In the grand throne room of the palace, the air hung heavy with tension as Xeon, Demon Lord Abron's half-brother and the false Demon King, presided over a trial with his customary iron will. His throne loomed large and imposing at the head of the chamber, casting a long shadow over all who dared to stand before him.He stared at the man with contempt written all over his face. He had ruled for fine hundred years since he betrayed his half-brother, and judging such cases as petty theft in the king had lost its former taste that seemed to exhilarate him."Please explain what happened" Xeno instructed the four armed demon who had accused him.The four armed demon, obviously angry from what had happened, pointed at the accused demon with one of his arms."This thief broke into my store in the night and grabbed most of my valuables, including goods that I wanted to sell to a traveling merchant scheduled to pass through today" He explained.Xeno rested his head on his hand as he listened.
The dense atmosphere of the jungle echoed with the clash of steel and the crackle of magic as Nicolas, Lou-ra, and Skr'll fought for their lives against the relentless onslaught of the jungle people's forces. "My lord, they're relentless. We can hold on much longer" Lou-ra said as she struggled to keep the jungle sorcerers at bay.Their persistent attack with the harmful rays of the gemstone made things difficult for Nicolas and his entourage to move closer.The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, the ground beneath their feet wet with mud among other things that caused them their footing to be irregular.Soliders charged forward with swords raised high, their faces contorted with rage as they sought to overwhelm Nicolas, Lou-ra and Skr'll with sheer force of numbers. Sorcerers hung back from a distance, their hands crackling with dark energy as they unleashed a barrage of spells upon their enemies.Nicolas slashed through the air with his sword, his movements swift and
As Nicolas felt the surge of dark power coursing through his veins, he was consumed by a fierce rage unlike anything he had ever known. He didn't understand where this newfound strength came from, but he embraced it wholeheartedly, allowing it to fuel his every movement as he unleashed its devastating force upon the jungle around him."Stop him!!!" The Jungle king commanded his forces.Judging from the aura emitting from Nicolas, the jungle king concluded his strength had gone to heights that were practically impossible to reach.Nicolas snickered at the jungle king's attempt to stop him from unleashing chaos on his enemies."You amuse me" He said.With a primal roar, he raised his hands high, commanding the dark energy to bend to his will. "Heed my call, Great Spirit, and obey my command" Nicolas thundered.In response, the very fabric of the jungle seemed to tremble, its twisted roots and vines writhing in agony as they were torn asunder by the sheer force of his power.The jungle
Nicolas stood amidst the chaos of the jungle, his grip tight around the jungle king's neck as the terrified ruler struggled in his grasp. "This isn't like you, my lord. You need to end this before you regret your decision" The jungle king said, his voice showing his desperation to be released."And who said this isn't me? Who told you this darkness hasn't always been in me all this while?" Nicolas asked.The jungle king didn't know how to answer. He stared at Nicolas, short of words.Around them, the jungle people's forces descended upon Nicolas with renewed ferocity fueled off the desire to save their ruler from being killed.Their weapons were raised high as they sought to overwhelm the Demon King who stood before them with his overwhelming power and shocking tenacity."Release our king or face the full wrath of our anger" the soliders all said in unison.However, despite their devasting numbers, Nicolas was unfazed by their attacks, his mind consumed by a cold fury that burned lik
The jungle people stared at the lifeless body of their king who paid on the ground like a log of wood. They attempted to drag him away from his killer so they could mourn him the way he is supposed to, but Nicolas didn't let any one of them come close.Nicolas could feel that there was something dangerous hiding in the shelter of the jungle which he had unknowingly released when he smashed the king's head in the gemstone."You've doomed us all" one of the elders screamed. "You have unleashed the monster, Gorom. He will kill us all then move on to engulf the entire world with its chaos."Nicolas snickered at his words. He knew the elder wasn't mistaken about the power and ferociousness of Gorom, but he also had full knowledge that it wouldn't be able to withstand his own tremendous power."Well!!?? Gorom!!! Come out and fight!!" Nicolas shouted at the top of his lungs.It was as if the monster understood because in that moment, it roared loudly, causing the jungle people to scream and
From within the silent confines of Nicolas' body, Abron watched through his host's eyes as Xeno got ready to start his attack.He didn't know if Nicolas would be able to defeat his brother in combat, especially with only half of his powers. He feared Nicolas might be killed if he didn't do something.However, despite all those thoughts ragging in his mind, he still wanted answers to questions that have been bugging him for quite sometime since his reincarnation. He took his time to concentrate and within seconds, he had managed to take over Nicolas' lips."Why, Xeno?" he demanded, his voice laced with fury. "Why did you decide to shatter the little love we had for each other? Why did you betray me?"Nicolas's gaze bore into Xeno's, his eyes ablaze with a mixture of anger and betrayal. Xeno's lips curled into a sneer, his expression one of contempt and resentment. He could feel the same aura from.the man standing before him. There was no doubt that Abron had really become reincarnate
Skr'll used her sharp claws to rip a tear on Gorom's scales then followed up her attack with a huge ball of fire. Gorom escaped the severe hit of her attack by moving out of the way swiftly.In the blink of an eye, the humongous serpent disappeared into the fog already taking up the entire jungle. It planned to fight without exposing itself too much to Skr'll's attacks.Skr'll, in her majestic dragon form, soared through the darkened skies, her senses alert as she sought out her formidable adversary. The monstrous serpent known as Gorom was the last of its kind. Skr'll had heard stories of how monsters identical to it had been hunted throughout history for its skin because of the strength and durability it gave to humans. As if hit by a tremendous force, Skr'll held her breath as she struggled to make sense of the aura she was feeling. There was no mistake, she could perceive the malicious intent of Xeno, the demon who had kept her locked up for five hundred years.Her anger reached
Lou-ra stood without a single ally in the vast desert, surrounded by a large number of Xeno's soldiers. She prepared herself internally by muttering chants that would come into good use use later.Their numbers stretched as far as the eye could see, their weapons glinting in the harsh sunlight as they advanced upon her with deadly intent. One of the soliders stepped forward. Judging from the air at which he walked, it wouldn't be a mistake to classify him as a demon with noble blood."This battle clearly can't go on" He said as he removed his helmet from his head.He stared at Lou-ra the exact same way she had been looked at since she was born into a family of insignificant demons. It was obvious he took her for a weakling whom he could easily defeat without working up a single sweat."What makes you say that?" Lou-ra asked.The solider looked from her to his comrades standing behind him, their vicious faces focussed on their target."You're outnumbered, and there is no way you expe
The beast's snarling echoed through the jungle as it turned to face Nicholas once more, its eyes glowing with primal hunger. Nicholas's breath came in ragged gasps, the world around him spinning as fatigue and fear gripped him in equal measure. He stumbled backward, his mind scrambling for any solution, any way out. But there was none.The beast lunged again, claws extended, saliva flying from its jaws as it hurtled toward him. Nicholas raised his arms in a futile attempt to defend himself, but he knew it was hopeless. This was the end.Suddenly, a shadow flickered at the corner of his vision, fast and silent. Before Nicholas could comprehend what was happening, a blur of motion slammed into the beast with bone-cracking force. The creature let out a deafening roar as it was knocked off course, crashing into a tree with enough force to shake the ground.Nicholas blinked, his mind struggling to process the scene. The man, his new teacher, stood between him and the beast, his movements
Nicholas stood frozen, every muscle tense, as the figure slowly approached him. The jungle’s oppressive silence seemed to amplify the sound of the stranger’s footsteps, each one deliberate, almost too measured. Nicholas had never seen anyone like this before, and the man’s glowing eyes made his skin crawl. Despite the man’s frail appearance, there was something unsettling in the way he moved, like he wasn’t fully human. "You seek power," the figure repeated, his voice a rasping whisper that seemed to slide through the thick air like smoke.Nicholas swallowed hard, trying to ignore the knot of fear twisting in his gut. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied, his voice rough from exhaustion. He stepped back, his hand instinctively reaching for the sharp stone he had used against the beast earlier.The figure chuckled, a sound that seemed far too deep for someone so gaunt. “Do not play games with me, boy. You wouldn’t have survived this long if you weren’t seeking somet
Nicholas strained against the heavy branch, muscles trembling with exhaustion. The wood groaned and splintered under the pressure, but it still held firm. Below him, the beast circled, blood dripping from the wounds he'd managed to inflict with the rocks. But it wasn’t backing down—it was waiting, eyes gleaming with a cold, predatory intelligence.Nicholas grip tightened around the branch. His body was screaming at him to stop, to rest, but there was no time for that. The beast would not give him a second chance.With a grunt, Nicholas gave the branch another violent shake. It splintered more, cracking like a whip in the still air of the jungle. Below, the beast growled, pacing in tight circles, as if anticipating his next move. Sweat dripped down Nicholas’s forehead, blurring his vision, but he couldn’t afford to stop.The branch finally gave way with a loud crack. For a heart-stopping moment, Nicholas hung in the air, feeling the world tilt as the massive piece of wood began its f
Nicholas blinked, rubbing his eyes, his vision swimming. When he looked again, nobody was there. No footprints, no signs of movement, only the quiet crackling of the fire remained.He staggered, disoriented. His heart was still pounding from the fight, his body bruised and aching, and now his mind was unraveling. Lou-ra’s comforting presence was gone, evaporating into the night like mist.He was alone. The jungle’s oppressive atmosphere closed in on him, the thick air suffocating as it pressed against his lungs. The dark canopy above loomed like a ceiling, shutting him off from the sky, from any sign of hope.Panic clawed at his chest. He fought to suppress it, but the loneliness gnawed at his mind, dragging him into despair.”I have to get up. I have to keep moving."But his body refused to cooperate. Every inch of him ached, a testament to the brutal training he had endured. He hadn’t just been fighting the man he had been fighting against his own fear, his weakness. And now, it was
Nicholas's muscles tensed as his mind raced. His body screamed for him to retreat, to flee into the dense jungle, away from the impending confrontation. But something deep inside him resisted. Maybe it was pride, or perhaps the sliver of defiance that refused to bow to fear. Regardless, he knew there was no turning back. The man had laid down the challenge, and to back down now would mean surrendering his spirit entirely.The man continued to stare Nicholas down, a tower of strength and menace, his battle-scarred chest heaving with quiet confidence. He wasn't making idle threats; Nicholas knew that. This world didn't leave room for empty promises. Survival was earned through blood, sweat, and the unwavering will to stand when everything inside screamed to fall."I... I'm ready," Nicholas finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.The man’s lips curled into a feral grin, satisfied with the decision Nicholas had made, even if it was drenched in fear. "Good," he said, his voice l
Nicholas's heart pounded loudly against his ribs. The man's casual dismissal of his plea for an alternative sent a fresh wave of terror crashing over him. A primal urge to flee battled with the knowledge that escape was impossible. This wasn't a test of his fighting prowess; it was a potential death sentence. Nicholas was stuck between pleading for his life or just putting his hands up as a sign to show that he has surrendered. He knew that fighting with this man would mean his imminent death and she was not prepared to die especially when he had to return to Lou-ra."Sir, please," Nicholas pleaded, his voice cracking with a tremor he hated. "There has to be another way. Let me train with something, a log, a…" he cast his eyes around, desperately searching for anything that wouldn't fight back. The man's lips curved into a humorless smile, devoid of warmth. It wouldn't be a mistake to say that she was actually looking forward to this fight.There was something about Nicholas that ju
Nicholas stirred from a restless sleep, shivering beneath the thin blanket he had wrapped over himself the night before.The cave, once a temporary haven, had offered little protection against the bitter cold that had transformed the jungle into a frozen wasteland. His breath emerged in visible puffs, and he rubbed his arms continuously, trying to bring warmth into his limbs.As he emerged from the cave, blinking in the early morning light, Nicholas' eyes registered the significant change in his surroundings. The cold desolation of the previous night had given way once again to a lush, vibrant jungle. Birds chirped cheerfully, and the air was thick with the earthy scent of plans and trees. It always felt unreal how the jungle had reborn itself overnight, shaking off the icy grip that had held it captive. The beauty of it all marveled Nicolas each time he sees it.Standing at the edge of the clearing was the man who had taken Nicholas under his wing, training him for the Armageddon
The birds beneath them let out warning cries and adjusted their flight paths to give Nicolas and the man better positions to defend themselves. Another beast lunged at Nicolas, its talons extended and fangs bared. Before it had time to fully attack Nicolas, it's found itself getting struck in the head in an instant.“Good!” the man shouted. “Keep moving, don’t let them overwhelm you!”Nicolas barely had time to register the man’s words before another beast was upon him.This one was larger, more aggressive. It swooped down with terrifying speed, its claws aiming for Nicolas’s face. He ducked at the last moment, feeling the rush of air as the creature’s talons whistled past his head. He swung his knife upward, catching the beast in its unprotected belly. It howled in pain, thrashing wildly before retreating.All around them, the battle raged. The man moved with a grace and precision that left Nicolas awestruck. His movements were a blur, his weapon flashing in the moonlight as he st
The rush of wind roared in Nicolas' ears as he plummeted through the air, the ground rushing up to meet him at a terrifying speed. His stomach lurched, and he felt sick.This was it; he was about to die. The realization struck him with a cold finality, and every second felt like an eternity. Nicolas closed his eyes, bracing for the inevitable impact.Then, a sharp whistle cut through the chaos, and something massive and powerful surged beneath him. In an instant, strong talons wrapped around his torso, and the sensation of free fall ceased. His eyes flew open, and he gasped as he saw a bird, majestic and enormous, soaring upwards with him in its grasp. The bird’s feathers glimmered in the sunlight.Within moments, Nicolas found himself back in the sky, being lifted toward the man and the first bird. The change from impending death to sudden rescue left him breathless and shaking. As the bird finally leveled out beside the man, Nicolas clung to the feathers, his knuckles white.The m