Death or Dead?

 From the Dark Region, a sudden surge of dark mana surged into the Light Region. Every mage felt the abrupt change in the mana flow as the overwhelming burst emanated from the child in the middle of the street, drawing the attention of nearby knights and mages. They stood in shock, grappling with the impossible reality of two conflicting types of mana existing in the same body.

"Is this the revival of a holy knight or the emergence of a damned demon lord?" one knight wondered aloud.

Confusion rippled through the mages. "Should we attack or hold our ground? Both mana flows are intensifying."

Just then, an even denser wave of dark mana descended upon the young child. "This… this is the mana of the Demon Lord! We must kill him now before it's too late!" one mage shouted urgently.

Suddenly, a brilliant burst of light energy exploded from the sky, enveloping the child and complicating matters further. "What?! Now what is happening? Is it a holy knight's birth or something else?"

Amidst the chaos, a familiar voice resonated from the heavens. "Share your mana with that young boy! If we lose him one more time, it's all over!"

The knights and some mages recognized the voice as their queen, the Light Queen. Yet, they struggled with the grim reality: for a child to endure such pain seemed impossible. The boy's chest began to convulse, and just when it appeared that the chaos might settle, the aura suddenly calmed.

"Thank the gods… that could have gone worse," murmured one mage in relief.

But before they could catch their breath, a flash of energy erupted, killing everyone in the vicinity. The surge of mana alone claimed the lives of 5,000 soldiers. "We need to stop him!" the Light Queen cried out, panic rising in her voice.

In that moment, the hero arrived, wielding a defensive skill with fierce determination. Without hesitation, he pierced the child's body, hoping to end the threat once and for all.

Neo suddenly awoke, convinced it was all a nightmare. But as he felt the intense heat surrounding him, a chilling realization washed over him. He opened his eyes wide. "Is this hell? But why? I didn't wish to be born like this. I never wanted to hurt anyone," he said, his voice tinged with sadness.

Before he could wipe away his tears, a massive chunk of rock plummeted from above, crushing him instantly. However, unbeknownst to him, a human with a demon heart cannot die in the demon realm. He kept regenerating, but the pain was relentless. "It hurts… so much…" he gasped, only to die again from a powerful surge of dark magic. Each time he revived, he faced a new death—again and again, the cycle continued.

With each revival, the agony and stress built a mana flow within him, making him stronger. Yet, this newfound power was fleeting, as he still suffered injuries while gathering mana in his heart. His legs were severed, and his hands were chopped off, only to die once more.

This time, as he regained consciousness, he bolted in panic, desperate to escape. But his luck ran out when he stumbled into a trap set by the demons, leading to yet another death. In that moment, a realization struck him: the only way to survive was to fight back.

Determined, he began to unleash dark magic, recognizing that his human heart was ineffective in the demon realm. "Hahaha! Finally, I win! Die, all of you!" Neo laughed maniacally, the rush of power fueling his triumph.

But as the dark magic coursed through him, he realized too late the cost of his actions. His hand and heart shattered under the strain, the sheer force of mana erupting from a child's body proving too much to bear..... once again Death