TBB 11: Darkness Arrives

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The sounds of the battlefield lie quiet, the air heavy with the scent of smoke and death. The soldiers of Destroyer's army, having arrived too late to stop the carnage, now stand in silent mourning. Among them, Destroyer kneels beside the broken form of Queen Sereia, his heart torn apart by grief and rage. The battlefield is a scene of utter destruction. The bodies of Shinda-Me's victims, countless soldiers from the allied kingdoms, lie strewn across the ground. The sight is one of overwhelming horror, a testament to Shinda-Me's merciless wrath.

Destroyer, known for his formidable presence and unrivaled power, now seems diminished. Tears stream down his face as he cradles the lifeless body of Queen Sereia, her once fierce spirit now extinguished. Her wounds are a testament to the cruelty she endured, and the sight of her broken body shatters his heart. Nearby, a piercing wail cuts through the silence, a sound so heart-wrenching it brings even the most hardened warriors to their knees. The Queen's young daughter, a child of radiant innocence and joy, stands in the arms of Skeleton, one of Destroyer's trusted allies. Her cries of anguish pierce the hearts of those who hear them, a reminder of the terrible price of war.

The little girl's face is a portrait of sorrow, her tears a river of loss. Her mother's warmth and laughter, once her guiding light, are now memories lost to the abyss. The soldiers around her avert their eyes, their own hearts breaking for the innocent child caught in the wake of destruction. A fierce leader and devoted mother, her presence a force of nature. She ruled her kingdom with wisdom and compassion, her heart as vast as the ocean.

 Sereia's laughter as she played with the child in the gardens, her gentle touch as she tucked her in at night. Her love was a constant, an unwavering beacon in their lives. Those memories ignite a fire in Destroyer's soul. The loss of Sereia is not just a personal tragedy but a wound upon the world itself, a loss of grace and strength that leaves a void nothing can fill. Sereia was the only one who had seen Destroyer as her brother…

[Destroyer, I have a dream… that I will play with my Grandchildren and then die peacefully… ~ Sereia]

[Until that dream comes true, I will protect you. ~ Destroyer]

Destroyer's tears dry, replaced by a storm of darkness swirling around him. His aura, once controlled and measured, now pulses with an intensity that shakes the very ground. The soldiers feel its weight, a promise of retribution for the horrors they have witnessed. He turns to Skeleton, his voice a mixture of sorrow and steel. "Take care of her," he says, gesturing to the Queen's daughter. "She is all that remains of Sereia's light."

 Skeleton nods, his own eyes filled with unshed tears. He cradles the child protectively, understanding the gravity of the task entrusted to him.

[Destroyer] – I shall visit him personally.

Without another word, Destroyer strides towards the horizon, where the kingdom of Shinda-Me looms. His steps are measured, each one a promise of vengeance for the lives torn apart. The soldiers follow, their own hearts steeled by the pain of loss and the promise of justice.

The cries of the Queen's daughter echo in his mind, fueling his determination. The path ahead is one of destruction and retribution, a reckoning for the blood spilled and the souls lost. As he marches, Destroyer becomes a force of nature, a storm of darkness and light, ready to bring the wrath of the fallen upon Shinda-Me.

Destroyer's army marches behind him, their spirits rallied by the fire of vengeance burning in their leader's eyes. But as they approach the borders of Shinda-Me's domain, Destroyer halts abruptly, raising a hand to signal his men to stop. His voice, though quiet, carries the weight of authority and finality. "This battle is mine alone," he declares, turning to face his loyal soldiers.

"The darkness I bear is a burden meant only for me to carry. Do not follow me beyond this point."

The soldiers exchange uncertain glances, their loyalty to Destroyer unwavering. But they understand the gravity of his decision, recognizing the need for their leader to confront Shinda-Me as a personal reckoning.

As Destroyer continues on his path, the clouds above darken, their churning depths a reflection of his inner turmoil. Lightning flashes across the sky, illuminating his path in brilliant arcs. The wind rises, howling through the trees, and the very ground seems to tremble beneath his feet. Nature itself seems to rally around Destroyer, the elements lending their strength to his resolve. Each step he takes resonates with purpose, the earth answering his call with every rumble and quake.

The soldiers watch from a distance, their eyes filled with awe and respect. They witness the transformation of their leader into a force of nature, a man embodying the very essence of darkness and vengeance.

The stage is set for the ultimate battle, a confrontation that will echo through history as a tale of vengeance, loss, and the enduring power of hope.

As Destroyer reaches the gates, thousands of soldiers pour out from the kingdom, a tide of bodies ready to defend their master. They charge towards him with fierce determination, their war cries echoing across the battlefield. Destroyer watches them approach, his expression grim. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigar, holding it loosely in his fingers. He pauses, looking up at the turbulent sky above, his voice a whisper carried away by the wind.

[Destroyer] – "Why?" (He asks, a question directed at the heavens.) "Why are you making me so cruel? That I have to destroy thousands of families?"

 Destroyer's Kingdom:

In a distant land, the Heavenly Seven gather, their presence a testament to their legendary status. The room is filled with an air of urgency as Shin, Nury, and Mousumi, the female warrior among them, discuss the dire situation.

"Destroyer has gone to confront Shinda-Me alone," Shin announces, his voice tinged with panic.

Nury shakes his head, disbelief written on his face. "Shinda-Me is a monster. There is a possibility that he can wipe out Destroyer without breaking a sweat."

Mousumi's eyes narrow with concern, her thoughts racing. She knows the threat Shinda-Me poses to her kingdom, and the urgency of the situation weighs heavily on her.

Suddenly, Skeleton, one of Destroyer's most trusted allies, enters the room. "Destroyer said it's time to take down Shinda-Me's rule from your kingdom, Mousumi," he states, his voice steady.

Skeleton continues, his eyes filled with determination. "Yes, I know Shinda-Me is a monster. But my lord, Destroyer, is one man—The Black Demon."

Now, the ultimate plan was, Destroyer attacking Kingdom of Shinda-Me while Heavenly Seven Trio and Skeleton with army will take down the rule of Shinda-Me.

Destroyer, channeling the full force of his dark power, becomes a whirlwind of destruction. His strikes are precise and brutal, each blow shattering bones into sand-like particles. Destroyer, cuts the reproductive organs of all the soldiers by slashing through their guard. Destroyer grins and his crazy laugh can be heard in the Kingdom of Shinda-Me! The battlefield is transformed into a sea of chaos and blood. Destroyer stands at the center, his aura of darkness pulsating with an intensity that defies comprehension. The soldiers fall before him, unable to withstand the power of Black Demon.

The air crackles with energy as Destroyer fights, his eyes filled with a mixture of rage and sorrow. He is a force of nature, an unstoppable tide of darkness and fury. Each swing of his arm, each step he takes, echoes with the promise of vengeance. As the last soldier falls, Destroyer stands amidst the carnage, his eyes fixed on the fortress ahead. He is ready to face Shinda-Me, ready to end the reign of the bloodthirsty tyrant and bring peace to a world plagued by darkness.

The sky above remains dark, a reflection of the storm within Destroyer's heart. But he is not alone. The memories of those he fights for, the promise of a brighter future, guide him forward.

Suddenly, the horizon begins to shift, the darkness giving way to a brilliant red hue. The sky is ablaze with the colors of dawn, the sun rising like a blood-red eye. The light cuts through the shadows, casting long, crimson rays across the battlefield. At the center of this fiery display stands Shinda-Me, the embodiment of the dawn's blood-red aura. He emerges from the fortress, his presence a force of nature unto itself. His silhouette is framed by the rising sun, his aura radiating power and malevolence. Behind him, the gates of the fortress swing open, revealing an army unlike any other. Fifteen lakh soldiers, the combined might of the kingdoms he has conquered. Their armor glints in the red light, a sea of steel and discipline.

 "Destroyer," Shinda-Me says, his voice a smooth, confident baritone that carries across the field. "You've come a long way to die."

Destroyer meets his gaze, his own eyes burning with the promise of vengeance. "I've come to end your reign of terror, Shinda-Me. The blood you've spilled will not be forgotten."

The world holds its breath, every soul aware that the outcome of this battle will reshape history. This day, will said into the history as whole World was praying for the first time that Darkness should win!