Opening scene: A colossal throne in a dark dimension. Tyrus stands, cloaked in shifting shadows. His eyes glow with ruin.]
Tyrus (voice like thunder, echoing across his army):— The time has come...My loyal subjects...Unleash despair.
[Suddenly — a deep silence falls over the world.]
[Cut to: Hero City – bustling, peaceful, radiant. Children laugh, heroes train, life moves.]
Then—CRACK.The sky rips apart.
[Thousands — no, millions — of portals of pure darkness tear open above the city. From them descend monstrous legions. Twisted beasts, winged demons, titans of shadow. The sky is drowned in black.]
[Screams erupt. Explosions rock the streets. Buildings fall like toys. The peace is over.]
[Cut to: One of the dark portals. A massive figure steps through.]
**He is enormous — clad in jagged black armor, horns curling around a cracked skull-like helm. His presence alone warps the air around him.]This is Zaragon — one of Tyrus' Four Grand Marshals.
Zaragon (voice like a growl of a dying world):— Where... is the vessel... of our Master?
[He turns. His eyes land on a child — shivering, crying in fear.]Zaragon lifts his blade, pointing it at the child's throat.]
Zaragon:— Could it be... you?
[Suddenly—]
Kelvin (off-screen, sarcastic):— Yo. That your idea of a "vessel", asshole?
[Zaragon turns. Kelvin stands, cloak torn, blades of shadow humming around his arms. His aura flares, sharp and defiant.]
Zaragon (grinning behind his mask):— Hah... so I am in the presence of the one.The Vessel of Chaos... is you.
Kelvin (cracking his neck):— Oh yeah?Then come find out, you overgrown trashcan.
[They clash.]
[Battle – Kelvin vs Zaragon]
Kelvin moves with incredible speed — shadows bending like blades, seals exploding mid-air. He slices and weaves, fighting with precision.
Zaragon, however, is a monster. Each strike of his blade creates shockwaves. Each roar summons dark lightning. Slowly, Kelvin is overwhelmed.
[Zaragon grabs him by the neck, lifting him like a doll.]
Zaragon (cold):— Pathetic.The vessel... is weak.
[Suddenly — the grip tightens.]Zaragon looks at his arm.Kelvin is gone.
In his place... is Ray Stormbreak.Standing. Calm. Deadly.
Ray (quiet, voice like an approaching storm):— "Cursed"... you lot like to call me that.
[Ray cracks his knuckles. Thunder ripples in the sky above.]
Ray (grinning faintly):— You know how many of those bastards survived?
[He leans in slightly, eyes flashing like lightning.]
Ray:— Zero.
[Zaragon's smile fades. Thunder rumbles. Fade to black.]
[End of Chapter 33]