Chapter 4: Awakening of the Demon Prince

Kuragami stood frozen. His body refused to move, his breath caught in his throat. A figure had appeared before him, radiating an aura far stronger than anything he had ever felt. It was overwhelming—more powerful than his mother's divine presence, more terrifying than the God of Light's holy radiance.

His legs trembled as an unbearable weight pressed upon him.

"Who is that man…?"

Kuragami had seen powerful beings today—his mother, the God of Light, the Demon Queen—but this man… this man was something entirely different.

A demon warrior beside him stepped forward, his voice low with reverence.

"Prince, the man you see before you is no ordinary warrior. He is the first and only disciple of Demon King Rimuru."

Kuragami's eyes widened.

"Disciple of the Demon King…?"

The demon continued, his voice filled with awe.

"He is an Emperor-rank Demon Follower, one of the most powerful beings in existence. His name is Alexander."

Kuragami clenched his fists.

"Alexander…?"

Another demon warrior spoke.

"He is also known as the Legendary Hero—the one who stopped the Great War."

Kuragami's heart pounded in his chest.

"The Great War… Ragnarok."

He had heard of it in passing—the war that nearly destroyed the world. It was a time when gods, demons, and humans clashed in an endless battle of chaos and destruction.

The war had reached its peak when the Demon King fought the King of Heaven. Their battle had torn apart the heavens and the earth, threatening to wipe out all life.

But then, a single man had stepped in.

A warrior with power beyond human comprehension.

Alexander.

Kuragami's eyes locked onto him. His silver hair shimmered like moonlight, his golden eyes burned with unshakable resolve. White wings stretched from his back, glowing with divine energy. A long sword rested in his hand, its blade humming with untold power.

He was like a god.

The God of Light took a step forward, his expression darkening.

Alexander turned his gaze toward him, his voice calm but filled with authority.

"Do not even think about touching the Goddess of Dragons."

The God of Light sneered.

"She is a traitor. She was created by the God of Creation, Zeus, for one purpose—to kill the Demon King. And yet, she betrayed us."

Kuragami's breath hitched.

"What…?"

His mother… was created to kill the Demon King?

And yet, she had become his wife instead?

"How many secrets are you hiding, Mother…?"

The demon warrior beside Kuragami spoke again.

"Prince, all your questions will be answered when you meet your father."

Kuragami's mind raced.

His father.

The Demon King.

The battle raged on around him, but all he could feel was the frustration boiling inside him. People were dying. The village was in ruins. His mother was fighting alone against the gods.

"I have to do something!"

Then—

A darkness began to spread around him.

It coiled around his body, creeping into his veins, filling his limbs with an unfamiliar sensation. It was cold… but it was also comforting.

Kuragami gasped as the world around him blurred.

A deep voice echoed in his mind.

"Kuragami… I am the Demon God."

His breath caught.

"Demon God…?"

The voice chuckled.

"I will grant you power. But in return, you must give me something in the future."

Kuragami hesitated.

"What… do you want from me?"

"That is not something you need to know now."

The voice grew softer, almost… persuasive.

"I know your past, Kuragami. I know how you failed to protect your sister. I know how you were weak. I know your regrets. But this time… you can protect the ones you love. This time… you can be strong."

Kuragami's heart pounded.

His sister.

His mother.

He had sworn never to be weak again.

"…I will do it."

The darkness surged forward, wrapping around him like a cocoon.

A searing pain shot through his back. His vision blurred. His body burned.

Then—

The pain vanished.

He opened his eyes.

The demons around him gasped.

"Prince… what happened to you?"

Kuragami looked down at his hands. Power pulsed through his veins. He felt strong. Stronger than he had ever been.

A gust of wind rushed past him, and for the first time—he felt something new.

Wings.

Black wings.

They spread from his back, large and powerful, radiating an aura of darkness. His hands trembled, not from weakness—but from strength.

He felt invincible.

Then, he caught his reflection in a pool of blood on the ground.

His eyes.

They were no longer the same.

They had turned a deep crimson.

A presence loomed behind him. A demon charged at him, blade raised.

Instinct took over.

Kuragami clenched his fist—

And punched forward.

The moment his fist connected, the demon vanished.

No.

Not vanished.

Turned to dust.

Silence filled the battlefield.

Even Alexander, the Legendary Hero, looked at him with intrigue.

Kuragami turned toward his mother.

She was staring at him, eyes wide with shock.

His lips parted.

"Mother… what happened to me?"

A slow smile spread across Alexander's face.

And then, he spoke:

"The prince… has awakened."

To be continued…