The King of Destruction

Ken found himself wandering in the eerie darkness of his domain. The obscurity seemed never-ending, and he had no idea where he was headed. The sensation of being lost in the void began to gnaw at him. In his unease, he decided to summon a small explosion, creating a brief burst of light to illuminate his surroundings.

**Ken:** (Muttering to himself) What's going on here? This place gives me the creeps.

As the fiery flash pierced the gloom, Ken's eyes widened with shock and disbelief. Before him lay a scene of death and decay. It wasn't just any death; these bodies appeared aged, withered, and eerily preserved. Strangely, there was no foul odor or sign of decomposition, leaving Ken perplexed.

**Ken:** (Amazed and horrified) How are these bodies still intact? It doesn't make any sense!

Amid the lifeless figures, his gaze was drawn to a colossal and ornate royal coffin, adorned with intricate designs and cryptic markings. The inscription on the coffin sent a shiver down his spine: "Here remains the King of Destruction, the knight made for destruction."

**Ken:** (Whispering) The King of Destruction? What is this place?

Before Ken could react, the coffin suddenly exploded in a cloud of dark energy. From within the billowing darkness emerged an imposing and formidable figure—the very King of Destruction himself. Ken felt an overwhelming surge of bloodlust emanating from this ominous presence.

**King of Destruction:** (Voice dripping with malevolence) You dare to disturb my slumber, little one?

Without a moment to spare, Ken instinctively activated his Animal Instincts, allowing his senses to sharpen to their fullest potential. He also entered his explosion mode, a transformation that turned his skin an eerie pale white and intensified the demonic crimson hue of his eyes. Prepared for whatever challenge lay ahead, he steeled himself for a formidable battle against the King of Destruction.

The King of Destruction, a formidable and sinister figure, loomed ominously over Ken. His presence was suffocating, and the malevolence in his eyes was chilling. The very air seemed to thicken with darkness as he prepared to unleash his power upon Ken.

With a burst of speed and a deafening roar, the King of Destruction lunged at Ken, his movements swift and predatory. Ken barely had time to react, and their clash was fierce and relentless. Explosions erupted, and the sound of metal on metal reverberated through the dark domain as Ken fought to hold his ground.

**Ken:** (Gritting his teeth) This guy is no joke! But I won't back down!

Despite Ken's best efforts, the King of Destruction's attacks were overwhelming. His strikes were precise, and each blow sent shockwaves of pain through Ken's body. He was pushed back, his aura of white-hot explosions struggling against the encroaching darkness.

**King of Destruction:** (Mocking laughter) Is this the extent of your power, little one? You are nothing compared to me.

Ken could feel the odds stacked against him, but he refused to yield. He activated his Animal Instincts once more, tapping into his primal instincts to enhance his combat abilities. His movements became more fluid and agile as he desperately tried to keep up with his formidable opponent.

The battle raged on, a clash of titans within the confines of the dark domain. Explosions lit up the surroundings as Ken unleashed his fiery arsenal, but the King of Destruction proved to be a relentless adversary. The struggle continued, and Ken fought on, determined to prove his strength against this formidable foe.

**Ken:** (Breathing heavily) I won't give up... I can't give up! I have to find answers... for Toshinori !

The battle was far from over, and Ken was locked in a fierce struggle against the King of Destruction, his resolve unwavering.

The battle had escalated to a fever pitch, and both combatants were pushed to their limits. Ken, his body battered and bloody, gathered the last reserves of his strength for one final, desperate attack. With a deafening explosion, he unleashed a torrent of explosive power that engulfed the area and struck the King of Destruction with overwhelming force.

**Ken:** (Roaring with determination) This is it!

The blast was blinding, and for a moment, it seemed as though Ken had gained the upper hand. The King of Destruction was sent hurtling backward, his dark aura wavering as he struggled to maintain his composure. Ken's attack had caught him off guard, and it was a testament to Ken's unwavering resolve.

However, to Ken's shock, the King of Destruction was not defeated. As the smoke and debris cleared, the sinister figure stood tall, his expression unreadable. He looked at Ken with an eerie calmness, seemingly unharmed by the devastating attack.

**King of Destruction:** (Silent, ominous) Impressive... but not enough.

Ken's heart sank as he realized that he had used up nearly all of his energy in that final, desperate gambit. He was now vulnerable and fatigued, while the King of Destruction remained an enigmatic and formidable adversary.

**Ken:** (Breathing heavily, voice strained) What... What are you?

The King of Destruction offered no answer, only a chilling silence that hung in the air.The King of Destruction's words echoed in Ken's ears as he watched the enigmatic figure slowly fade away. His departure was as cryptic as his arrival, leaving Ken with more questions than answers.

**King of Destruction:** (Mysterious) So, you are the chosen one for the Mark of Destruction.

As the King of Destruction began to vanish, a strange, otherworldly aura surrounded Ken, enveloping him in an unsettling shroud. Ken's vision blurred, and he felt an excruciating pain surging through his entire body. It was an agony unlike anything he had ever experienced.

**Ken:** (Grimacing in pain, voice trembling) What... What's happening to me?

The pain intensified, and Ken's body contorted with each passing moment. It was unbearable, and he clenched his fists in a futile attempt to endure it. Just as he thought he couldn't take any more, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

In the stillness of the domain, Ken's inert form lay on the ground, the mysterious markings on his shoulder and chest glowing ominously. The encounter with the King of Destruction had left an indelible mark, and Ken was now confronted with an enigma that would shape his destiny.

As Ken slowly regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the ground, surrounded by the eerie remnants of his explosive battle with the King of Destruction. His body ached, but something felt different.

Ken propped himself up, his vision clearing. He glanced down at his chest and shoulder, where the strange markings had appeared during his encounter with the enigmatic foe. The symbols were still there, glowing faintly, but they had taken a different pattern compared to those of Toshinori and Banari.

**Ken:** (Thoughtful, examining the markings) What... is this?

He couldn't help but ponder the King of Destruction's cryptic words. The mention of the "Mark of Destruction" lingered in his mind, raising more questions than answers. Why had the King of Destruction singled him out? And what did it mean to be the chosen one for such a mark?

With newfound determination, Ken knew that his journey had taken an unexpected turn, and he was determined to find the truth behind these mysterious marks and the role they played in his destiny. As the mysterious gate began to open before him, Ken's curiosity and determination drove him forward. He knew that this gate held the next step in his journey, and he couldn't afford to hesitate. With one last glance back at the remnants of his battle with the King of Destruction, he stepped through the portal and into the unknown, ready to face whatever challenges and revelations awaited him on the other side.