My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

"Don't act like you don't know. The runes, the symbols— its her language. The same one used by the Cruel Witch of Destruction — Index!"

"What!" Asher was taken back .

For the first time, his calm expression cracked. His heart pounded in his chest, and the light of his translucent avatar wavered.

Index.

It was a name woven into the core of his existence itself.

She was his mentor, his friend, and finally… his lover.

Ask him a million times who he loved most, and he would say her name a million and one. She wasn't just someone he loved—she was the one he would do anything for.

"What do you know about her?"

Asher's voice echoed through the dark space — cold and full of killing intent.

Even without shouting, his words carried an unimaginable amount of pressure that befit his godlike status.

All the magic circles around the titan glowed brighter. The pressure grew stronger, wrapping around its huge body like metal chains.

Every time it tried to move, its burning skin cracked and hissed.

"Know about her? That woman is the most evil being in the universe! A monster that should never have been born!"

It thrashed against pressure.

"To think she managed to send her spawn here… even after being trapped in the void dimension."

Asher opened his mouth but did not speak.

His mind went blank for a second as the titan's words sank in.

Even Pantheon, had no records of Index.

So how did this titan — a creature born from fire and destruction — know her name?

And why did it resent her so much? He needeed answers.

"Tell me everything you know," he said, his voice deep and commanding. "Or else."

The Titans

body was trapped, wrapped in invisible chains that squeezed tighter every second.

It struggled to lift an arm, to even shift its fingers, but nothing happened. The golden light held it still, like a god's hand pressing down on a child's toy.

"Impossible!" it bellowed, the sound rumbling through the vacuum of space. "No one can restrain me this much! Not even peak existence."

Asher didn't answer. His golden avatar raised one hand, and the magic circles began to overlap, forming a massive seal.

"Let me show you the power of the absolute. " His calm tone only made it more terrifying.

The titan's eyes widened as it realized it couldn't even feel the flow of energy anymore.

It felt like being sealed inside a glass box—cut off from reality itself. Every sound, every trace of energy beyond its walls simply ceased to exist.

And it wasn't wrong, because Asher was using his Law of Absolute Protection not as a shield, but as a prison.

The principle was simple yet terrifying. The law isolated a fixed area from all external interference—space, energy, even the flow of time to a degree.

Within that boundary, nothing could escape or enter unless he allowed it.

What was meant to defend could, in his hands, become absolute confinement.

"I'm not done yet."

Then came more pressure. The titan's molten form cracked.

"What is this power?" it growled, its voice turning desperate.

The cracks deepened. The titan screamed as its massive body began to shrink..

It could feel its core — the heart of its existence — beginning to compress.

Every instinct screamed at it to escape, but no amount of struggling made any difference.

Fear finally replaced rage.

"I'll talk!" it shouted. "Just— stop! Stop this madness!"

"Talk fast"

The titan's voice trembled.

"You… you really don't know, do you?"

Asher frowned slightly. "Know what?"

"The woman whose power you use…" it began, its words breaking through it's mouth, "she wasn't just a peak existence. She was something far worse."

"The only reason I even know about her is because I was part of the organization created to keep her locked away in the void dimension."

Asher tilted his head. "What organization?"

"We are called the Keeper of the End. Our purpose was to make sure she never escaped. To watch over the seals that bind her and erase every record of her name.

Asher said nothing, but the titan could feel his killing intent building.

Still, it kept talking.

By revealing the truth about Index, Asher might show mercy.

"Why seal her ? What did she do to deserve it?" He inquired, curious about his wife's history.

Sensing the pressure around its body fading, it continued.

"Long before this very universe was born… there was another one. Greater than this. Older. Brighter. More powerful."

Asher got a general idea about it because

R's revelation of the great reset.

The titan paused, breathing heavily.

"That universe had peace. Order. Until she appeared."

"At first, she was small and harmless. But she grew… stronger."

The Titan's tone darkened, bitterness seeping through every word.

"Too strong. They called her the Witch of Destruction—the one who bore the power of the true end. She didn't just bend the laws of existence; she spat on them. Words alone could unmake reality, and she abused her power."

"And then one day… she decided to end it. She wanted to watch it all burn—the stars, the heavens, everything that ever dared to exist."

Asher froze. If what the Titan said was true, then the universe hadn't simply reset like normal.

It was almost impossible to believe that the woman he knew, warm and gentle, could be the same monster the Titan spoke of.

"If everything really vanished, then who passed this story down? And what makes you so sure it's not just another lie?"

The titan paused, uncertain whether to reveal the truth, until Asher made a move himself.

From gold, the magic circles darkened, and the titan felt a pull from within them.

"No…" the titan rasped, voice grinding like crumbling mountains. "You shouldn't be able to—"

But before it could finish, Asher's hand lifted, and the air itself bent around him.

The magic circles pulsed once, twice—and then became chaotic, taking the titan's resistance with them.

"Talk or die"