After The Battle

" Y-You!!! Who are you? What are you!"

Modar shrieked when he saw the monstrous demon appearing in front of him. He tried to escape, however, the overwhelming pressure from that monster made Modar freeze. Although Modar has seen many terrifying beasts and devils, it was simply on another level.

" This... Impossible... A divinity??!!! No! It's not...possible..."

" Modar... My old friend..."

Modar's soul quivered as the voice of the crimson monster echoed. Modar felt like his soul is going to shatter from the pressure. However, he clenched his teeth as he persisted.

" This voice... So...Familiar..." Modar's heart thumped as he tried to recall. He could feel the strong familiarity from the voice. " No... Wait...."

Modar was alarmed as he gazed at the monster. An eyeball appeared as it opened, staring at Modar's soul.

" What? You have already forgotten your dear friend?" the crimson monster laughed. Modar's face turned ashen as he finally realized.