Chapter11 : Unknown God
A cold wind swept through the battlefield. The once-burning ground was now eerily silent, covered in the remnants of war. The bodies of gods, demons, and humans alike lay scattered, a grim reminder of the devastation that had just taken place.
Yet amidst the chaos, one figure remained unconscious—Kuragami.
He lay still in Alexandra's arms, his breathing weak but steady. His body, though young, had endured a battle far beyond his years.
Alexandra looked down at him, his golden eyes filled with both admiration and concern.
"This boy… no, this prince…" Alexandra thought. "He has awakened powers that even the gods fear. But is he ready for the truth?"
The legendary hero gently placed Kuragami on the ground, resting his head on a piece of broken stone.
Suddenly—
Kuragami's fingers twitched.
Then his eyes shot open.
But they were different.
The once-dark red eyes now burned with black and gold flames.
A strange, ominous aura surrounded his body, sending chills through everyone nearby.
The demons took a step back, their instincts screaming at them—this was not normal.
Even Alexandra's eyes widened in recognition.
"This energy… No, it can't be…!"
Kuragami slowly sat up.
His head ached. His body burned with exhaustion, but something deep inside him felt… different.
He looked down at his own hands, black energy crackling around them.
"What… is this?" he whispered.
Memories of the battle flashed in his mind—his mother's desperate fight, the gods overwhelming him, Zeus's return…
His mother—
"Mother!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield as he staggered to his feet.
Alexandra immediately stepped forward.
"Kuragami, calm down. You're still injured—"
"Where is my mother?!" Kuragami shouted, his aura flaring violently.
The demons looked away. No one dared to answer.
Finally, Alexandra took a deep breath.
"She was taken, Kuragami."
The words hit Kuragami like a sword through his chest.
"Taken?" His voice trembled.
"By Zeus," Alexandra said. "He took her to the heavens. We… we couldn't stop him."
Silence.
Kuragami's fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his skin.
His heart pounded in his chest.
"No… No, no, no…!"
The rage, the pain, the helplessness—it all crashed down on him like a tidal wave.
And then—
His aura exploded.
A shockwave of pure black and gold energy erupted from his body, shaking the very ground beneath them.
The demons stumbled backward. Even Alexandra had to brace himself.
Kuragami screamed—a roar of fury and sorrow that echoed across the battlefield.
The sky itself seemed to tremble in response.
Thunder rumbled in the distance.
And then—
A voice spoke.
"Do you want power, child?"
Kuragami's eyes widened.
The voice was deep, ancient, filled with something… primal.
It wasn't Alexandra. It wasn't the demons.
It was something else.
"Who… Who are you?" Kuragami whispered.
The voice chuckled.
"I am the one who has been watching you. Since the moment you stepped into this world. Since the moment your soul was reborn."
Kuragami felt a shiver run down his spine.
This presence… it felt even stronger than Zeus.
"What do you want?" he asked cautiously.
"It is not about what I want. It is about what you desire."
"You wish to save your mother, do you not?"
Kuragami's fists clenched.
"More than anything."
"Then…" the voice whispered, "accept my power."
A sudden pain shot through Kuragami's chest.
His vision blurred. His body felt like it was being pulled into darkness.
Alexandra saw what was happening and immediately stepped forward.
"Kuragami! Don't listen to it!"
But it was too late.
The voice laughed.
"Welcome, child… to the true path of power."
And then—
Kuragami collapsed.
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The Unknown Realm
When Kuragami opened his eyes, he was no longer on the battlefield.
He stood in a vast, endless void.
The sky was a swirling mix of black and gold.
A figure stood before him.
Tall. Cloaked in shadows. Eyes burning like the sun.
"Who are you?" Kuragami asked.
The figure smiled.
"I am the Forgotten God."
"And I have chosen you."
To Be Continued…