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you must make a choice.”

Kuragami’s mind spun. The overwhelming power surged through him, coiling like a sleeping dragon, waiting to be awakened. His mother was in danger. His people were suffering. And here he was—powerless.

But now, he had a choice.

The gods had abandoned him. The humans had turned their backs on him. The demons called him their prince.

Was he ready to accept the darkness?

Would he embrace his true heritage?

As the battlefield burned and the heavens trembled, Kuragami clenched his fists, his voice steady.

“I refuse to be weak.”

The Demon God’s laughter echoed through his soul.

“Then rise, Demon Prince. Your destiny begins now.”

A black aura exploded from within him, shaking the very fabric of reality. His body burned with newfound strength, his vision sharp, his senses heightened.

And for the first time in his two lives…

He was no longer powerless.


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Betrayed, murdered, and torn away from his only family, Johnny’s life ended in despair. But fate had other plans. Reborn as Kuragami, the son of a fallen goddess and the Demon King, he awakens in a world of gods, demons, and war.

Haunted by his past and driven by vengeance, Kuragami swears never to be weak again. In a world where power is absolute, he must navigate divine conspiracies, ancient prophecies, and his own dark lineage.

As he unlocks terrifying abilities, the gods mark him as a threat, and the demons claim him as their prince. But Kuragami has only one goal—become strong enough to uncover the truth behind his past and protect the people he loves.

When the war between gods and demons erupts once more, will he stand as a savior… or embrace the darkness within?

Rebirth of the Vengeful Demon God

Not the peaceful kind of silence, but the kind that suffocates. The kind that makes even demons hold their breath.

Kuragami stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the vast infernal landscape of his domain. The sky above was painted in shades of blood and shadow, the air thick with the whispers of the damned. Behind him, the fortress stood tall—his throne of darkness.

She stood just a few steps behind him, her black eyes locked onto his back. The wind played with her midnight hair, making her look almost ethereal. She had become strong, ruthless, unstoppable—but tonight, something about her was different.

She wasn't standing like a warrior awaiting orders.

She was standing like a woman facing something she could not fight.

Kuragami finally spoke, his voice low but commanding.

"You've been staring for a while, Saphira."

Kuragami raised an eyebrow, finally turning to face her. His violet eyes glowed under the crimson moonlight.

"Is that a complaint?" he asked, his smirk sharp.

"No. But I wonder if I was meant to be like this."

Kuragami stepped closer, his gaze unreadable.

Saphira's fingers tightened around the hilt of her sword, but her expression didn't waver.

Kuragami was silent for a moment. Then, he raised his hand.

Saphira tensed—not out of fear, but out of something else.

His fingers brushed against her cheek, trailing lightly down her jawline.

"You're my sword, Saphira." His voice was deep, smooth, unwavering. "But a sword does not think. It does not regret."

His touch was cold, yet somehow, it burned.

Saphira's black eyes locked onto his.

"Then what am I to you?" she asked, her voice quieter this time.

Kuragami didn't answer immediately. He simply studied her, as if considering something.

The air between them felt thick, heavy, intoxicating.

He was the one who had torn her from her past. The one who had broken her and rebuilt her.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to hate him or if she wanted to fall deeper.

Kuragami finally pulled away, his touch leaving a ghostly sensation on her skin.

"Come," he said, turning. "We have things to conquer."

Saphira exhaled, gripping her sword tighter.

But something inside her had changed.

Chapter 46 – The Night When the Moon Turned Crimson