Jin staggered as he entered the cave, his heart pounding violently. The air was thick with the stench of blood and death. His vision darted around—bodies, broken weapons, and pools of crimson. His team… his family… they were gone.
And then, his eyes fell on Lia.
She was paralyzed in fear, trembling, tears streaming down her face. Her dress was soaked—she had lost control of herself in sheer terror. A pitiful sound escaped her lips, a desperate sob.
Laplace loomed over her, a twisted smile carving his monstrous face. He raised his clawed hand, dripping with the blood of her friends, and reached toward her like a puppeteer playing with a fragile doll.
Jin's body screamed in agony. He tried to move, but suddenly—
SHLACK!
Black, writhing tentacles burst from the walls, wrapping around him.
Jin gritted his teeth. He tried to summon his strength, but—Unbearable, searing pain shot through his body. His power was being drained. The tentacles squeezed tighter, breaking his ribs, crushing his muscles. Then, with a sickening crack—
"Gaaahhh!!"
The tentacles crushed his arms, snapping bones like twigs. His legs—twisted and shattered. Jin let out a guttural scream, his voice echoing through the cavern. His abyssal energy was being devoured by Laplace's power, leaving him like a fly caught in a spider's web.
He couldn't heal. He couldn't fight. He couldn't do anything.
Jin's mind spiraled into pure, utter helplessness.
"Ahh, how pathetic." Laplace's voice slithered into his ears like poison. "The mighty Jin Shang. Supreme Commander. Savior of Humanity. And yet… you're watching your woman die before your eyes."
Jin struggled but couldn't move. Suddenly the ceiling of the cave snapped upward. Laplace stood at the mouth of the cave, looking down on him with amusement.
The abomination stepped outside. The troops had arrived. Airships hovered over the island, weapons locked on their monstrous target.
Laplace exhaled. A single breath.
And in the next second—
The sky was torn apart.
A massive shockwave erupted from his body, sending the airships spiraling out of control. The entire battlefield shook violently as Laplace extended a single hand toward the forces that had come to stop him.
Then—
Boom.
Without even moving from his position, Laplace obliterated the entire fleet. Soldiers were incinerated. Metal rained from the sky as the airships exploded one by one. The entire assault force that had come to stop this nightmare was erased in an instant.
Jin's vision blurred with horror. He could do nothing but watch.
And then—
Laplace turned back to the cave.
His red, gleaming eyes fell on Lia.
Jin's mind went blank.
Laplace leaned down toward Lia, his face inches from hers. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to crawl away, but her body refused to move.
"So fragile. So weak. It's amusing, isn't it?" He caressed her tear-streaked face, making her whimper. "Fear is such a delicious thing."
Lia let out a strangled sob, too terrified to scream.
Jin's eyes widened as Laplace's clawed fingers closed around her throat.
"No.
NO.
NO. NO. NO.
Hey Stop it. You have a problem with me not her. So let her go. If you do anything with her I'LL KILL YOU!!!" Jin's roar shook the cave walls. His abyssal energy erupted, struggling against the tentacles.
Laplace laughed. He wanted to savor this moment. To crush Jin's soul. "You? You're nothing but a broken warrior now." He tightened his grip on Lia's throat, making her gasp for air.
"Watch, Jin Shang. Watch as the woman you love dies."
Jin's heart shattered.
He was powerless. He couldn't protect her. He couldn't save anyone. He—
Suddenly, a black light exploded from his chest.
The ground quaked. The cave trembled.
The Abyss itself answered his call.
Abyssal Breakdown—
Jin's body transformed. His skin cracked, revealing a cosmic black void pulsing with abyssal destruction. His eyes—black suns burning with infinite wrath.
The tentacles disintegrated instantly.
Laplace took a step back. For the first time, he felt something.
Fear.
Jin vanished.
And then—
BOOOOOM!!
A fist shattered Laplace's ribs, launching him through the cave wall, sending him crashing into the ocean. The entire island trembled from the force.
Laplace gasped. Blood spilled from his mouth.
Jin appeared above him.
His abyssal aura covered the sky, turning the ocean into a churning vortex of destruction.
Jin's voice was no longer human. It was abyss itself.
"You think fear is delicious?" His words were razor-sharp. "Then let me feed you your own terror."
Laplace roared and attacked.
But Jin was faster.
He grabbed Laplace's wrist and tore it off.
Laplace screamed. He regenerated instantly—but Jin was already upon him.
CRACK! Jin's knee buried into his stomach, folding Laplace in half.
BOOM! A kick sent him spiraling through the ocean.
Laplace tried to flee—
Jin teleported above him.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Laplace barely had time to react before Jin's claws tore through his chest.
The abomination screamed.
Jin grabbed his face—
—AND SLAMMED HIM INTO THE OCEAN FLOOR.
The entire island split in half. The ocean parted. The sky cracked.
Laplace, the monster who had terrorized the world, slaughtered Jin's friends, tormented his wife—
Was now being annihilated.
Laplace screeched in panic, trying to regenerate—
"NO, YOU DON'T."
Jin ripped Laplace's wings from his back.
Then—
BOOM!
Jin's abyssal fist shattered his jaw.
But he didn't stop
A kick crushed his ribs. Now Laplace was begging to Jin for spare his life but it didn't work on him. Fist after fist after fist—until Laplace was nothing but a bloody, mangled mess.
Jin grabbed him by the throat.
Laplace coughed out black blood, his once terrifying aura flickering. His eyes were shaking.
"…Wait. Please…"
Jin tightened his grip.
Laplace gasped.
Jin's abyssal eyes bored into his very soul.
"This is for my friends." He twisted Laplace's neck—
"For the innocent you slaughtered." He raised his other hand.
"For Lia." A blade of abyssal energy formed.
Laplace's eyes widened in horror. "…NO, WAIT—"
SLASH!!!
The abyssal blade sliced through Laplace's throat.
His head rolled into the ocean.
His body crumbled into dust.
Laplace—the horror of Sadan Island—was gone.
Jin staggered. The abyssal energy faded.
His body was drained, broken. But he didn't care.
He ran toward the cave.
Lia was still there. Unconscious.
Jin collapsed beside her. He reached out, brushing the blood from her face.
His vision blurred. His body gave in.
Darkness took him.