An intensified dark magic had a sudden urge up in the sky. It perks up the attention of certain entities that lived far, far away from the town inhabited by the neo-human.

No one ever approved of these entities' survival. It was a cast-away entity hated by every living being on this planet. Not to mention, they were one of the causes of the end of the old world.

A runaway, alongside their king who has abandoned his people. Left few of the noblemen, who rule over his slavery, bounded and unable to escape from the grasp of cruelty.

"Such glorified mana intense, as if my father has finally been reborn to this sickening world!"

Prince of Fifteen. The only prince of the demon realm that survived the catastrophe. He followed the path Cynthia's father took to survive the harsh domination bestowed upon their domain. The prince sat on the crown chair in the middle of the forest's hideout near the town, overjoyed by the intensity of demonic power that surged out of nowhere nearby the neo-human town.

Although he chooses the same path as his brother, Prince of Fifteen never set an alliance with him since they were born. Yun, the one and only princess of the demon realm, was also an enemy to him in this thickened, blood-related royal family.

He hid and sought refuge while consuming away the hatred, jealousy, and fear of neo-human after the world survived. It has been almost sixty years since he crawled and buried himself in darkness. The day he waited for finally came to greet in the warmest welcome.

"I can sense the energy was not too far away from here. Who has been latched onto these filthy humans lately?" Prince of Fifteen asked one of his subordinates.

"It was one of the deadly sins, my lord. He has been guiding the lost lamb in our direction. Set their desire running wild while not knowing the path they've been set upon them," answered one of his closest generals in command. He took his bow to congrats the birth of the new king.

"Who was that? Why didn't he awaken until today? What caused his sudden awakening in the last three years back into dormant, and now he finally returned?"

Prince of Fifteen once sensed Cynthia's alter ego's awakening period three years ago. Unfortunately, Yun had sealed that power before it caused more catastrophe in this new world. Causing Cynthia had a vividly faded memory of what the alter ego had done as a side effect of the restrain she placed on top of Cynthia's mother's insignia.

Today, that power is released voluntarily. The alter ego wants nothing but a killing spree of this filthy neo-human who hasn't grasped what they've worshipped. Cynthia had no other choice but to rely on this bloodthirsty devil.

It is like a contract in sharing a single physical body that places two souls overlap against each other. Cynthia was initially the owner of this body. After learning the forbidden spell, she accidentally broke the insignia placed by her mother, buried away after the end of the old world. Cynthia had half of the seal unlocked, awakened her alter ego, and caused nothing but the devil of herself to keep hindering her life path.

The alter ego called herself by the name of Nanami. The sudden awakening of this dark inferior did not only attract the devil's attention. Three of the ancient deity who headed their way to the scene were dumbfounded by the enormous surge of demonic power that wasn't supposed to exist in this rebooted world. Rin and the rest of the younger generation were puzzled by Nanami's unfamiliar scent of uncomfortable demonic power.

"What in the world has happened?" Xiah asked herself. Along with TatSuet and Yun, they whispered the same thought and stepped in a hurry to find out the unknown cause.

"Cynthia…." A sudden surge of this unfamiliar scent, the sudden disappearance, and the anxiousness displayed on her mother's face. Rin can't think of anything but only the jinx. Rin can't do anything except pray hard to herself.

Nanami smiled upon realizing how easy it was to break free from these restraints. It was too easy for her when her power suddenly surges up and overpowers Walker's bind.

"I keep wondering why you can't move. This twisted-minded old man does have some tricks on his sleeve to ensure his safety," said Nanami. Her hand and leg easily lift off the wooden plank, slowly step down and walk toward Markcheal.

Markcheal seems too surprised by witnessing Cynthia break off from the bind suddenly. His hand was trembling and had a bite on his tongue upon disbelief at what he had seen. Nanami stood right in front of him and didn't show any abnormality except her eyes were sparkling with a reddish marble pupil.

"Who are you exactly?" Markcheal asked. His voice shook, followed by his body's fear of the killing intent flow from Cynthia's body.

"I see you enjoy your time with my sister, old geezer. You don't mind if I'm tag along, right?" said Nanami, the alter ego of Cynthia. Her voice is in a lower pitch and hoarser than Cynthia's.

"You—You are not her! Who—Who are you?!!"

"Shush. Please don't give me that bored look. You know better than anyone, lord of demon tribe," Nanami whispered to Markcheal ear.

He was diverting his attention from fear suppressed by Nanami. Markcheal decided to give himself another push, another lie that may seem to be a hope for him to escape from this madness before it turned death upon him.

"My child. The demon inside this innocent young girl still resists cooperating with us. Shall we pray to our savior, let our voice reach our lord, save this girl from her domination, and get rid of this wicked creature…."

Markcheal limb cut off like his word. He was not even aware when Nanami had a chance to draw out an invisible aura, cut right through both his stem, and paralyze his sense in that instance. It was sickening yet boring to Nanami when she lost interest in following this play. So, she changed her mind and decided to end this before other parties began to interrupt her fun.

"On the other thought, it looks like I had enough of your gibberish word to these puny humans. It is time for you to return to your special place, HELL!!"