When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

After two days of relentless combat, the battlefield had finally calmed. The dust settled, and the Demon Lords, along with Rimuru, Veldora, and his generals, gathered in a grand hall within the labyrinth for a celebratory feast. The hall was adorned with shimmering magical lights, tables piled high with delicacies prepared by Shuna and the labyrinth chefs, and an air of camaraderie filled the space. It was a moment to reflect, recharge, and bond.

As they all sat down, Milim, with her usual boundless energy, was already devouring her food. "That was so much fun!" she said, her mouth full. "Rimuru, you've gotten so strong—it's scary! But don't think I'm gonna let you win next time!" She raised a fist in determination.

Rimuru chuckled, sipping his drink. "You've always been a handful, Milim. But I'll admit, your Vritra, Wrath Incarnate is something else. I had to work pretty hard to keep up with you."

Guy Crimson leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of wine. "I'll give you credit, Rimuru. You're sharper than I thought. That move at the end—The Infinite Spiral—was a masterpiece. Though I have to say, my Azazel, Sovereign of the Eternal Abyss, would've swallowed it whole if we had more time." He smirked, his crimson eyes glinting.

Leon Cromwell, ever composed, nodded. "Your ability to adapt is remarkable, Rimuru. But your strategy with Deus ex Machina was predictable after a while. You rely heavily on controlling the battlefield. Against someone who can counter it, like me with Solom, Bringer of Light and Judgement, you'd be in trouble."

Rimuru grinned. "Fair point, Leon. But I noticed you were struggling with Draguel's chaotic attacks. You're too precise sometimes—chaos throws you off."

Draguel, who was seated near Leon, let out a booming laugh. "That's because my Khaos, the Annihilator doesn't care about precision! Pure destruction will always have its place on the battlefield. But I've got to hand it to you, Leon—your light-based attacks kept me on edge. Next time, though, I won't let you outshine me!"

Luminous sipped her tea gracefully, her voice calm but cutting. "Speaking of chaos, Draguel, your wild approach makes you easy to predict if someone is patient enough. My Lilith, the Queen of Temptation, would've had you groveling at my feet if I'd focused on you more."

Draguel frowned but didn't retort, instead stuffing his face with food.

Veldora, sitting with a proud grin, clapped his hands. "Hahaha! You all did well, but none of you were as impressive as me! Even though I wasn't fighting, I was clearly the backbone of this entire operation, maintaining those barriers and cheering you on!"

Shion, standing behind Rimuru, gave Veldora a skeptical look. "Lord Veldora, you mostly just laughed and shouted during the battle. I'm not sure that counts as contributing."

Benimaru smirked, adding, "And let's not forget how many times you almost dropped your part of the barrier because you got too distracted."

Veldora huffed, crossing his arms. "You all lack vision. One day, you'll understand my greatness!"

As the feast continued, Rimuru brought the conversation back to the battle. "Alright, everyone, now that we've had some fun, let's talk strategy. What did you notice about each other's fighting styles? What could we all improve on?"

Leon spoke first, his tone analytical. "Draguel's attacks were overwhelming, but they lacked finesse. With more control, he'd be nearly unstoppable. And Luminous—your illusions are powerful, but they're not very effective against someone with strong sensory skills."

Luminous raised an eyebrow. "Noted. But your overreliance on direct confrontation is a flaw, Leon. Sometimes subtlety wins battles."

Rimuru smiled, cutting in. "Guy's right, Milim. You've got insane power, but strategy matters. Think of it as using your strength more efficiently. And Guy, while we're on the topic, your dimensional attacks are terrifying, but they're predictable if someone figures out the pattern of your portals."

Guy smirked. "Good observation, but you'll find I don't stick to the same pattern for long."

The group continued exchanging thoughts, offering constructive criticism and playful jabs. Even Veldora chimed in with exaggerated tales of his own "strategic brilliance," drawing laughter and exasperation in equal measure.

Guy chuckled, his voice smooth. "Milim, your raw power is unmatched, but you get too reckless. You need to think more strategically—otherwise, someone like me can take advantage of your blind spots."

Milim pouted. "What?! I wasn't reckless! I was… passionate!"

While the conversation unfolded, Rimuru reached out to Luna in his mind.

"Luna, what do you think? Was I able to grow stronger from this battle?"

Luna's voice echoed softly in his consciousness. "Of course, Master. Your abilities are designed to adapt and evolve with every challenge. Even now, your skills are subtly refining themselves, incorporating the lessons you've learned. Your ultimate skills—especially Azathoth and Genesis Omega—are limitless in their potential. The more you fight, the more you grow."

Rimuru smiled inwardly. "Good. I'll need every advantage when Artemis finally makes his move."

"Indeed," Luna replied. "But remember, Master, true strength comes not just from power, but from the bonds you've forged. The allies you've gathered here are proof of that."

Rimuru nodded, her words resonating deeply.

The joyous atmosphere of the feast was suddenly interrupted by a radiant golden light that illuminated the hall. Conversations came to a halt as everyone turned toward the source. The light coalesced into the shape of a figure, and as it dimmed, a stunning woman emerged—blond hair cascading down her back, glowing with an aura of divine power and elegance. Her beauty was ethereal, her presence commanding.

The room went silent for a moment as all eyes were on her.

Guy Crimson was the first to break the silence, rising from his seat, his crimson eyes narrowing in recognition. "Ramiris? Is that… you?"

Milim blinked, her mouth still full of food, before suddenly pointing at her. "Wait, that's Ramiris?! You're glowing! And... you're gorgeous!" she exclaimed, her usual childlike exuberance bubbling to the surface.

The others stared in awe, taking in the sight of the once diminutive and playful pixie now transformed into an elegant and commanding presence. Even Veldora, who usually boasted without restraint, was momentarily speechless.

Ramiris smirked, placing a hand on her hip and giving an exaggerated spin to show off her new form. "Surprised, aren't you? This is what I used to look like before I lost my powers! Impressive, huh?" Her voice carried the same playful energy but with a newfound confidence that matched her appearance.

Luminous tilted her head, her silver eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "I can feel it... ancient magic radiating from her. Her power is no joke."

Rimuru stood up, smiling warmly. "Ramiris, you've really outdone yourself this time. Did you come straight from Beerus? I take it he restored your powers?"

Ramiris beamed, floating over to the table to join them. "Of course! Beerus snapped his fingers, and poof—here I am, back to my former glory! I can't believe I let myself stay like that for so long. And now, I'm stronger than ever!" She radiated pride, her aura crackling faintly with ancient magic.

Milim grabbed Ramiris's hands, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You're so cool now, Ramiris! And that power… it feels so strong! I can't wait to spar with you sometime!"

Ramiris laughed nervously, pulling her hands away. "Let's not get carried away, Milim. I just got my powers back—I don't want to ruin this beautiful face in a fight with you!"

Guy chuckled, his crimson eyes flickering with curiosity. "You really are back in full form. It's good to see. Though I must admit, I didn't expect Beerus to step in and restore you personally. That must mean he thinks you'll be useful in what's coming."

Ramiris frowned, sitting down and glancing around the room. Her eyes settled on Rimuru and the other Demon Lords. "Speaking of which… what's going on here? You all feel different. It's not just your auras—they've completely changed. It's like you've evolved to another level entirely."

Leon, ever composed, responded first. "That's because we have. Thanks to Rimuru, we've all evolved our skills into something far greater than before. Each of us now wields an ultimate skill that reflects our essence. You might say we've reached a new peak."

Ramiris's eyes widened as she scanned the room, sensing the overwhelming power radiating from each of them. "Unbelievable… Even you, Milim?"

Milim puffed out her chest proudly. "That's right!

The feast continued, with Ramiris joining in the lively conversations and teasing. She shared stories of her time with Beerus, drawing both laughter and amazement. The camaraderie in the room grew even stronger as they bonded over their newfound powers and mutual goals.

As the night went on, Ramiris looked around the room, a proud smile on her face. "You've all grown so much… I guess it's time for me to step up too. If Artemis is coming, we'll need every ounce of strength we've got."

Rimuru nodded. "That's the spirit. Together, we'll handle whatever comes our way. Artemis won't know what hit him."

The room erupted in cheers once more, and the feast continued late into the night, filled with laughter, planning, and the shared determination to face the challenges ahead.