeted Keldor's eyes was a slender blade, the metal shimmering like a diamond. Several small holes were etched into its hilt, looking quite strange for a sword. Alongside it were several small orbs, each of them a different color.

With a snap of his fingers, a large black case would have been summoned to Rimuru's side. “ I asked a good friend of mine to make something for you, he considers it one of his best works. ” Smiling, the Demon Lord would have unlatched the case to reveal what was inside.

In a flash, his human form returned. The youthful Demon Lord turning to Keldor. Blue hair with a hint of platinum going down his back, before Rimuru spoke up yet again. " Oh yeah, I almost forgot! I brought some gifts, I think you'll like them. "

Not only that, but Cryptids and the Giants were also involved in the war... which only meant a harder time for the Western Nations to fight back. Albeit, it's not as if Rimuru hadn't made significant growth as a result... " I'm glad to see you're alive though... "

" It's been... complicated. I won't bore you with the details, but I had to deal with the Great-Tenma War. " He knew those words probably meant little to Keldor, but such a conflict meant a lot to the Central Axis World. A bitter conflict between the world and the angels.