Opportunity

The sun sank beneath the horizon, but the once-glorious twilight had long since faded. The sky was now a murky shade of red, thick with clouds of ash that smothered the planet like a funeral shroud.

The wind howled like the mournful wail of Earth itself, carrying away the last remnants of civilization.

Above, the demon horde soared in endless waves, an unbroken tide of darkness blotting out the heavens.

Despair settled upon humanity like an iron shackle.

High above, the Demon King looked down upon the last survivors of mankind with arrogant amusement. As he conjured yet more demons into existence, his voice echoed through the desolation:

"Humans, do you now despair before my power?"

Nora raised his battered body, his eyes burning with defiance. Blood dripped from his wounds as he staggered forward, his voice a furious roar:

"You bastard! Why? Why have you condemned humanity to annihilation?"