Somewhere on a quiet place hidden by clouds and mists, a strange blurred image of a person stopped in its tracks.

“This undiluted energy…” it mumbled.

***

Within a garden filled with fairies and flowers, a group of women sitting around a tea table went quiet for a moment.

“That thing is still alive?” one women mumbled.

“That abhorrent shouldn’t exist right now!” another women screamed.

“Calm down, we may be getting ahead of ourselves” the third women said.

“…” the fourth women at the table shook instead.

***

In the darkest pits of hell, a being filled with darkness with two black wings on its back opened its eyes.

“Kwuahaha!” a laughter echoed within the room.

“Yes! YES! YES!! Roar! Kill! Slaughter! Destroy! I WILL BE WAITING!!” it roared to itself.

***

Somewhere within the corner of the world, a women wearing a plain white dress, long and blonde curling hair, and skin white as snow, she stood and looked towards the other side of the world with an ethereal aura surrounding her.

“Why are you…” she pondered.

“You mustn’t…” she mumbled afterwards.

Like a wisp of smoke, she disappeared from her location with the winds.

***

Within the forest where a cabin stood alone, a young man walked out of the cabin with a crumbled paper in his hand. Looking towards the direction of the barrier, the young man blended in with the shadows of night. The black dog was already gone from its original spot. All the bloods surrounding the cabin were no longer there. It was as if the battle that happened at the cabin never occurred.

***

The Pastor holding onto the Light-Bearing Sword was momentarily stunned by the roar. The Dark Spectral Hound had already ran the moment it heard the roar. The danger it sensed at the time was over the limit that the Dark Spectral Hound can handle.

*Wiiinnnggg* a bright light flew across the night forest.

“Awoooooo!!!” a wailing howl was heard from faraway.

“Return!” the Pastor commanded.

*Swoosh* the sword returned to the Pastor’s hands. Coated in black blood, the blood sizzled away like evaporating liquid.

Turning to look at the mercenaries, the Pastor sheathed the sword.

“Make sure no one is alive, since we’ve started it early, we’ll have to make do” the Pastor said.

Each mercenary stabbed the warriors once again to make sure they are really dead.

“Follow me, we’re heading to the Demon’s territory, I can sense an unusual power overflowing there” The Pastor commanded.

With a flap, the white wings on the Pastor’s back spread open and he took off into the skies. The mercenaries followed directly behind him on land. Since the warriors are all dead, they don’t have to hide their strengths anymore.

“With this, the Bishop will have to explain himself to the people” the Pastor mumbled.

“I will become the advocator to dethrone you” a smile appeared on the Pastor’s face.

***

Running through the forest, the young man maneuvered around the trees swiftly like a rabbit. The forest blurring as he ran past the bushes and trees. Following his trail, the forest started to wither away. The leaves turning from a grass green color to a mud brown shade. The trees shrinking in size, becoming as fickle as bones. The ground dyed from a brown to a pitch black color.

Emitting the aura of a pitch black darkness, the young man arrived at the Demon’s territorial barrier. Without stopping, the young man walked right through the barrier.

*Crack* *Crash* the barrier broke down instantly as if it was just an extremely thin glass wall.

The barrier which the Demon’s built to cover their homeland has just been destroy like that. All Demons felt the barrier break the moment it happened.

In front on the young man, a wide area of plain and grassland appeared before him. It’s almost as if the world past the forest was a completely new place. It was a large contrast to those legend which speaks of the Demon’s land to be a fiery red hell.

“I didn’t expect that quick of a reaction when I just got back” a large Demon appeared before the young man.

“Just got back?” the young man questioned.

“Ah, right, right...I just came back from exploring the forest, found a pretty neat cabin by the way” the Demon smiled and said.

From that one remark, the young man’s aura of darkness intensified.

“That’s…some pretty looking stuff you got going on” the Demon praised.

“My name is Dux Imatin, General of the 1st Squadron Demon Army. I command everyone within the limits of this border” Demon Dux introduced himself.

“And you are?” Dux asked.

“…”

“Yseif…” Yseif replied.

“Where is the girl from the cabin?” Yseif questioned with a dark frown.

“Hm, ah, that girl, she’s probably being thrown somewhere to be sold as a slave” Dux grinned.

*Swoosh*

The intensity of Yseif’s aura intensified once again. Yseif was like a closed bottle. The pressure of the bottle was built up but can’t be release because of the cap. The withering of the trees, grass, and even the rocks can now be seen clearly.

“If you ca—“

*Kaboom* before Dux can finish his words, Yseif has already slammed his head onto the ground. The ground shattered, looking like broken cobwebs.

“I’ve no time to play with you” Yseif said in a deep voice.

“That’s more like it!” Dux laughed and complimented under Yseif’s hand.

“That way it’ll be fun!” Dux excitedly proclaimed.

With that, Dux release his own Demon aura, blowing Yseif away 15 meters into the air.

***

A little girl woke up to a different view of the ceiling. There was no food aroma waffling in the air. There was no sunlight brightening up her morning. There was only darkness.

“Pa? Pa?” the small girl asked within the darkness.

“Sana is sceer Pa” holding her tears in, the small girl said in a low voice.

“Sana will be guud gurl Pa” she said feeling like she did something wrong.

“Pa, weer are yuu” the small girl asked again towards the darkness.

*Step* Step* *Step* footsteps ringed out from the darkness.