Michael could be seen blurring through a desert of corpses. Everywhere he passed, a cutting and slicing phenomenon erupted, reducing everything to ribbons, slicing through flesh, bones, and bodies alike. Countless corpses were shredded apart before they could even hit the ground, while trails of sword marks stretched endlessly behind him like scars etched upon reality itself.
There was a wide grin on his face at this moment as he moved. His foot made contact with the earth below, causing it to shatter upon impact. His head snapped upwards, and there, a Demon Monarch with the number 1 carved upon his forehead could be seen tearing towards him with a speed faster than light. Seeing the incoming Demon, Michael simply flicked his hand, and thousands of slices appeared upon the Demon's body.
