Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 525: Killing Deimos

Back at the shattered gateway of Olympus, Sharky stood before what remained of Deimos.

The God of Terror was broken.

His body twitched uncontrollably, spasms running through shattered limbs. His eyes were hollow, empty of thought or defiance, and his mind had been reduced to ruins after enduring a thousand punishments of hell.

Whatever Deimos had once been, god, warrior, terror incarnate, no longer existed.

He could no longer scream. He could no longer beg. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Sharky looked down at him, his expression cold and final, untouched by hesitation or mercy.

"You made the worst mistake possible," Sharky said quietly. "You touched my son."

He raised his hand. "This is where your existence ends."

There was no explosion. No scream. Only a brief pulse of cosmic light.

And then Deimos was gone, erased completely, as if he had never existed at all.

---

The instant Sharky erased Deimos, Olympus trembled.

Thunder rolled across the divine mountain. Marble pillars split with sharp cracks, sacred flames lining the halls flickered violently, and for a single, dreadful heartbeat, even the sky above Mount Olympus dimmed.

Then a golden alarm blazed across the heavens.

An ancient signal, one that had not sounded in countless ages, was once again rang for a second time in an interval of between a few days.

All gods and goddesses were drawn into the Grand Hall at once, their forms appearing in flashes of light, shadow, and storm. Confusion and unease rippled through the chamber before a single word could be spoken.

Without warning, the Foresight Pool activated on its own.

The ancient basin glowed with blinding divine light. An image formed. The hall fell silent.

Within the Pool, Deimos appeared, bruised, terrified, and broken, kneeling before a lone figure.

Sharky.

He stood calm, yet burning with restrained fury, his presence eclipsing everything around him. Slowly, he raised one hand.

A surge of cosmic energy erupted, power unlike anything the Olympians had ever known.

The beam struck Deimos, and he was even unable to scream.

And then, there was nothing left, no blood, no body, no soul rising toward the Underworld.

He simply vanished. Erased from existence. The image dissolved. The Pool dimmed.

Silence crashed down upon the Grand Hall, so heavy it felt suffocating.

Every Olympian understood what they had just witnessed. A single outsider had destroyed a god with one blow. And Olympus had felt it.

Hera was the first to break the silence.

Her voice trembled, pale fingers clutching the edge of her throne. "Impossible... A mortal killed a god?" She shook her head slowly, eyes fixed on the fading image. "No... not killed. He erased him."

Athena stepped closer to the Foresight Pool, her sharp gaze calculating, unsettled. "No known force destroys a god so completely," she said quietly. "This power exists outside divine law."

Apollo’s usual radiance seemed dimmed, his lips parted in disbelief. "What kind of power does Sharky Valor wield...?"

Poseidon’s grip tightened around his trident, the sea-god’s voice heavy with dread.

"What is he?" Poseidon muttered. "That wasn’t even a battle. Deimos never had a chance."

Aphrodite said nothing.

She stood still, heart pounding violently in her chest, replaying the moment again and again.

Sharky... she thought. You didn’t hesitate. Not even for a breath.

Hephaestus finally spoke, his tone grim, analytical. "That energy... whatever it was, surpassed Titan flame. It was stronger than celestial ore." His jaw tightened. "We have no defense against it."

The hall trembled. A violent force exploded through the golden doors as they were thrown open.

Ares stormed into the Grand Hall.

War-fire poured off him like wildfire, his armor blazing, his spear igniting with crimson flame. The air itself shook under the weight of his fury.

His eyes locked onto the final frame still lingering in the Pool.

Sharky’s raised hand. Deimos collapsing into nothing.

Ares froze.

Then his rage shattered into something far worse.

"SHARKY VALOR—!" Ares roared, his voice splitting stone. "I WILL SLAUGHTER HIM! I WILL RIP HIM APART WITH MY OWN HANDS!"

He hurled his spear at the Foresight Pool.

The weapon smashed into the marble floor with an earth-shaking explosion—but the Pool itself did not even crack.

Ares trembled, fists clenched, teeth grinding as he turned toward Zeus.

"THAT MORTAL WORM KILLED MY SON!" he bellowed. "WE ATTACK ASGARD AT ONCE! WE DECLARE WAR!"

The pillars shook under his shout.

Then Zeus rose. "SILENCE."

A bolt of lightning struck the floor inches from Ares’ feet, cracking the marble. The God of War froze mid-step.

"Do not dare speak of war, Ares," Zeus thundered. "This is your doing."

Ares snarled. "My doing?! He killed—"

"You sent Deimos to kidnap a child of Asgard." The words hit like a hammer.

Ares flinched.

"You provoked Asgard," Zeus continued coldly, stepping forward. "And you provoked the being who killed your son."

Lightning crackled around him. "And worse, you acted without Olympus’ approval."

Ares’ fury faltered, replaced by humiliation and rage tangled together. "I... I only wanted—"

"You wanted a war you cannot win." Zeus pointed toward the fading Foresight Pool.

"We all saw it. Sharky Valor erased Deimos in a single instant. There was no shield. No resistance."

The hall fell deathly quiet. Even Ares could not argue.

"If you provoke him again," Zeus said, voice heavy with finality, "you will not risk only Asgardian wrath."

He leaned forward, eyes blazing. "You will risk the end of Olympus."

Ares trembled, fury boiling beneath the surface, but Zeus’ words crushed him.

With a roar of rage, he turned and stormed out of the Grand Hall, slamming the doors so violently the entire mountain shook.

---

Inside Ares’ private chamber, destruction reigned.

Weapons lay shattered across the floor. Statues had been reduced to rubble. Cracks split the walls, and broken vases littered the ground like fallen bones.

Ares roared.

He seized a war-axe and hurled it across the chamber. It struck a marble column and split it clean in half.

"I WILL KILL HIM!" Ares bellowed, his voice shaking the palace. "I WILL KILL THAT SHARKY VALOR!"

He slammed his fist into the wall again and again until divine blood streaked down his arm.

"Zeus fears him," he snarled. "But I do not."

Yet even as rage burned through him, something else lingered beneath it.

That vision. The way Deimos had simply... vanished. No scream. No resistance. No soul.

Ares’ breath hitched for a fraction of a second.

"...What is he?" he whispered to himself. Fear threatened to surface, but rage drowned it out.

---

A portal of golden cosmic light tore open in the shattered battlefield. Sharky stepped through first, Sigurd cradled safely in his arms.

Behind him followed Artemis, Demeter, Persephone, Keres, and Cerberus.

They found Hela standing alone amid broken stone and scorched earth, her breathing uneven, Fenrir looming protectively at her side. The remains of Hyspeloi lay torn apart nearby.

Hela turned, her eyes widened, first with disbelief, then with overwhelming relief.

"Sharky..." He crossed the distance instantly.

Without a word, he cupped her face gently, grounding her, then carefully placed Sigurd into her arms.

The moment she felt her son’s warmth, her trembling stopped.

Sharky smiled faintly, brushing Sigurd’s cheek.

"Don’t worry," he said softly. "Sigurd is back with us. Right, Sigurd?"

He tickled the child lightly, Sigurd squeaked in delight. Hela broke.

She pulled both of them into her arms, burying her face against Sharky’s chest as tears streamed freely, tears of terror released into joy.

She exhaled shakily, the Goddess of Death finally finding peace in his embrace.

Persephone and Demeter watched in silence, eyes soft with sympathy.

Artemis, however, clenched her fists.

Anger burned in her chest, anger for Hela, for the child, for everything Olympus and Ares’ bloodline had done.

Behind them, Keres dropped to one knee.

"Master," she said, bowing deeply. "Forgive me. I failed. I will serve you until death for my weakness."

Sharky did not answer. His attention never left Hela. Only after her breathing steadied did he gently release her.

Then he turned.

His gaze settled on the massive three-headed guardian beast standing nearby.

Cerberus lowered all three of his massive heads in unison.

The fires along his mane dimmed as Sharky stepped closer and placed a steady hand against the guardian’s blazing fur.

"Cerberus," Sharky said quietly, his voice tight with restrained desperation. "Where is Echidna? Where did she take my daughter?"

The three heads sank lower. When Cerberus spoke, his voices overlapped, deep, ancient, and heavy with sorrow.

"I do not know."

Sharky’s breath stopped. His fingers curled slowly into a fist.

The weight of those words struck harder than any blade, heavier than any god’s attack. For a few long moments, the world seemed to freeze. No one moved. No one spoke. Even the goddesses behind him held their breath.

Then Cerberus lifted his head again.

"But I do know this," he continued. "Echidna trusts very few. And among those few... Ares was her ally."

Sharky stiffened. Cerberus’ voices rumbled on, relentless. "He may know where she hides... or where she goes when she vanishes."

A sharp tremor ran through Sharky’s chest.

"And Zeus," Cerberus added. "Or Hera. They too may know more."

Hearing it, for the first time, he has a perfect direction.

Hela felt it immediately, the shift in his aura, the tightening of his presence. Artemis bit her lip, recognizing the moment. Keres trembled where she knelt, sensing the storm awakening. Persephone and Demeter exchanged uneasy glances.

Sharky spoke again, his voice low and shaking with suppressed fury.

"Ares...you hid the truth." His fists clenched fully now.

"And now," he said, each word heavy with promise, "I will take it from you."

The temperature dropped. The air thickened, pressing down on everyone present. The ground itself vibrated beneath Sharky’s power.

Hela reached out and touched his arm. "Sharky..."

He turned to her.

His eyes glowed red, burning with wrath, but beneath it was something far more painful.

Fear. Loss. Love.

"I will search everywhere, Hela," he said, his voice breaking despite his strength. "Every realm. Every dimension. If I must, I will fight gods. I will crush monsters. I will tear worlds apart..."

He swallowed hard. "...but I will not lose my daughter."

Hela’s hand tightened around his arm.

Artemis felt her heart twist painfully in her chest. Persephone covered her mouth, tears gathering. Demeter’s eyes shone with grief. Keres bowed her head deeply.

Cerberus lowered all three heads once more, in respect.