Reikar The Brother of..WHO!?

"The Arrival of the Demi-Gods – A Billion-Year Event"

The sky split apart.

A golden light bathed the battlefield.

Then—

BOOM!

The ground trembled.

The air froze.

A pressure unlike anything ever felt crushed down on the warriors of Ascending Muendo.

Every soldier, every elite, even AB08 and AB18—

Froze.

Numb.

Because standing before them…

Descending from the heavens…

Were the Demi-Gods of Ascending Hatoshi.

The weakest of Stage 2.

But even their weakest was stronger than AB18 himself.

This…

This only happened once every billion years.

And now—

It was happening right before their eyes.

The entire army fell silent.

No one dared to breathe.

Then—

One of the Demi-Gods spoke.

His voice was calm, yet filled with undeniable power.

"So... This is the one?"

His piercing gaze landed on Reikar.

And for the first time since his rise—

Reikar felt… small.

"Reikar's Bloodline – A Shocking Revelation"

For the first time in his life—

Reikar felt fear.

His body was frozen.

His heart pounded like a war drum.

AB18 and AB08—two of the strongest warriors in Ascending Muendo—were already on their knees.

The entire army had bowed.

But Reikar?

He stood there, trembling.

Not out of pride.

Not out of arrogance.

But because his entire world had just changed.

Then—

The Demi-Gods of Ascending Hatoshi spoke.

And what they said shook the heavens.

"Reikar… you are the brother of RQ70."

A silence so deep followed that even the wind dared not move.

RQ70.

The coldest.

The strongest.

The undisputed commander of Stage 2.

Even AB18—who ruled this world—was nothing compared to him.

And Reikar… was his brother?

Gasps filled the air.

Some warriors dropped their weapons.

Some stumbled back in disbelief.

Even the Chaotic Elite, who once mocked him, now stood speechless.

Then, one of the Demi-Gods stepped forward.

In his hands—

A letter.

The moment he pulled it out, the golden paper shined like the sun.

"This is from RQ70 himself."

The Demi-God unfolded it and began reading aloud.

---

"Reikar.

Don't get cocky just because you're my brother.

Remember—I'm cold-hearted.

I don't even care if you die.

But…

I want you in Stage 2.

Get strong.

Show me your worth.

Or die trying."

---

The letter closed.

The weight of the words crushed the battlefield.

No one moved.

No one spoke.

Then—

Reikar clenched his fists.

His terror turned into fire.

His fear became determination.

He lifted his head.

His golden eyes burned.

And he uttered only one sentence—

"Then I'll show him."

"AB18's Secret – The Truth Revealed"

AB08's eyes widened in shock.

His body stiffened, his mind racing.

Reikar… the brother of RQ70?!

It didn't make sense.

It shouldn't be possible.

Yet—the Demi-Gods had spoken.

But then—

AB08 turned to AB18.

And what he saw made his blood run cold.

AB18 wasn't surprised.

He wasn't shocked.

He wasn't even moved.

Instead—

He stood there, arms crossed, a knowing smirk on his face.

Because he knew.

He always knew.

AB08 took a step forward.

"You… knew?"

AB18 let out a small chuckle.

"Of course."

AB08 gritted his teeth. "And you didn't tell anyone?"

AB18's smirk grew.

"Tell who, exactly? You? The others? The same people who mocked and doubted him?"

He shook his head.

"Reikar's fate was never meant to be decided by words.

It was meant to be decided by strength."

AB08 clenched his fists.

But deep down—he understood.

Reikar had earned his place.

And now, the entire universe would know…

He was meant for something greater.

"Reikar vs. Wrath – A Battle of Fate"

The Demi-Gods vanished into the heavens.

Silence followed.

But the battlefield was far from calm.

The warriors of Ascending Muendo stood frozen—some in admiration, some in pure jealousy.

Reikar… the brother of RQ70?

It was too much to process.

Then—

A slow, deep chuckle echoed.

A presence so dark and suffocating that even the elite soldiers shivered.

A voice, filled with venom, finally spoke:

"I'd love to kill the brother of the Stage 2 Commander."

The voice belonged to one man—

Wrath.

The strongest of the Chaotic Elite.

A man who feared nothing.

A warrior who had never once been defeated.

He stepped forward, cracking his knuckles.

His blood-red aura pulsed like a living beast.

And with a twisted grin, he pointed at Reikar.

"I challenge you, Reikar."

The crowd gasped.

A challenge from Wrath… was a death sentence.

But Reikar?

He didn't flinch.

He didn't hesitate.

He didn't even blink.

Instead—

A slow, terrifying smile spread across his face.

And with burning determination in his eyes, he uttered the words—

"I accept."

"The Clash of Legends – Reikar vs. Wrath"

BOOM!

The battlefield trembled as Wrath struck first.

His fist tore through the air like a meteor, his sheer power enough to shatter mountains.

But—

Reikar dodged.

Effortlessly.

With a speed no one expected.

Wrath's eyes widened.

This wasn't a mere human.

This was the brother of a Stage 2 commander.

Reikar countered.

His fist landed—Wrath bled.

For the first time.

The crowd gasped.

But Wrath—he didn't fall.

Instead—he laughed.

"You think this is enough?"

The battle raged on.

Minutes. Hours.

Neither man backed down.

Until—

Reikar… began to falter.

His breath grew heavy.

His body screamed in pain.

With his final ounce of strength, he unleashed—

"HASHIMO 100!!!"

A golden ray of destruction erupted from his fists.

The battlefield shattered.

But Wrath—stood tall.

Reikar collapsed.

Defeated.

Or so they thought.

Because then—

He rose.

Bruised. Bloodied. Broken.

But standing.

And with a terrifying, newfound power, he uttered the words:

"RAISEN ASHURA."

A new attack.

A new form.

And with that—

Wrath lost.

Silence.

Then—the entire arena erupted in applause.

Reikar had done the impossible.

He had defeated Wrath.

And now—

He was no longer just the brother of RQ70.

He was Reikar.

And his legend was only beginning.

"The Fall of Wrath – The Rise of Reikar"

AB18 stood motionless.

His hands trembled slightly. His face unreadable.

He had never been shaken before.

But today—

He was.

Because what he had just witnessed defied reason.

The Chaotic Elite, the most ruthless warriors of Ascending Muendo—

They were terrified.

Terrified of the "mere human" who had just crushed Wrath.

Reikar.

A name that now echoed through the halls of power.

A name that rewrote the laws of Ascension.

Wrath's legacy, shattered in hours.

A title that took him nearly a billion years to earn—gone.

Reikar stood where Wrath once stood.

The Strongest of the Averages.

But while the crowd celebrated—

One man did not.

AB08.

He had watched everything. Silently. Unmoving.

Wrath… his favorite soldier.

The one he had personally mentored.

The one he had watched grow.

And now—he was nothing.

His hard-earned title snatched away.

By who?

A beast? A man?

No—

By Reikar.

AB08 clenched his fists.

His eyes darkened.

He couldn't do anything.

Not now.

So, he turned.

And he left the arena.

But everyone knew.

He was furious.

And a furious AB08…

Was a danger to all.

"Betrayal, Death, and a New Order"

Just when peace seemed within reach—

SHADOW.

A towering figure loomed behind Reikar.

A voice, cold as death, whispered:

"Weak."

BOOM!

A devastating blow struck Reikar.

His body flew across the battlefield, crashing into the stone walls.

Blood poured from his wounds.

He was barely alive.

Gasps. Screams.

And then—

The attacker stepped into the light.

AB08.

The same AB08 who had walked away silently.

But he had not accepted Reikar's rise.

He had not forgiven the fall of Wrath.

And he had not forgotten his fury.

He stood there, towering over Reikar's broken body.

Ready to end it.

Until—

AB18 moved.

Faster than anyone had ever seen.

And for the first time ever…

AB18 struck.

One single attack.

One moment.

And then—

AB08 was dead.

The crowd fell silent.

No one dared breathe.

Because AB18 had never killed one of his own.

Until now.

His voice boomed across the battlefield:

"I will NEVER tolerate the strong harming the weak."

AB08's lifeless body fell to the ground.

Everything had changed.

A New Order was declared.

Kaido became the Second in Command.

Kami was named the Strongest Soldier of All.

And Reikar—

He lay unconscious.

Broken.

Bleeding.

Betrayed.

Everyone watched as healers worked on him.

But no one cheered.

No one celebrated.

Instead—

They blamed him.

Blamed him for the chaos.

For Wrath's fall.

For AB08's death.

For everything.

Reikar had risen.

But now—

He was truly alone.

'Wrath's Death—The Turning Point"

Reikar sat in silence.

His mind burned with memories of everything that had happened.

But deep down—

He felt no guilt.

Because he knew.

It wasn't his fault.

He had fought with honor.

He had risen with strength.

And if the world hated him for that…

So be it.

He would not apologize.

As he sat there, finishing his thoughts—

A scream shattered the silence.

"WRATH IS NO MORE! HE'S DEAD!"

The nurse's voice pierced the air.

Everyone froze.

The weight of those words crashed down on them.

Wrath—

The once strongest of the average.

The warrior who had stood against Reikar.

The one who had lost.

Was gone.

Dead.

The arena, the soldiers, even the mighty AB18—

All were silent.

Because Wrath wasn't just a soldier.

He was a symbol.

A warrior who had fought for centuries.

And now, in a single day—

He was no more.

Eyes turned to Reikar.

Not with admiration.

But with hatred.

With blame.

With rage.

And in that moment—

Reikar realized.

This was far from over.

"Reikar's Redemption"

Wrath's burial was silent.

No words were spoken.

Just the weight of grief, anger, and regret hanging in the air.

And then—life moved on.

But not for Reikar.

He trained harder than ever.

Yet no matter how much stronger he got—

The hatred in everyone's eyes never faded.

He could feel it.

Every whisper.

Every glare.

Every moment he spent existing in Ascending Muendo.

And he had enough.

So, he stood before them all.

And spoke.

"I have done nothing wrong."

His voice cut through the crowd.

"I fought with honor. I did not kill Wrath. And yet, you all look at me like I am the villain."

Silence.

"I will not live like this anymore."

He took a deep breath.

And with true sincerity, he said—

"But if my existence pains you all this much, then… I am sorry."

Gasps filled the air.

Reikar—apologizing?

The same Reikar who refused to bow even to demigods?

The same Reikar who fought against fate itself?

He was ready to leave.

He turned his back.

Ready to abandon Ascending Muendo forever.

But before he could take another step—

A hand grabbed his wrist.

Then another.

And another.

No one let him leave.

A single voice broke the silence.

"Stay."

Then another.

"We forgive you."

And then—

The entire crowd erupted.

"You are one of us."

"Stay, Reikar!"

And for the first time—

Since his arrival in Ascending Muendo—

Reikar felt at home.

"Reikar vs. the Unknown Shadow"

The air grew thick with tension.

Reikar stood between the terrified child and the dark figure.

The ground trembled beneath them.

Everyone watched in fear and awe.

The figure smirked.

"Well, you made it easy for me. I don't have to find you now..."

His eyes glowed with pure malice.

"NOW DIE!"

With a deafening roar, the figure lunged at Reikar!

A shockwave shattered the ground beneath them.

Reikar barely dodged, his instincts screaming.

"Who are you?!" he demanded.

The figure laughed.

"You're not worthy of knowing my name yet. Just know this—"

His voice darkened.

"—I am here to end your story before it even begins."

Reikar's eyes narrowed.

He could feel it.

This wasn't an ordinary enemy.

This wasn't like Wrath.

Or even chaotic elite.

This thing was something else entirely.

Reikar took a deep breath.

He couldn't afford to lose.

Not now.

Not when everyone was watching.

Not when this child's life depended on him.

His muscles tensed.

His fists clenched.

And then—

Reikar vanished.

In a blink of an eye, he was behind the figure!

And with everything he had—

—he STRUCK.

"The Clash of Titans: Reikar vs. the Unknown Figure"

Reikar gasped for air, his body refusing to move.

How?

His attack had done nothing.

And yet, in an instant—

A devastating blow had sent him crashing to the ground.

Pain shot through his body.

He couldn't move.

The figure loomed over him, his hand glowing with dark energy.

"Pathetic," the figure sneered.

His hand slowly descended, ready to end Reikar.

The crowd screamed in horror.

But then—

A golden blur cut through the air.

BOOM!

A thunderous impact!

The figure staggered back, his eyes widening.

Blood dripped from his mouth.

He slowly turned—

And there, standing tall, was KAMI.

The strongest soldier of all.

"Enough," Kami said coldly.

The air grew heavy.

For the first time, the shadowy figure felt something.

Pain.

A slow grin spread across his face.

"Oh? So the great Kami joins the fight?"

His eyes glowed with amusement.

"This just got interesting."

But instead of attacking again—

He laughed.

"You're lucky, Reikar."

He took a step back.

"I'll see you in Stage 2."

And just like that—

He vanished into thin air.

Leaving behind nothing but a chilling silence.

What happens next? We'll see that in next chapter!