He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

"No matter which world or era, Santa Claus will no longer exist."

"No wonder you said, 'Your abilities can threaten fate'..."

Maria's face was contorted with rage at the death of her longest-serving and most trusted subordinate.

"Your power is to rewrite reality!!!"

Several months later, Maria once again felt a deadly threat.

Back in the bizarre world, he attempted to join forces with four other world wills to fight against [the strongest being in the multiverse], Brother Jie, but was defeated by his [Strike the Great Bartender] move and forced to leave the battlefield.

"You're back again... It seems you're different from Shirogane Miyuki; you're the kind of guy who can't even negotiate..."

"It seems you tried to persuade Yuyuki to surrender, but it was bound to end in failure."

With his hands crossed at his waist, Kurosaki Azami raised his head and opened his arms as if embracing the world. His Stand behind him did the same, its claw-like hands as greedy and insatiable as its master's.

"Now I'll be frank—I want to monopolize this world."

With desire gleaming in his eyes, Kurosaki Azami was at this moment the embodiment of "lust."

"Two heads cannot share the same crown... Maria, or rather, [Fate]."

"Really? Aren't you worried about triggering a world-destroying war, you madman?"

Maria remained calm and composed, her toes slightly clenched.

"What nonsense! Hasn't the war already begun? Neither of us can offer a reconciliation—but that suits me just the way it is."

【King Crimson Beyond Heaven】Ready to strike, Azami Kurosaki almost unabashedly reveals his possessiveness.

"I'm here to claim the chips for achieving peace of mind—"

This world belongs only to the [Passion Organization], only to me, [Kurosaki Azami], and I will not share it with anyone else….

He uttered words that were arguably the epitome of selfishness, without a trace of remorse or ulterior motive—

Single-minded acquisition, unadulterated pursuit, and the utterly pure act of evil done for peace of mind... This is the essence of Azami Kurosaki: pure and unadulterated evil.

"What a shameless fellow... Well then, let's bring it on."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Maria of Destiny slowly floated into the air, golden threads shimmering in her hands.

"Don't treat me like someone who's easily defeated by Brother Jie anymore... Maybe you can 'conquer fate,' but 'defeat fate' is almost impossible..."

Throughout history, only Brother Jie has been able to do this...

The golden threads gradually thickened, weaving a shimmering golden spiderweb. At the same time, numerous golden summoning arrays flickered on the ground, emanating a powerful aura.

Muscular, imposing men; handsome knights wielding long swords; wise old men with flowing beards... Heroes from all eras and nations, here transformed into spirits to thwart the ambitions of an evil emperor.

"Brother Jie is dead... As long as you die here too, everything will be resolved..."

Come on, Azami Kurosaki!

PS: It seems like it's been a long time since I've done any GHS (Gross/Hypersexual) content. I'm posting a chapter of Lucifer and Kurosaki Azami's pregnancy play in the group. Please support me!

Chapter 268 Mary and Santa Claus

"Brother Jie is dead... As long as you die here too, everything will be resolved..."

Come on, Azami Kurosaki!

Her slender, white fingers pointed to Kurosaki Azami's nose, and Maria's voice, "Destiny," was filled with resentment.

Behind her stood rows of people.

Muscular, imposing men; handsome knights wielding long swords; wise old men with flowing beards... Heroes from all eras and countries, here transformed into spirits to thwart the ambitions of an evil emperor.

Faced with this unstoppable military force, Kurosaki Azami couldn't help but smile and remark:

"What a laughable display of weakness and arrogance... even more arrogant than Lucifer, that 'arrogant demon'."

"What are you saying, Kurosaki Azami?!"

Facing the clenched teeth of Maria, Kurosaki Azami still wore that sinister smile and waved his right index finger.

"Don't you find it ridiculous, fate? Such power is utterly insignificant... It's like two countries at war, one of them herding chickens and ducks from a farm onto the battlefield and calling them their army..."

"You rude scoundrel! Are you provoking us?!"

A warrior wielding a long spear and clad in blue armor, his eyebrows arched like trees, pointed the spear at the boastful Kurosaki Azami—then he pounced like lightning, his powerful attack capable of crushing the earth. Behind him, an endless tidal wave of heroic spirits surged forward with overwhelming force.

"...Fine...letting you see it isn't so bad..."

【King Crimson: Beyond Heaven】!

Slightly bending over, her long, black hair, reaching her waist and hips, fell down her back as Kurosaki Azami gently clapped her hands a few times.

A deep rumble of thunder sounded, and dark purple lightning struck down, instantly knocking down several heroic spirits. The arcs of electricity that bounced off the remaining heroic spirits caused considerable secondary damage.

"If it were a Tesla, this kind of electricity should..."

The aloof scientist was preparing to activate his Noble Phantasm when he discovered that the electricity within his body was flowing erratically and strangely—not the kind of flow that any electrical charge would exhibit.

"No...this is not [electricity]..."

Having said these words, this pioneer of humanity turned into specks of light and vanished, leaving behind only astonished spirits.

"That's enough of the small fry, Maria..."

With a snap, Kurosaki Azami snapped her fingers, and the charging Heroic Spirits were frozen in place.

Even their facial expressions were frozen, as if time itself had stopped at that moment. Then, to Maria's utter astonishment, these heroic spirits who had fearlessly rushed towards Kurosaki Azami slowly disappeared from their feet down, as if erased from this world by an eraser!

However, the heroic spirits themselves seemed to be completely unaware of anything. Even though half of their bodies had disappeared, the stiff expressions on their faces remained unchanged!

"You've invited far too many annoying flies, fate... and they have absolutely no manners, not even the ability to bring me enough pleasure."

You guys are really something...

He slowly raised his arm, then gently swung it down, his nonchalant expression as if he were merely shooing away flies.

"A bunch of deeply sinful sinners."

As Kurosaki Azami finished speaking, all those who had been frozen in place vanished.

Both their physical bodies and the traces left by their previous use of [Noble Phantasms] vanished from this world! Not even a trace remained!

"You're so weak it's laughable, Maria... don't you think so?"

Despite his seemingly polite smile, Kurosaki Azami's smile was even more mocking than his maniacal laughter. Combined with his inhumanly handsome face, it enveloped those who were enraged with a thick, syrupy fear...

"Too weak, too weak... Whether it's the Heroic Spirits or that Santa Claus [Nicholas], they're all too weak..."

Those who only know how to submit to fate, but not how to exert their power over their own desires, are the most vulnerable…

Clenching his right fist, Kurosaki Azami squinted and looked up at the eerie blue-green crescent moon in the sky.

"I descended to hell and ascended to heaven... This was my own will, and only I could do it, unlike those weaklings who were famous in life but boasted of being 'heroic spirits' and 'saints' after death..."

"shut up!!!"

Before Kurosaki Azami could finish speaking, Maria, with tears in her eyes, interrupted her.

"weak..........."

With her fists clenched and a holy golden light shone from her body, Mary's bare feet trembled with anger, and her clenched silver teeth made a grinding sound.

"You said [weak]............?.............Where is [Nicholas] weak?!"

On this battlefield, a blue-haired, barefoot girl cried out in grief and indignation, her thoughts drifting back to her past encounter with Santa Claus.

"Boy, now that you've become my apostle, shouldn't you bow down and worship me?"

At that moment, he manifested himself atop the stone statue, looking down at the young priest [Nicholas] kneeling beneath the altar.

"I only bow down to the smiles of every single person."

This answer tugged at the heartstrings of Maria, who was millions of years old, and from that moment on, she wanted to see what this stubborn and determined man would do.

Distributing gifts to children, helping the poor, and vanquishing demons...

"Nicholas, have you ever considered learning magic?"

"That would only affect my purity, sir..."

The bare-chested priest, now sporting a thick beard, threw a punch in the Siberian winter, and the mountains before him instantly crumbled, forming a new plain.

"Nicholas! I order you to learn magic!"

Facing a large number of monsters, Nicholas, who was already old and even struggled to run a marathon, was panting heavily, but his eyes remained firm.

"With your aptitude and physical abilities, you'll definitely be able to instantly understand the divine spell I've implanted in your mind. I'll let you escape this calamity..."

"No need for further words, sir... this is my [way of survival]..."

Subsequently, Nicholas's soul was chosen by himself to become a "saint" performing miracles on earth, spending nearly a thousand years with him...

"Until the very end, Nicholas never relied on the power of [fate]... not even once! Not even once!!!"

A jewel-encrusted staff appeared in her right hand, and a beautifully crafted sword was raised in her left. Maria roared, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Nicholas, who lived his entire life according to his beliefs... exactly where is he weak?!!!!"

There are countless people in this world who curse fate, who curse me... I won't care.

But! No one is allowed to speak ill of Nicholas or Santa Claus!!!

Kurosaki Azami! Take back your arrogant words!

The sword and staff stood before her, crossed in a cross shape, and Mary laughed in fury.

"Let me show you the power of this world itself... Do you think disaster has a will, Azami Kurosaki?"

He stomped his bare foot hard on the ground, and blue lightning began to flash in the sky, like the wrath of a god.

"...Does a thunderstorm capable of turning an entire continent to ashes possess malice?"

The electric light converged into a giant electric snake, its length and width even exceeding that of several Yangtze Rivers, as it surged and raced across the sky.

The answer is—【YES】!

A thunderclap followed.

That is my will—