ALMOST READYIn the open training space, the air was thick with anticipation. Kim stood at the center, his breathing was steady but heavy with the weight of the task before him. Zero, circled him, chanting in an ancient language that resonated with power. The space seemed to hum with energy, the walls vibrating ever so slightly as Zero’s enchantments filled the space.It was also a moment of peace and reflection. Kim closed his eyes, focusing on the words, letting them wash over him. He felt a warmth spreading through his chest, radiating outward. Slowly, his body began to glow with a faint, ethereal light. His skin hardened, taking on a metallic sheen, and his eyes flickered with an otherworldly blue light. Zero's voice grew louder, more intense, as he poured all his energy into the enchantment."You must focus, Kim," Zero urged, his voice echoing with the power of the spell. "Feel the energy within you, let it grow, let it consume you. This is your power. Feel it! Embrace it!!"Kim'
THE FIRST FIGHTKim stood on the rooftop, his body shimmering with his newfound ability. The city below him lay in ruins, a reality to Miller’s wrath. The time had come to end this once and for all. Zero stood beside him, his face etched with decision.“We’ve trained hard for this moment, Kim. You are ready,” Zero said, placing a reassuring hand on Kim’s shoulder.Kim nodded, his eyes glowing with fierce willpower. “I know. It’s time to end this.”As they prepared, Kim felt a sudden shift in the air. A bright light descended from the heavens, and with it came a group of ethereal beings, warriors clad in shining armor, their wings spreading wide. Kim’s heart leaped as he recognized them. They were his allies from his previous life, the heavenly warriors who had fought beside him in the great battle between heaven and hell.“Kim, it’s been too long,” one of the warriors, a tall figure with golden armor and piercing blue eyes, stepped forward. “We’ve come to aid you in this final battle.
THE ANTICIPATION Miller was in his hideout, screaming in pain and fury. The pain from his recent defeat by Kim tore through him, not just physically but mentally. He felt embarrassed and hurt. His ego was bruised.His roars echoed through the empty chamber, filled with rage and frustration. He knew Kim was training and preparing, but he never thought Kim would actually defeat him. With the amount of power he has? “How did this happen?” Miller shouted into the void. “The ancestor told me Kim wouldn't be any match for my powers, yet he beat me without even getting started. How can that be? Did he deceive me to set me up?”He paced back and forth, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and anger. “What kind of power does Kim possess? Why must he always be more than me in everything? Stronger, richer, more loved, more successful, and now with a higher power? Why must it always be Kim?”His frustration grew, and he screamed at the top of his lungs, cursing the invisible ancestor. “How can I
MILLER’S COME BACK Kim had finally accessed his full powers. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, and he knew he was now strong enough to face Miller. Determined, he set out in search of his nemesis, scouring every possible hiding place he could think of. Despite his extensive efforts, Miller remained elusive.Undeterred, Kim turned his attention to the mess Miller had caused during his rampage. The city lay in ruins, with countless lives affected by the chaos and destruction. Kim knew he had to do something to help.He began working closely with the government, providing health amenities to those injured during Miller’s attacks. Hospitals were overwhelmed, and Kim’s assistance was important in making sure that everyone received the care they needed. He used his powers to heal where he could and organized resources to support the medical teams.“I can’t believe how much you’re doing for us,” a nurse said, with tears in her eyes. “You’re a real hero.”Kim shook his hea
THE FINAL FIGHT Miller seethed with rage as he watched the news, his name tainted and cursed while Kim was hailed as a hero. The city was rebuilding, and the people had found hope again. Miller couldn't stand it. The very thought of Kim being praised while he was seen as the villain drove him to madness. He decided it was time to end this once and for all. The battle of heaven and hell would be fought through Kim and Miller, and only one would emerge victorious. Miller stormed through the streets, his presence alone was sending waves of fear and chaos. Buildings crumbled in his wake, and the skies darkened as if mirroring his fury. He was ready to confront Kim, crush him, and prove his dominance. Kim, aware of Miller's approach, stood unshaken. He had been preparing for this moment, training tirelessly with Zero. The citizens, now secured in guarded shelters, watched with bated breath, knowing the final battle was imminent. Miller appeared back to the city, his eyes were blazing
AFTERMATH OF THE WAR As Miller knelt down, beaten and broken, he looked up at Kim with desperate eyes. The darkness had been stripped from him, leaving him vulnerable and weak. But his heart was still filled with hatred. He knew his time was running out. But he wanted to buy more time to run. "Kim... please... spare me," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I can change... I can do better..." Kim's heart hurt at the sight of his once-fierce rival now pleading for mercy. Memories of the destruction and chaos Miller had caused flashed through his mind. He thought of the countless lives lost, the families torn apart, and the cities reduced to rubble. He knew that sparing Miller might lead to more suffering and devastation in the future. "I'm sorry, Miller," Kim said softly, his voice was persistent but tinged with sadness. "I can't let you continue to bring harm to the world. Peace and harmony between heaven and earth can only be restored if you are stopped once and for all." Miller's
A LIFE WELL LIVED In the months that followed the defeat of Miller, Kim's life began to settle into a rhythm of peace and fulfillment. The chaos and destruction had left scars on the city, but with Kim's direction, the people rebuilt their lives, stronger and more united than ever. One bright morning, Kim was called to a special ceremony by the government. It was held in the city's grand hall, a place that had seen both despair and triumph. As Kim entered, he was greeted by a standing ovation. The hall was filled with dignitaries, officials, and grateful citizens who had come to honor him. The mayor stepped forward, holding a gleaming medal. "Mr. Kim," he began, his voice filled with emotion, "your bravery and selflessness have not only saved our city but have also inspired a nation. Today, we honor you with the Medal of Honor, the highest recognition we can bestow." Kim bowed his head as the medal was placed around his neck. He felt a swell of pride, not just for himself but for
The Cursed Child “Kim, hurry, you need to see this” A nerdy looking student said to Kim who was sitting alone in a messy building. The building was covered with overgrown weeds and the entire environment looked gloomy. It was the old school building of Vernon's high school. The school was popularly known for its famous architectural designs, and its towering height, but it was abandoned due to the many cases of high school students committing suicide due to bully. Rumors began to circulate that the dead souls of those high school students' spirits are roaming around the building. Since then, the building was shut down, sealed in dust, but now, a student is seen there, cuddled in a ball.At a first glance, he looked malnourished with a gloomy air surrounding him, but one could clearly see on his hand, some visage that could evoke the envy of elf and demons.The entire scene looked off no matter it's looked at. “I'm coming” the boy stood up as he walked o