The Supreme Satanic System

The following day, they emerged from their cabin, clad in shorts and briefs. They bathed in the river, their bodies refreshed by the cool waters. Afterward, they changed into clean, comfortable attire and gathered around a quaint, circular table.

Olivia, her countenance resembling a ripe mango, graciously served her companion tea and breakfast. As they sipped their morning tea, Damien broached a question. "Oli, we've been sailing for nearly a month, and I've yet to glimpse the Overshadow Dark region you mentioned. Are you deliberately prolonging our journey?"

In truth, the river's many tributaries allowed Olivia to artfully extend their voyage. She yearned for this journey to continue indefinitely, but, regrettably, their destination loomed too near.

"Stop jesting; we're on the correct course," Olivia replied, her cheeks flushed like a ripe tomato. "Don't fret; we'll reach it today."

Damien, attuned to her true intentions, refrained from exposing them.

"Brother Darhk, I'm curious about the situation with Monk Mahavira. How and when did you sever his left arm?" Olivia inquired, believing he might not wish to discuss his extraordinary ability.

"I can freeze time," Damien nonchalantly revealed.

Olivia took his words to heart, sensing he wasn't inclined to delve into his unique power. She then directed his attention to the distant mountain range, exclaiming, "Look! We're nearly there."

Following her outstretched finger, Damien spotted a silvery snow-covered mountain range on the eastern horizon. With his golden-tinged eyes, he employed his Devil's Eyes Ocular Technique, zooming in on the distant peaks. There, he discerned a rift amidst the interconnected mountains, cloaked in utter darkness.

Rising from his seat, he inserted three more white crystal energy stones into the boat's engine slots and deftly manipulated several red and black buttons while adjusting levers. The vessel roared to life, surging forward with great speed. Olivia observed his actions with an intrigued smile.

In a matter of minutes, they reached the dark crevices through the water route.

"Beyond these mountainous crevices lies the realm of absolute darkness, where sunlight cannot penetrate," Olivia explained. "Trust me, true hell awaits beyond those mountains. Are you prepared?"

"Always," Damien replied with a smile. "Then let's proceed." With that, he steered the white boat into the shadows, his eyes gleaming with a golden intensity, which allowed him to navigate through the darkness. Olivia's eyes, too, radiated a cyan hue, signifying the end of their peaceful honeymoon journey, and her readiness to protect Damien, who, as a Purple Ranker, was vulnerable in the looming darkness.

Sensing the eerie ambiance, Damien knew he had to be at his best. He murmured an incantation in an unfamiliar language while weaving a series of intricate hand seals. As the ritual reached its culmination, he uttered, "Satanic Transformation!" Olivia watched in astonishment as his body underwent a radical metamorphosis. He gained several feet in height, his skin turned swarthy, his original dark hair transformed into silver-gray tresses that cascaded to his shoulders. The transformation didn't stop there; a pair of golden horns sprouted from his forehead, and wings akin to those of a bat unfurled from his back.

"You-you," Olivia stammered, her eyes wide in amazement.

"What? Are you frightened now?" Damien inquired in a hoarse, high-pitched tone.

"Frightened? Not in the slightest. I'm simply unprepared for this. You look even more captivating in this form. If we weren't in this location, I'd shed all my clothes and throw myself at you," Olivia responded boldly, her teeth grazing her upper lip in a seductive manner. "How peculiar! You've become a Yellow Ranker. How on earth did you leap a rank? The more time I spend with you, the more I realize how little I know about you."

"It's just a skill, babe. But don't worry, I'll take you in this form after this is all over," Damien replied cheekily, his deep, resonant voice retaining its sharpness. The boat soon navigated through a misty swamp and reached the shore, marking their entry into the Overshadow Region.

Leaping onto the ground, Olivia began her explanation, "Listen, love, the Overshadow Region is a void space situated between four planets, devoid of a sky but featuring a vast, spherical landscape formed by the overlapping of tetra-chromes."

Damien landed beside her, and with a wave of his hand, he stored the white boat within his Purple Spatial Beast's Eyeball. Observing the unusual sky that seemed to extend seamlessly into the land, he mused, "Fascinating, even the sky here is an extension of the land. I could never have imagined such a place in my wildest dreams. Before we proceed, please tell me more about this place."

Without pause, Olivia continued, "The topography of the Overshadow Region is diverse, with over ninety percent of it consisting of flatland valleys, while the remaining terrain includes rugged mountains and swamps—much like our external world. Almost all the terrain is overrun by lush vegetation, but beware, all flora here are bloodsuckers. So, watch your every step, as dangers abound in this wretched dark world."

Damien, upon hearing this, glanced at a nearby tree adorned with thousands of fruits hanging from its branches. Despite its seemingly benign appearance, his Satanic blood reacted intensely to these fruits. He thought, "I must obtain these fruits to fortify my Satanic Bloodline."

Olivia continued her exposition, "According to our Association's research, the Overshadow Region is divided into four regions, taking into account the population of Shadow Fiends and their ranks. The Outer Ridge, on which we currently stand, extends all the way to the Badodara Blood Sea. It's inhabited by Shadow Fiends and fiend beasts with Shadow Stones ranging from Karat One to Five. The second region, known as the Badodara Blood Sea region, houses fiends with Shadow Stones rated from Karat Six to Seventeen. Beyond the sea, we have the third territory—a vast, frigid landmass permanently cloaked in snow, popularly known as the Purgatory Snow Desert. Fiends dwelling here possess Shadow Stones with Karats between Eighteen and Twenty-five. The fourth and final region is named the Willow Tree Woods, so-called due to its overgrowth of willow trees."