My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

The ocean twisted violently beneath them, waves heaving as something massive stirred below.

A split second later, a red kraken exploded from the depths, its tentacles whipping through the air, water raining down like a storm.

Its massive, unblinking eye locked onto them.

Then, it struck.

A thick limb, slick and towering, lashed forward—fast, crushing, unavoidable.

Except it wasn't.

The barrier didn't so much as ripple. The kraken's head met it head-on, and the result was instant.

One moment, the beast was attacking. The next, its skull split apart like a fruit against stone.

Its body hung there for half a breath, like it hadn't yet realized it was dead.

Then, with a wet, sickening splash, the lifeless corpse collapsed back into the sea.

Lucy stared, barely processing what she'd just witnessed. That kraken wasn't just some sea monster—it was near Demon King level in the ocean, a creature that could terrorize entire fleets.

And yet, Asher had killed it like it was nothing.

Not even a flicker of effort. No acknowledgment.

It wasn't really his fault. This world was just too weak for him.

The beasts in Eryx were far stronger—monsters that could shatter mountains, creatures that demanded fear.

Compared to that, the kraken might as well have been a fish in a pond.

"What's the matter?" he asked, noticing her staring at him like he was some kind of art piece.

"Are you a god or something?" she asked in a playful manner.

He touched his chin, unsure how to answer. Pantheon had told him there were still beings far stronger than him in the universe, so calling himself a god felt like a stretch.

"No, not yet. Even my partner is way stronger than me." Asher raised his hand, showing the bracer.

"Partner?"

She thought he was talking about Index—until the bracer began to glow, and a voice echoed through the air.

(Brat, it's good that you know how to respect your senior.)

Pantheon spoke in a deep, growling tone, its voice dripping with arrogance.

Lucy staggered back, her breath hitching. Even though it wasn't speaking in the dragon tongue , its voice alone was enough to drown her in fear.

"What... is that thing?" she forced out, her tone unsteady.

Only after Asher placed a barrier around her did she finally manage to breathe, shielded from the crushing weight of the dragon's voice.

"This is my partner—a dragon," he said, introducing it casually.

"A dragon? Like Zagan?" she gasped, realization dawning on her.

No wonder its voice alone carried such overwhelming authority.

(Little girl, don't insult me by comparing me to that low-level dragon.)

(Zagan is merely a lesser dragon. I am an Ancient Dragon—the pinnacle of my kind, a being capable of destroying worlds.)

(I could kill that Zagan with just a stare if I wanted to.)

Lucy was both amazed and shaken by the declaration.

She turned to him, curiosity burning in her eyes. "How powerful are Ancient Dragons compared to Lesser Dragons?"

Asher scratched his head.

"Well, Ancient Dragons are at the top. Below them are Legendary Dragons, then Greater Dragons, Lesser Dragons, and finally, Minor Dragons. So yeah, relatively speaking, Zagan is pretty weak."

Lucy rubbed her temples, struggling to take it all in.

She used to view Zagan as an unstoppable force, a person to be feared. And yet, in the grand scale of the universe, he was barely anything.

It was like thinking she had seen the whole world—only to discover she never stepped outside her cave.

Asher understood her reaction. It was a lot to take in, so he decided to give her some time to process everything.

Then, a thought struck him.

"Pantheon, about that Primordial Monarch..." he mentally inquired.

He meant to ask about it, but things kept getting in the way. Now seemed like the perfect time.

(Brat, I advise you not to delve deeper into that ruin unless you can use 100% of your dragon form.)

"Is the Primordial Monarch really that strong?"

There was a brief pause.

(Do you really want to know the truth? It might be detrimental to your growth.)

Asher crossed his arms, his gaze steady. "If knowing the truth is enough to hinder my growth, then I was never that strong to begin with."

(Very well.... I don't really think the being that demon spoke of was the real deal.)

(But if it knows about those entities, then it should at least be as powerful as me.)

Asher nodded in understanding, waiting for Pantheon to continue.

(The Primordial Monarchs were once the rulers of the universe.)

(They were beings who reached the absolute peak of their race or power. Like the Dragon Monarch, the Demon Monarch, the Sword Monarch, the Light Monarch, and many others.)

"You said once? What happened to them?"

"Well, I don't really know the full details," Pantheon admitted. "But rumors say they left this reality with their army to conquer another… and never returned."

Asher narrowed his eyes. "They got killed?"

Pantheon let out a low rumble.

(Who knows? Either they perished… or they found something far beyond our understanding.)

(But this is good news. It's been countless years since this universe had a ruler, which is why they've been forgotten.)

(And trust me, the era of the Monarchs was not a good time to be alive. If they knew about you, they'd force you to serve them.)

Asher let out a sigh. If even Pantheon, an Ancient Dragon, feared these so-called Monarchs, then their existence must have been really terrifying.

Traveling to another world was one thing—but to another universe entirely? That was on a completely different level.

While they were talking, Lucy suddenly spoke up.

"You've been spacing out," she said, poking his cheek to get his attention.

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Lucy raised an eyebrow. "Mentally?"

Asher nodded. "Yeah. He was explaining some things."

She crossed her arms, her curiosity piqued. "Must be something serious if it had you that deep in thought."

Asher exhaled, debating how much he should tell her.

"Just history...The kind that's better left buried."