Lemon Collection

The Earth shook heavily as its body was ravaged by a series of deafening explosions, sending up debris and dust high in the air.

The rumbling disturbed the scattered and mutilated corpses, which had been laid there in silence all across the battlefield.

The sky filled with floating dancers, spinning and twirling around each other.

It wasn't a peaceful tangle as most of the dancers gripped in their hand were instrument of destruction.

Their eyes filled with resentment as they used their supernatural power to erase each other from existence.

This was the Great War, a titanic battle between the three most powerful factions that ever walked the world.

No one remembered why and how the war had started; nobody really cared to ask about the reason anymore.

They all had lost much in the long conflict that had engulfed all three dimensions.

The mortal world, heaven and the underworld lay in ruins.

Their families and friends' death only fuel their burning hatred.

As such, those that were not of their kind must be exterminated.

Blindly, many of them went to their death, believing their selfless sacrifice would make a difference in the end and allow their own kind to triumph.

Countless spears of lights, in all possible magnificent glows, flew across the heaven.

The deadly projectiles crashed against their targets without remorse.

Those that managed to evade the barrage quickly retaliated with their elemental powers.

Ice, Fire, Lightning and many more bolts were created in the palm of their hands and let loose, flying in the opposite direction.

These destructive powers ripped feather-filled wings apart and turned their victim into something out a nightmare.

"You devils are an abomination! Why don't you all disappear already!" an angelic being roared as he threw the light spear, which he recently constructed, towards his hatred enemy.

His opponent swayed to the side and evaded the strike.

Her face remained expressionless as she outstretched her hand to manifest her own power.

"Unfortunately, Master Lucifer wishes the same for you," she said almost impassively before sending a blast of blue coloured mist at her enemy.

The angel's white wings became stiff as ice crystal formed around him.

Before he could blink the entire space around him frozen up and he was encased in ice.

The giant airborne iceberg fell towards the earth aided by gravity, and shattered on impact with the harden ground, showering frozen shards all over.

"Pardon for the mess," she apologized towards the surface with a straight face before engaging other angels nearby.

One by one, they were frozen and fell from the sky through her powerful Ice-magic.

She about to strike another target but he was shredded and torn apart by a spirally black sphere that came from behind her.

Her eyes remained the same as she turned around while her braided hair flapping in the wind.

"Gremory-sama. I thank you for your assistance, but it was unnecessary," she said while brushing the dust off her maid uniform, and her long braid silver hair return back to its normal position.

"Ah, don't be like that, Grayfia Lucifuge. And call me Sirzechs… Gremory-sama is my father," Sirzechs requested with a small smile before dashing backwards from his position in the air to dodge a flying light spear.

Grayfia turned her body to the side, effectively evading the same light spear as well.

She then quickly channelled magic into her palm and sent a blast of ice at the attacker in the distant.

She also sighed a little after watching her employer tried to talk to her while killing lesser angels around him playfully.

"Please be careful, I wouldn't want you to die," Grayfia implored with some feeling before flying away and re-engage enemies of her Master.