The Demon Lord

The fight went on and on for a long time. To the demon lord, it seemed he was holding the upper hand. After all, no ant in this world could overpower him, right?

Of course, he didn't take out the prop cards he had collected. After all, he needed to show off his own strength and fight against these people with his own brute force.

He was capable of fighting with his muscles, and he was even given the benefit of controlling all the elements in the world and creating any kind of weapon. Since his own power was limitless, why would he need puny prop cards of an unknown origin?

In his heart, he was way more powerful than those small cards.

So he erected an earth wall whenever he wanted and played with a sword made out of air alone to fight against these ants. He had never felt happy before.