Demon Lord's Reincarnation

Leonard Tranor the reincarnation who has been hailed by many as the God of Victory was holding his twin blades fighting against the ORIGIN alongside the remaining reincarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul.

His beloved blades Chaos and Serenity were no longer with him, but instead with his current power and skills, he could recreate similar blades with the power from the void.

Among all the reincarnations present Leonard was the one who was closest in personality to the original incarnation. Every reincarnation of the Strongest Mortal Soul had a love of battle that almost all of them put battle above all else, but even among those crazed battle freaks, Leonard was on another level.

His dedication to battle was second only to the original incarnation whose soul birthed all of them. This final battle with the creator of all the ORIGIN was something Leonard so desired, it was the greatest gift he had received.

Right now among all the powerful reincarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul alongside the original incarnation, he danced wildly with his twin blades laughing heartily at the end to come.

The battle between the ORIGIN and the incarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul was tearing apart the very fabric of reality.

The ORIGIN was unleashing swirling energy of chaos towards the incarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul, but instead of fear or screams what echoed in the dimension was the laughter of the incarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul.

Leonard's excitement had reached its peak, for each strike he made he felt the pulse of battle coursing through him. Leonard's eyes sparkled with ferocity as he faced the onslaught of the ORIGIN head-on. The dying laughter of his fellow incarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul was his anthem. He too laughed even louder as before.

"Hahaha!!! I have fought on numerous battlefields in numerous worlds, I have slain legends, myths, and things beyond comprehension. I have died with victory still in my hands, I thought that would be the end of my story, but who knew that this time would come?! In a dimension outside reality, fighting alongside my past and future reincarnations, against the very creator of all! This is the best, now this is a worthy ending to my story!"

Leonard's voice resounded like thunder in the entire dimension, the other reincarnations agreed with what was said and they showed their agreement by laughing even louder than before as they danced the dance of battle!

The clash of energies lit the battlefield in a kaleidoscope of colors, each wave from the ORIGIN creating ripples in reality. Leonard, fueled by his insatiable thirst for battle, moved with a fluidity that defied the chaos around him. His twin blades, forged anew from the void, shimmered with an otherworldly glow, slicing through the chaotic energies as if they were mere wisps of air.

The laughter that echoed around him wasn't just sound; it was a testament to their indomitable spirits, a battle hymn that reverberated through the very fabric of existence.

"Come on, father of all, creator of everything, show me more! Let this final battle be the most enjoyable fight that will burn our wills and spirits until they're nothing more than ashes!"

With Leonard's shout, the attacks of both sides became even more fierce, and hundreds of reincarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul died, but they all died laughing.

"Foolish children, can you still not see? None of you are a match for me, even together you fall behind." The ORIGIN's voice shook the entire dimension.

"Wrong, we have made your infinity into finite meaning you can be erased the same as us, you are no longer eternal!"

Leonard charged at the ORIGIN but the closer he got the more attacks were aimed at him, even with his speed and skill he could not dodge and block all the incoming attacks.

Leonard who had been observing the ORIGIN from all angles noticed that once they brought the ORIGIN's body of infinity to finite he saw a few areas that looked like vital spots. Despite his bleeding all over, Leonard had managed to get close to one of those vital spots and attacked it.

The very second he attacked the thing that looked like a vital spot the ORIGIN made a sound that hurt not only the ears but their very souls. It was the sound of the pain of a wounded being, this was the first time any of them even the original incarnation heard the ORIGIN make such a sound.

"You!!! Foolish children, I have given you so many chances! I have always favored you but it seems that no matter what you foolish children we'll not change! I had such high hopes for you, the child that had blinded my eyes. How unfortunate, I truly wished to show you the new reality I would create, but since you have continuously rejected it is time for you to disappear."

The change in the ORIGIN's aura surprised all of them as it was now so suffocating it was getting hard to even stand. The ORIGIN was now fully committed to annihilating them, but instead of showing any fear the only thing the reincarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul showed was pure bliss.

"NOW THIS IS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" It wasn't just Leonard who said those words every single one of them spoke at the same time saying the exact same words.

As the overwhelming aura of the ORIGIN pressed down on them, Leonard felt the thrill of the impending climax wash over him. The weight of his impending doom was merely a veil over the ecstasy of the fight.

The ORIGIN, now manifesting its full power, was a swirling tempest of energy and chaos. Yet, amidst the storm, Leonard and all the other incarnations of the Strongest Mortal Soul stood firm, laughter spilling from their lips as he danced through the chaos, his twin blades a blur of light and shadow.

"Come, father of all! Let our clash sing the curtain call in this final dance!" Leonard bellowed, eyes alight with fierce joy.

With a final, reckless charge, Leonard surged forward, ignoring the relentless onslaught of energy aimed at him. Pain exploded across his body with every strike he failed to evade; gashes opened up like mouths screaming their torment, but the agony only stoked the flames of his fervor as he laughed happily.

The ORIGIN unleashed its full fury. A blinding flash of energy engulfed Leonard, the shockwave reverberating through the battlefield. The world around him shattered like glass, colors swirling and colliding, all sense of reality disintegrating.

In that moment of blinding light memories of the past filled Leonard's mind. The memories of all his companions, all his adventures, and all the battles that led to this final one made Leonard smile even more viciously than ever before.

At that moment, he felt a great surge of fulfillment. With his last breath, Leonard embraced the glorious chaos of battle, the laughter of his comrades ringing in his ears like a triumphant anthem. He then spoke his final words.

"Thanks for the battle..."

As the light faded, so too did Leonard Tranor, the one hailed by many as the God of Victory, death, and battle. His existence might have been erased but the laughter that had defined his existence would echo on, immortal in the annals of battle.