Monday, October 20, 2025
Sakamiya University
Main Parking Lot
12:38 PM
Kanna quickly flew backward, shouting,
"HARUTO-KUN! NOW..!"
Already within striking distance, Haruto raised his left hand toward Morthamraga, who was still suspended in the air from Kanna's uppercut kick, his palm wide open.
With a powerful voice, Haruto unleashed the words of his Transcend Super Skill:
"Madoushin..!"
"FATAL REQUIEM..!!"
From his left hand, a glowing purple aura burst forth—coalescing into radiant, basketball-sized orbs of violet energy, one after another. Each orb immediately shot toward the airborne Morthamraga.
One by one, the orbs positioned themselves around the monster.
A total of six glowing orbs now surrounded Morthamraga in midair, each about ten meters away from its body. Pulses of crackling electricity danced around them.
"HOLD..!"
Haruto commanded, lifting his left hand slightly upward, his palm still open.
BUUFFFTTT..!
The command triggered a gravitational pulse from all orbs, began pulling against one another, forming a circular gravitational field of crushing density that locked Morthamraga in place, suspended in midair.
As Haruto lifted his left hand again higher, the orbs rose with it, lifting Morthamraga even further into the air. The monster now hung suspended twenty meters above the ground, completely immobilized. It couldn't move—not even its four massive tentacles, which were pulled taut toward the orbs, stretching helplessly toward the orbs that now resembled six miniature black holes.
Haruto released his grip on his scythe. The weapon hovered beside him like a sentient blade awaiting its master's command.
He raised his right hand in front of his chest, palm inward, fingers curled—except for the index and middle fingers, extended straight upward and pressed tightly together, forming a sharp, blade-like gesture.
The Execution Gesture—a symbol not just of focus, but of total dominance.
From his wrist to his fingertips, translucent purple aura flowed outward like spiritual fire. The aura rippled across the air and surged into his scythe, enveloping the blade in crackling, ominous dark violet power.
With a voice that echoed like a divine decree, he declared:
"YOU'LL BE PUNISHED..!"
Maintaining the gesture, he thrust his right hand forward. The scythe responded instantly—launched toward Morthamraga as if yanked by an invisible thread and..
VHHOOMMM..
KRRSSSHHH..!
(1 hits) [1245 damage]
The scythe sliced through the air, carving into the Chaos Beast's center mass with a perfect arc—creating a massive gash that split open its midsection.
"Zhrakgh..!" Morthamraga screeched in agony and shock, never anticipating such an attack.
But Haruto wasn't done.
Not even close..
VHHHOOMMM..! KKRRAASSHHH..!
VHHHOOMMM..! KKRREESSSHH..!
VHHHOOMMM..! CRROOSSSHHH..!
VHHHOOMMM..! CRREEAASSHH..!
(8 hits) [8328 damage]
Haruto didn't move from his spot.
With only a flick of his wrist and a change in hand position, Haruto directed the scythe, remote-controlling the assault like a conductor leading a symphony of destruction.
The Scythe became a divine blade of judgment—slashing and hacking through Morthamraga's massive body from every direction: diagonal, horizontal, vertical, and other unpredictable angles. Haruto showed no mercy.
The sound of each scythe's swing echoed through the sky. Deep, distorted hums of compressed space and bending gravity, chilling everyone who heard them.
Morthamraga was cleaved repeatedly, shredded like soft meat under a sacred butcher's blade. The weapon landed nine slashes in total—turning Morthamraga's massive form into a fragmented, floating display of gore.
Suspended in the air by the gravity orbs, every piece and the shattered remains of its body remained floating with all its green blood. All of it being held immobilized in place, forming a gruesome, yet awe-mesmerizing sight.
"GZZRAAAAARRGH..!!" the monster shrieked, unable to believe a human could reduce it to this state.
Still, It couldn't move. It couldn't escape!
After fulfilling its brutal purpose, the scythe flew away from Morthamraga, returning back to Haruto…
He caught it smoothly with his right hand, while his left still pointed toward the shattered body of the monster, palm kept open.
With a voice that echoed like a divine decree, Haruto shouted with fierce conviction:
"This is for every innocent life you and your minions have taken today. For every civilian, police officer, and soldier who gave their lives for Japan… NOW, FEEL THIS..!!"
"CRUSH..!!" His left hand clenched into a firm fist as he shouted the command.
KABOOOOOMMM..!!
(6 Hits) [3427 damage]
(Total 15 Hits) [13,000 damage]
Six violet orbs detonated simultaneously in a shattering symphony. But this wasn't an explosion of flame or heat. There was no burning, no scorched aftermath.
Instead, gravitational implosion force surged inward—crushing Morthamraga's internal organs and shattering its bones. The damage was devastating, dealing massive internal destruction and severe internal bleeding.
The boss monster's body, which was already torn apart in several places, now collapsed further—its insides shattered, its structure wrecked. Haruto's Transcend Super Skill was terrifying in its brutality.
Sliced on the outside. Crushed from within.
The ruin of its body collapsed to the ground with thunderous crash—like a concrete bridge caving in under its own weight. Chunks of the beast scattered across the ruined parking lot.
But Morthamraga was not dead yet. It was dying.
Only its head remained relatively intact.
— — —
Lobby and Hallways
Hundreds of eyes—soldiers, university staff, civilians, influencers, news crews—were all locked onto Haruto. And then the six violet orbs appeared.
A young woman near the glass fell backward in shock, gasping loudly, "Wh-What is that?! Is he… controlling gravity?!"
The reporter from Metro TV, Keiko Honda, froze mid-sentence. Her voice cracked, gripping her mic tightly:
"I… I have no words. He's controlling gravity… he's lifted the monster into the sky… like some divine judge about to pass sentence…"
Nearby, the gaming influencer clearly overwhelmed, gripped his own phone camera with shaking hands:
"We're watching it like an RPG game's cutscene of a Finishing Strike! The REAL LIFE FINISHING STRIKE! I'm shaking so much..!"
And then…
People screamed, gasped, stumbled backwards as the giant beast was shredded midair, hands free. The Scythe moved with terrifying grace, slicing the monster's body open repeatedly in all directions.
"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD..!! HE'S TEARING IT TO PIECES..!!" shouted a young woman, clutching her friend's arm.
A female influencer, just forgot she was still broadcasting. Her mouth hung open. She muttered, "I… I don't even have words. This guy… this guy is turning a goddamn monster into sushi slices.
A soldier outside the lobby watched in stunned disbelief, "He's not even moving. It's like he's remote-controlling that thing just by swinging his hand..!!"
Then came the loud:
KABOOOOOMMMM..!!
The gravitational implosion shook the glass windows and vibrated the walls. Some people fell on their knees. Others shielded their faces, as if expecting the world itself to rupture. No one dared to spoke.
For the first time in their lives, they had witnessed something sacred. It was like seeing a god of judgment walk the earth—and his name was unknown.
A single voice broke the silence.
"FINISH IT..!!"
Another civilian shouted immediately after:
"END IT! DESTROY THAT THING!!"
Then the chants began:
"REAPER! REAPER! REAPER!"
"Execute it!!"
"He is the THE MONSTER EXECUTIONER!!"
"SEND IT TO HELL!"
Reporters struggled to keep up. Aya Shina, voice quivering with raw emotion, shouted into her mic:
"Viewers, this young man has become the Japan's Executioner who delivers divine punishment!"
Keiko Honda, tears forming at the corners of her eyes, spoke:
"We are… witnessing the birth of a living legend."
A college student, face wet with sweat and tears, murmured, "He's not just fighting for Tokyo. He's avenging everyone who died today."
People began calling the young man by new titles:
The Violet Executioner
The Judgment God.
The Monster Reaper
Whatever title they chose, one thing was certain.
They no longer saw him as a mere human.
**
Main Parking Lot
Suddenly, Luna's voice burst through the Madou Comms:
"Morthamraga is critically wounded! He's got just a few percent of his LP left. But he might still try to heal. Haruto—finish him now!!" she shouted,
"Relax, Luna. It can't chant any healing spell anymore." Haruto responded calmly.
Then, he glanced to the side and said gently, "Kanna-chan, your turn."
"Got it, Haruto-kun. Watch me." Kanna replied gently, began to ascend.
"How much LP does he have left anyway, Luna?" Haruto asked curiously as he gazed toward the dying monster writhing on the ground.
"I don't know. My AED can only provide percentage estimates, not exact numbers. Chaos Beast Bosses don't display actual LP values." Luna explained through the comms.
— — —
Tokyo's Skyline
Kanna soared upward—blasting through the clouds like a jet engine. In seconds, she flew higher than any tower and any rooftop building. From up there, she could see all of Tokyo… a vast, breathing city under a gray canopy of clouds.
She looked down.
Below her, the shattered remains of Morthamraga still twitched faintly on the ruined parking lot—barely alive, barely whole.
"Gha… urrgh… haakk..!"
It couldn't speak. Its jaw, crushed by her earlier uppercut, left it unable to chant—doomed to suffer in silence, unable to heal.
And then, she shouted:
"Madoushin..!"
"CRIMSON NOVA..!!"
Her voice echoed through the sky like a celestial decree.
Kanna lifted her left leg into a perfect vertical split. A pillar of fire erupted from her burning boot—rising upward, transforming midair. The flames twisted and condensed—forming a massive sphere of blazing crimson energy.
It grew. And kept growing.
A vortex of roaring wind formed around it. Clouds gathered above it.
It's like the sky itself seemed to hold its breath.
That flaming sphere, about fifty meters in diameter, floated above Tokyo like a second sun. Its colossal red form illuminating the cloudy city, and clearly visible from far away.
— — —
Sakamiya University Main Building
Inside the Conference Room – 2nd Floor
Panic erupted. Chairs fell.
Screens flickered with intensity.
"Has she gone mad?!" roared Vice Marshal Shoji Arakawa, bolting upright.
"A fireball that size could wipe out Tokyo. Everything will be reduced to ashes in seconds! Is this.. the end?!" barked Colonel Hayato, his hands shaking as he stared at the monitor.
Chaos swept the room, except for one figure—Luna.
Her voice cut through the noise, calm but unwavering.
"Stay calm. Trust her. She's not here to destroy us. She's here to save us." even Luna couldn't hide the tension in her voice as her eyes never left the screen.
All eyes turned to Luna at first.
And then, their gaze turned to the calmest person in the room—Kyoka Futaba.
Seated gracefully, she elegantly sipping a cup of tea she had brought with her. She let out a quiet laugh with a sweet smile.
"Ara ara… I told you, didn't I? They can destroy Tokyo whenever they want. And yet… they haven't."
She placed her cup down gently on a table.
"So we wait… and perhaps we should accept our fate with grace, as our lives are in their hands. How lovely you two are~… Haruto and Kanna." As if not afraid of anything, her voice was calm and melodious.
A shiver ran through the room. Their skin crawled.
People stared at her as if she had seen the future.
And perhaps, she had.
— — —
Across Tokyo and Surrounding
On streets, in parks, on balconies, and across the rooftops of Shibuya, Shinjuku, Ikebukuro, and beyond—hundreds of thousands of Tokyo residents raised their heads to witness what seemed like the arrival of the apocalypse.
Kanna, floated just below the massive 50 meters fireball in the sky, silhouetted like a divine warrior about to pass judgment from the heavens.
In Akihabara, a man screamed from atop a department store, eyes wide with terror, "WHAT THE HELL?! IS SHE GOING TO DROP THAT ON THE CITY?!"
A high school teacher out for groceries with his colleagues gasped as the red sphere lit up the cloudy sky.
"Th-That's a god's wrath. If she fires that, Tokyo's done!"
Onlookers at Tokyo Tower stared skyward in open-mouthed horror. One man dropped his drink. A woman fainted.
Crowds watching on big screens in Shibuya Crossing screamed:
"SHE'S GOING TO NUKE THE CITY!!"
"THAT'S A PLANET-BUSTER ATTACK!!"
"SHE'S A DEMON! A FIRE DEMON!!"
"If this was Dragon Ball, that thing could destroy Earth!!"
"Is this the end of the world?!"
People started to panic.
— — —
Inside the Imperial Government Building, Tokyo
In a massive, high-ceilinged room with multiple screens broadcasting the battle, Japan's top officials stood in frozen disbelief.
The Emperor of Japan stood up in disbelief, his usually calm face pale.
The Prime Minister's hands trembled, his eyes locked on the screen showed the colossal fireball above Tokyo.
Cabinet members stood slowly, some backing away from the monitors. Others instinctively braced themselves, sweat dripping down from their temples.
"What… is she doing?"
"If that drops here… we're finished."
"What are these people? Are they really human?"
Still, none could look away.
They were witnessing something that no history book could ever contain.
And deep down, they knew. There was nothing they could do.
They had no choice but to trust.
To place their lives, the city, and the entire nation—into the hands of two strangers they did not know.
All they could do was hope and pray, that these two mysterious young people, whoever they were, still stood for humanity.
— — —
Tokyo Skyline
For a few long seconds, Tokyo fell into absolute silence.
No one spoke. No one even breathed.
Everyone—those watching from rooftops, streets, windows, and through television screens and internet streams—had their eyes locked on the lone girl in the sky.
The entire city held its breath, as if the world itself was bracing for something unfathomable.
Only the howling winds above Tokyo could be heard, circling over her with anxious energy.
Hovering high above the skyline with her body poised in a perfect vertical split, a blazing red orb—fifty meters in diameter—hovered above Kanna's left boot, formed of pure supernatural fire. It radiated like a second sun in the cloudy sky.
Then, her voice thundered down like divine judgment:
"YOU'RE FINISHED..!!"
The sky trembled. Her war cry reverberated like the voice of a fire goddess delivering divine retribution upon a doomed mortal world. Her tone was absolute, merciless.
In one fluid motion, Kanna stepped backward mid-air, ascended slightly higher—surpassing even the fireball itself. Then she twisted her body to the right with a full spinning motion.
She raised and swung her right leg down with overwhelming force. The scene repeated three times from different angles.…
FWWWHOOOOSSHH..!
DUWWAAACCKK..!! (Angle 1)
TWWAAACCKK..!! (Angle 2)
DWWAAACCKK..!! (Angle 3)
With a devastating spinning axe kick from above, Kanna struck the crimson sun with the sole of her blazing boot.
A fiery shockwave rippled outward. The sky cracked with heatless lightning.
The massive fireball surged downward in a steep dive—
WHUUUUSHHH..!
VHEEERRRRHHH..!
It fell like a hell-born meteor, trailing scarlet flames and vortex winds, a burning spear descending upon its prey. The sound of roaring fire echoed through the city like the call of Armageddon.
— — —
Sakamiya University
"KYAAAA..!!"
Without Luna's protective barrier, panic erupted inside the building as the giant fireball hurtled downward.
"IT'S A METEOR! SHE'S DROPPING A DAMN METEOR!!"
"RUN, GET OUT NOW!!"
"She's lost her mind!!"
"She's gonna blow this whole place up!!"
"YOU FLAMING PSYCHO!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
Chaos ensued—civilians, students, and staff scrambled for the exits. Some screamed, others tripped, and many stared in horror as the firestorm descended.
But amidst the panic, a group of calm, composed soldiers stood firm near the entrance. One of them raised his arm, signaling the crowd.
"Calm down! She's not going to destroy us. Look at her—she's in control of it! That woman knows exactly what she's doing!" he shouted.
Another soldier directed people back inside.
"It's not safe outside! Get back! Watch from the windows—it'll be okay!"
People hesitated. Then they looked up—and saw it.
Kanna had returned, floating a few inches above the ground beside Haruto. Her arms stretched upward toward the fireball, palms open. They stood together nearly 50 meters from the main building in the vast parking lot.
The speed of the fireball began to slow. It was no longer falling like a meteor, but descending gracefully under her command.
The panic began to fade.
People stopped running. They turned around. They gathered once more by the glass windows and stared, mouths agape.
"It's... not hot?"
"How is that thing not burning the whole area?"
"The outside of it doesn't radiate heat? That's insane…"
"She's controlling it… she's really controlling something that big…"
Kanna, still floating, maintained complete focus—guiding the descending fireball toward the broken remains of the Chaos Beast.
Her echoed goddess-like voice rang out again, furious and fierce:
"You brought chaos to my campus! … NOW VANISH FROM THIS WORLD..!!"
CCSSSHHHHH..!!
The massive red sphere slammed into the monster's remains—half of its volume buried into the earth, engulfing every dismembered part of Morthamraga's grotesque body.
It wasn't just a heat collision. It was an incineration.
The ground beneath sizzled and crumbled, forming a crater. There was no explosion, no blast. The intense supernatural heat was entirely contained within the orb. Soldiers near the edge felt nothing. The air remained breathable.
But inside that glowing sphere of inferno, the temperature reached several thousands of degrees—unbearable, a divine-level heat generated by the Sacred Madougu itself.
"SSHHRREEAAKKK..!!"
The final scream of Morthamraga echoed from within, twisted and guttural—before it was silenced forever.
Inside the orb, his silhouette crumbled. His form faded into nothing. Piece by piece, every last part of the Chaos Beast dissolved.
Then, with a soft but rumbling hum, the orb slowly disappeared—leaving behind a smoking crater nearly 80 meters wide, as if a god's hammer had struck the earth.
(1 Hit) (15,128 damage)
(Morthamraga Has Been Defeated)
Hundreds of people stood frozen behind the reinforced glass. The monstrous entity that had once terrorized Tokyo… was gone. Erased. Without a trace.
Silence blanketed the world once more. They stared at the crater. At the two figures wreathed in violet and crimson standing and floating near it's edge.
Until one voice—trembling and joyous—broke the silence.
"THEY DID IT..!!"
A wave of screams and cheers exploded from every direction.
Applause, shouting, sobbing, laughter—an eruption of raw emotion filled the university halls like a typhoon.
"IT'S OVER!! THEY WON!!"
"THE BOSS MONSTER IS DEAD!!"
"THOSE TWO JUST SAVED US ALL!!"
A group of students burst into joyful tears:
"That red fireball… it was like Goku's Spirit Bomb finishing off Majin Buu! But this one was kicked down with style!"
"Hell yeah, this was cooler! Did you see that axe kick from midair?!"
Others gasped, stunned:
"They transformed into actual gods. They annihilated the boss monster like it was nothing."
"This feels like watching those cinematic Finishing Strikes in RPG games! With dramatic cutscenes and crazy effects!"
A group of young women stared at Haruto as they pressed themselves against the glass, hearts pounding:
"That guy with the scythe… oh my god, he's so cool…!"
"I'm in love… Violet Reaper-sama, please marry me..!!"
Meanwhile, a group of college guys worshipped Kanna, raised their fists and chanted:
"FIRE GODDESS-SAMA..!!"
"Let us serve you, Crimson Queen!!"
"Command us, and we shall obey!!"
Laughter erupted, followed by chants:
"VIOLET EXECUTIONER!"
"CRIMSON GODDESS!"
"TOKYO HEROES!!"
—
People poured out of the building and ran toward the battlefield, eager to see them—Haruto and Kanna—up close.
But just as the crowd erupted into celebration, running across the parking lot toward the two figures who had just saved Tokyo…
Suddenly…
Both Haruto and Kanna collapsed.
Their glowing forms dimmed. Their divine presence vanished.
Hair colors returned to normal, eye colors faded back to their natural hues. The ethereal markings and supernatural transformations that once made them look like deities—vanished.
Their Transcend Mode had ended.
Their muscles and forms reverted to what they were before the transformation.
And with it… their invincibility vanished.
Their bodies hit the ground hard. Blood reappeared. Old wounds reopened—deep lacerations, broken bones, internal injuries, and organ damage surged back all at once. It was as if time had snapped back, undoing the temporary miracle that kept them alive.
[The Wielder Status: Dying] returned to haunt them once more.
Kanna lost consciousness instantly.
Haruto remained barely awake, eyes half-lidded, unable to move. His scythe and armor vanished into particles of violet light, condensing back into the plain black band around his wrist—his Sacred Madougu reverting to its dormant form.
The same happened to Kanna's.
Their bodies lay motionless, blood seeping out and staining the broken asphalt beneath them.
The crowd halted in shock.
Several soldiers immediately rushed in, trying to form a perimeter and hold back the surging crowd. But the tidal wave of civilians desperate to see the fallen heroes overwhelmed them.
Some managed to break through. They surrounded Haruto and Kanna, their cheers turning into gasps and then to tears.
"No… no, they're hurt! They're bleeding!"
"Why are they like this?! They just saved all of us!"
"Look at them... they're dying..."
"How can heroes look like this?!"
Blood soaked the ground beneath their broken bodies.
Just then—sirens blared.
Several military ambulances raced into the lot, stopping a short distance away. Teams of uniformed medics leapt out with stretchers, shouting commands.
"Clear the way! Move aside!"
"Emergency medical—step back, now!"
"MOVE BACK, MOVE BACK! AWAY FROM THE HEROES!!" a soldier barked, trying to disperse the civilians.
Police reinforcements arrived, setting up barricades and pushing civilians away as the medics reached the duo. Haruto and Kanna were gently lifted onto mobile stretchers.
The medics assessed vitals, administered injections and started the IV lines procedure. When both medics reached to remove the Sacred Madougu bracelets from Haruto's and Kanna's wrists, they won't budge.
"It won't come off. Use the other arm." the lead medic instructed. They placed the IV into their other arms instead, careful not to jostle their injuries.
As the medics prepared to load both of them into separate ambulances…
A voice cut through the scene like lightning:
"WAIT! DON'T TAKE HIM YET! HIS TASK ISN'T OVER!"
Everyone turned.
Luna was sprinting across the ruined pavement, emerging from the university building, eyes locked on Haruto.
The lead medic hesitated, confused and annoyed. "Hey, who the hell are you to g—"
"It's alright," came another voice—deep and commanding.
General Victor, following closely behind Luna, placed a firm hand on the medic's shoulder, "She speaks with my authority. Follow her orders."
Colonel Hayato arrived just seconds later, "Medics, treat her orders as mine. Temporarily, she's in command."
The medics stiffened and saluted, "Understood, General! Yes, Colonel!"
Luna turned to the medical team holding Haruto, "Med team, the girl can go to the hospital now. But take the boy and follow me! He still has something he must do!"
Moments Later — At the Crater
Luna led the procession across the broken terrain. Haruto on a stretcher, flanked by medics, officers, soldiers, and several VIPs from the conference room, including Miyuki Saegusa and the two commanding officers.
They arrived at the edge of the massive crater left behind by the Crimson Nova. Luna scanned the area carefully, then crouched and picked something up from the dirt.
A key.
Roughly ten centimeters long, far larger than any conventional key. Its design was alien—twisted and ancient, with ominous markings that shimmered faintly in the daylight.
She turned to the others and held it up.
"This dropped after Morthamraga vanished. It's the key to close the Void Gate." She pointed toward the rift—still pulsing faintly, bluish-green and stable but very much open.
"I can't use it. Neither can any of you. Only he can."
Her eyes turned to Haruto, barely conscious.
"Why? I don't know. But if he doesn't do this now… the monsters will come back. Do you want that?"
Everyone shook their heads instinctively. No one wanted another wave.
—
They reached the edge of the Void Gate.
Luna leaned in close to Haruto. "Haruto… I'm sorry. But I need you to do this. Just a little longer. Can you still hear me?"
"…Y-Yeah… Luna… what… should.. I do…?" His voice was faint—barely a whisper.
"Hold the key. The moment you're close enough, a translucent board will appear on the right side of the Void Gate. You'll see a keyhole. Insert the key—and turn it left."
Haruto weakly nodded.
The medics rolled his stretcher closer to the right side of the gate. The moment they did, a semi-transparent platform appeared from thin air, embedded with a shimmering keyhole—like technology born of light.
Colonel Hayato moved to assist. He gently raised Haruto's right hand, wrapping his fingers around the strange key.
With trembling hands, Haruto guided it forward… inserted it into the keyhole…
...and turned it left.
CLACK..!
A deep hum resonated from within the heart of the Void Gate.
The wind stirred around them. The energy field began to unravel from the bottom up—like a waterfall reversing itself, folding upward into fine particles. Mist coiled into the sky like disintegrating ash.
And then… silence.
The Void Gate was gone.
Haruto closed his eyes. He finally fainted.
"Haruto!" someone called.
But it was too late. He had lost consciousness completely—his body overwhelmed by blood loss, severe injuries and internal trauma.
"Take him to the hospital, quickly!" Colonel Hayato ordered the medics.
The strange key, however, did not vanish with the gate.
It clinked to the ground beside him.
Luna walked over and picked it up, staring at it curiously.
"Why didn't it disappear with the gate?" she murmured. Her brows furrowed as she examined its dark surface, the intricate etchings still glowing faintly with mystic light.
Does this key… have another purpose?..
Luna lingered there, lost in thought.
Many mysteries remained.
And the war… had only just begun.
—
Meanwhile, Luna's Astral Examiner Device in the conference room beeped.
A notification appeared on its screen:
______________________
New Key Item Acquired!
Void Gate Key #1
______________________
**
Somewhere Else, At The Same Time
Everything was shrouded in darkness. There was no light—only sounds. Several voices echoed from different directions, speaking in a language that was clearly not human. Their tones were unearthly, guttural, and with unnatural rhythm.
(Their language is translated into English after each of their dialogues.)
"Hoohh.. Morthamraga gzav rrukh Shaal xuu.. hhmmnn.." (Hoohh.. So Morthamraga was defeated huh.. hhmmnn..)
A deep, monstrous voice rumbled—slow, thunderous, like stone grinding against stone.
"Vosh thraxh nar, zhox zhaal vrakh zraash Thraxx Xav.." (It's no problem. He was, after all, the weakest among all Chaos Beast Bosses.)
This time, the tone was higher, almost feminine—yet still alien. There was a sense of amusement in her words, as if mocking their fallen kin.
"Thaz vor graxh, Thraxx?" (What comes next, my Lord?)
Another high-pitched voice spoke—but different from the previous one. Younger. Anxious. Almost trembling.
"Vorzh gur xraaz graxh orr, voz nax gzax. Xhraa vroz kruul xuu… zhox nar ghuul rrakh gzhaash.." (We will proceed according to the plan, there is no change. Those two young humans… this might become even more interesting.)
This voice was calmer, deep, but powerful—carrying authority, and a chilling calmness. Like a warlord.
"Vosh krazh, zhax Xav… xhuur grax—Zhol Vroz Narx.." (Do not worry, Because all of this… is only the beginning.)
The deep and authoritative voice echoed again with quiet conviction.
Then, silence fell once more…
— — — — —