When a God of Destruction Was Reincarnated in Tensura:

As the Seven Keepers of the Cardinal World returned to their respective nations, the air was heavy with anticipation, awe, and an unshakable sense of change. Their very existence had transcended mortality; they were no longer just Demon Lords, rulers of nations, or symbols of power. They were divine beings, their presence radiating an undeniable celestial might.

Yet, with divinity came burdens. Would they still be the same? Could they still love, feel, and connect with the people they once fought for? Or had they ascended too far beyond the realm of mortals? These thoughts lingered in their minds as they stepped into the lands they once called home.

The skies above Tempest shimmered with golden light, and a ripple of energy swept through the land, announcing the return of its ruler. The moment Rimuru set foot in Tempest, the entire capital erupted into cheers. The people had missed their king, their guardian, their savior.

But among the sea of joyful faces, four stood out—Shizu, Chloe, Shion, and Shuna.

Shion was the first to move, her golden eyes glistening with unshed tears as she rushed forward. "Rimuru-sama!!" she cried, her voice shaking with emotion. She threw her arms around him, uncaring of the divine aura radiating from his body.

Shuna followed, her hands trembling as she touched his arm. "You really came back…" she whispered.

Chloe's eyes widened, feeling his power, his presence—so familiar yet so vastly different. "Rimuru…" she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Shizu, standing slightly apart, gazed at him with deep emotion. "You've become something far greater… but you're still you, aren't you?" she asked softly.

Rimuru smiled warmly. "Of course. I'm still your Rimuru."

His generals—Benimaru, Souei, Hakuro, Geld, Gabiru, and the rest—knelt before him, their expressions a mix of reverence and relief. They could feel it. He was more than before, but he was still Rimuru Tempest—their lord, their leader, their god.

"I am back," Rimuru declared. "And I promise you all, I will always be here to protect Tempest."

The land of Ruberios trembled in reverence. The moment Luminous descended, her divine radiance illuminated the entire nation. Those who had once doubted her divinity, who had merely seen her as an ancient and powerful vampire, could now no longer deny the truth.

The great cathedral was filled with gasps as Hinata Sakaguchi and Gunther stood before her.

Hinata, ever the skeptic, clenched her fists. "So it's true…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. She had always believed in Luminous, but to see her return as a divine being shook her to her core.

Gunther fell to one knee, his voice thick with emotion. "My lady… you have always been divine in my eyes. But now, even the world acknowledges it."

The priests, the knights, the followers of Luminous bowed in absolute reverence. "Our goddess has returned!"

Luminous looked at them, her golden eyes flickering with unreadable emotion. Would they still follow her if she was no longer bound to them in the same way? Could she still be their queen, their protector, their god?

She took a breath and spoke. "I have ascended, yes. But I am still your Luminous. I will not abandon you."

And in that moment, any lingering doubts were erased—Luminous was their eternal goddess, and she would never forsake her people.

The dragonkin felt it before they saw her—their goddess had returned.

Midray, her most devoted follower, fell to his knees the moment she appeared. "Milim-sama… you are even greater than before…" His voice cracked with emotion.

The dragons roared in unison, their cries echoing across the skies, celebrating the return of their sovereign.

Milim looked at them, her usual playful expression replaced with something more serious. She clenched her fists. "I'm still Milim. I'll always be Milim!"

Her words sent a wave of reassurance through her people. She had changed, yes, but she was still their ruler, their goddess, their protector.

As Ramiris returned, she was met with an unexpected reaction—the fairies and spirits, once joyful and mischievous, hesitated.

Ivarage stepped forward, his golden eyes studying her with concern. "Ramiris… you feel different."

The fairies and spirits whispered among themselves, their small voices filled with uncertainty. "She used to be one of us… but now…"

For the first time, Ramiris felt a sense of separation. She had always been one of them, the queen of the fairies. But now, she had ascended to something far beyond them.

Would they still accept her?

She knelt down, her celestial aura dimming slightly. "I may have changed, but I will always be your Ramiris," she said softly.

One by one, the fairies and spirits fluttered closer, their fear melting into warmth.

"You'll always be our queen," they finally whispered.

As Draguel descended into his kingdom, his brother Glassord stood waiting for him.

The air was tense. His children, his people, watched in awe and hesitation.

Glassord narrowed his eyes. "You are not the same."

Draguel clenched his fists. "No, I am not. But I am still your brother."

A long silence stretched between them before Glassord finally nodded. "Then prove it."

Draguel smiled slightly. "I will."

His people roared in approval—he was still their king, their god, their eternal guardian.

The golden city of El Dorado shone as Leon stepped back onto its streets.

His knights, his people, his entire nation knelt before him. They had always worshipped him as a divine figure, but now, he truly was one.

But one person did not kneel—Claude.

Leon's golden eyes locked onto him. Would his most loyal knight still follow him?

Claude did not bow. Instead, he stepped forward and placed a hand over his heart. "I swore loyalty to Leon Cromwell, not a god."

Leon felt a rare sense of relief. "Then nothing has changed," he said.

The people cheered in celebration—their king had returned, greater than ever.

The moment Guy Crimson returned, the demons of the Ice Continent knelt in reverence.

Mecha and Raza, his most trusted aides, were the first to speak.

"Lord Guy…" Mecha murmured. "You have become… something beyond what even we can comprehend."

Raza smirked. "Still planning to rule over us?"

Guy's eyes glowed with cosmic power. "Of course."

The demons bowed lower, their respect unshaken. Guy may have ascended, but he was still their ruler, their monarch, their eternal harbinger of calamity.

The news of their return spread across the world.

Rudra stood in stunned silence, gripping Velgrynd's hand. "They have truly become gods…" he murmured.

Velgrynd narrowed her eyes. "Will they still be the same? Or has their ascension severed their ties to this world?"

Across all nations, people whispered in awe, in reverence, in fear.

The Seven Keepers had returned, but they were no longer just rulers or Demon Lords.

They were gods.

And the world would never be the same again.