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The Training of the Demon Army
In the heart of Hell, the sounds of battle echoed through the vast training grounds.
Kuragami stood above them all.
Thousands of demons fought, their weapons drenched in blood, their bodies pushed beyond their limits. This was no ordinary training—it was a war before the war.
Kuragami's gaze swept across his army. He was forging them into something unstoppable.
In front of him, the 10th to 3rd Strongest Demons trained under his personal guidance, their bodies battered and bruised from endless combat.
Among them, Saphira stood tall, her black eyes sharp and calculating.
She had discarded her former self, embracing the darkness fully.
Kuragami turned to her.
"Where is Alexander?" His voice was cold, yet laced with curiosity.
Saphira shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe he went to train. The war is approaching, after all."
Kuragami narrowed his eyes. Alexander disappearing without a word? Unlikely.
Something was coming. Something far greater than a simple war.
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The Return of Alexander
Suddenly, the skies above Hell split apart.
A blinding divine light pierced through the endless darkness.
The battlefield fell silent.
Clouds swirled, and from above, a figure descended like a fallen god.
His wings were not of a demon, but of divinity itself.
His presence was overwhelming.
Every demon knelt instantly—except for Kuragami, Saphira, and the strongest demons.
As the figure touched the ground, the air trembled. A powerful divine aura engulfed the battlefield.
Then—he knelt before Kuragami.
"I have returned, my prince."
Kuragami's eyes flashed with recognition.
"Alexander."
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The Mystery Behind Alexander's Transformation
Kuragami observed Alexander carefully.
His body radiated divine energy, yet at the same time, his demon blood remained intact.
"Where did you go?"
Alexander slowly rose, his wings folding behind him.
"I sought answers. I fought against beings beyond gods. I discovered truths that no one should ever know."
He clenched his fists.
"Kuragami, do you truly know who you are?"
Kuragami's gaze did not waver. "Explain."
Alexander exhaled sharply. "You are not just a demon. You are not just a god. You are something greater."
"You are the Successor of Infinity—the only being who carries the blood of the strongest Demon King and the Goddess of Dragons."
The battlefield fell into a heavy silence.
Even Saphira's expression shifted.
"Your father was the strongest Demon King to ever exist. Your mother—the Goddess of Dragons—was unrivaled in her dominion. Together, they birthed something neither god nor demon could comprehend.
"You."
Kuragami did not react immediately.
Then, he smirked. "And what does that mean for me?"
Alexander took a deep breath.
"It means that every god in existence will try to erase you before you awaken your full potential."
"And it means that you… are destined to reshape the world."
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The Path to True Power
Kuragami's expression remained unreadable.
"And what of you, Alexander? What have you become?"
Alexander looked down at his hands, then back at Kuragami.
"I have changed. I am no longer just a demon. I have inherited something… unnatural. A power that exists beyond gods. But I do not understand what I am yet."
He clenched his fists.
"If I want to know the truth about myself… I need to meet Demon King Rimuru."
Kuragami's eyes gleamed with intrigue.
"Rimuru?"
Alexander nodded.
"The one demon who may hold the answers to my past. And perhaps… the truth of your destiny as well."
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The Beginning of the War
Kuragami turned back to his army.
"Prepare for war."
His voice was calm, yet absolute.
"The gods will not wait for us to make the first move. We must be ready."
Alexander stepped beside him.
"Shall I lead the first massacre?"
Kuragami smirked.
"No. Not yet. First, we meet Rimuru. Then… we show the gods what true despair looks like."
As the army roared in unison, the war of gods and demons truly began.
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