The Black Dragon Knight

Rawa had spent the last two days in the sanctuary of Himdom, a tranquil kingdom known for its lush forests and rivers that shimmered like mirrors under the sun. Raksh power had left him weary, and this peaceful place seemed like the perfect retreat to regain his strength. But something gnawed at the back of his mind. Dark dreams had plagued his rest, visions of a power that far surpassed anything he'd ever encountered.

When Rawa finally awoke, his senses were immediately disoriented. The familiar comfort of his bed in Himdom had vanished. Instead, he found himself in a realm of utter blackness, where even the concept of distance seemed irrelevant. His bed was the only thing illuminated, as though a single beam of light from the heavens had chosen to pierce the void for him alone.

His breath hitched in his throat. "Where am I?" the thought echoed inside his head. His pulse raced with an unfamiliar terror as if something far greater than himself was watching from beyond the darkness.

Suddenly, the silence was shattered.

"You are still sleeping," a voice cut through the void. Deep and commanding, it resonated with a power that felt ancient. "I just wanted to meet you."

Rawa froze. Out of the surrounding darkness, a figure emerged. He was cloaked in black, his robe fluttering as though carried by a wind that Rawa could not feel. A mask of obsidian covered his face, hiding every expression beneath it. Yet, it was his presence—the raw, overwhelming magic emanating from him—that made Rawa's very soul shudder.

This person wasn't just powerful. His magic surpassed even Raksh, the Earth's protector, it means he is even stronger than the strongest human. The air itself seemed to bend and twist around this stranger, as though reality itself struggled to contain him.

The figure stepped closer, his eyes—though unseen—burned with intent.

"Let me introduce myself," the figure said, his tone laced with cold amusement. "I am the one whose sealing is about to break."

Rawa's heart sank. He knew of ancient evil sealed away, entity that could undo the world with a mere thought. This stranger... this being...

"You?" Rawa stammered, struggling to form words.

The stranger tilted his head slightly, the mask reflecting nothing but darkness.

"I am the Black Dragon Knight. A demon god."

The words rang in Rawa's mind like the toll of a bell, reverberating with an otherworldly force. A demon god—a being of unfathomable power, a force that legends spoke of only in whispers.

Rawa's body refused to respond. Every fiber of his being was consumed with fear. His heart pounded in his chest as if it sought to escape the impending doom. The magic in the air felt crushing, oppressive, and endless. His mind tried to comprehend the sheer magnitude of what stood before him, but it was impossible. This wasn't just another foe; this was something that could end all things.

Before Rawa could react further, the oppressive force became too much. His vision blurred, his knees buckled, and in a moment of complete surrender, he fell unconscious.

When Rawa awoke again, he was back in the kingdom of Himdom, as though the encounter had been nothing more than a twisted dream. Yet the fear in his heart remained, deeper than before. The Black Dragon Knight, the demon god, was real—and his seal was breaking.

For the first time, Rawa realized the battle he was truly a part of. The protector of the Earth, Raksh, might be powerful, but this... this was something beyond measure. The demon god would not be stopped by conventional means, and Rawa knew that when the time came, that is why he gave Rawa magic power powers beyond any human being.So, Rawa would have to face this terrifying entity.

Rawa is left with more questions than answers as the threat of the Black Dragon Knight looms ever closer. With no time to waste, he must seek out the wisdom of ancient texts and allies who may hold the key to preventing the demon god's awakening,He also know he can not tell about this dream and even he does not know how to contact Raksh, Rawa also knows that Raksh has done everything he had to do. However, not all is as it seems, and dark forces gather in the shadows, waiting for their moment to strike.

The true battle was about to begin.

The fate of the world hinged on it.