NightScribe

After a failed teleportation experiment, Earth merges with another world, causing the appearance of demons who seek to destroy it. A war erupts between humans and these creatures. During the fusion, a mysterious energy wave strikes humanity, awakening power marks in some individuals, granting them immense strength. These chosen ones become known as Demon Slayers, or God Slayers, the only ones capable of fighting back.

Despite a fragile peace, demon attacks remain frequent, and only the Demon Slayers can stop them. Igris, a frail young man without a mark, has no interest in demons or war. But one day, as he returns from university, he witnesses his best friend being killed by a demon. Consumed by rage, he kills the creature and awakens his own mark.

From that moment on, he has only one goal: to prove the Demon Slayers are useless for failing to save his friend… and to eradicate every last demon.

Never too powerful

The demon felt a great pleasure rising within him.

He turned around and said in a cold voice, blood spilling from his mouth:

— Oh, I see you really want to die at my hands!

Igris looked at him with a confident smile and replied assuredly:

— Don't count too much on that. It's actually you who is going to die at MY hands.

He said it with a big smile on his lips.

The demon observed Igris and saw that he was wearing a very long metal chain wrapped around his body, with strange objects hanging from his belt.

The demon scanned him from a distance and sneered:

— You think you can kill me dressed like a mechanic? You're crazy, I swear!

— You can attack me and see if you're really that confident.

While he said that, a thought crossed his mind:

The demon burst out laughing and said:

— Do you really think you can defeat me with all that gear? I'm not afraid of metal!

Igris then said something that infuriated the demon deeply:

— Says the creature that's six meters from the ground and wanted to run away just a minute ago... If you're so strong like you claim... Come on then!

Furious, the demon leapt from the pole, shouting:

— I'm gonna take great pleasure in breaking your scrawny hands!

He pulled out a black ball attached to his belt and threw it at the demon.

No sooner had he finished his sentence than the ball exploded, emitting a blinding light. But the most surprising thing was that the light burned the demon's skin!

The demon screamed in pain and shouted:

— AAAH! DAMN, WHAT IS THIS THING?!

— It's a flash bomb, my brother. Actually, lots of humans have them, we borrowed a few.

The demon, whose burnt skin was starting to regenerate, growled angrily:

— How did you know it would burn me?!

— I read a few books about demons. I saw you're a shadow demon, and you can't stand light. You're stronger at night... but you're a class E demon, not A. So, frankly, you're useless in combat.

He charged at Igris, his claws extended like razor blades.

Igris smiled, then pressed a button. A light even more powerful than the previous one appeared behind him. He chuckled and said:

— Oh, didn't you see the spotlight I brought?

A 5000W light suddenly lit up the alley, literally burning the demon.

— All this just for you. It cost me all my savings... but at least, it was worth it.

The demon writhed in pain, his body scorching under the intensity of the light.

Igris threw all his flash bombs at him. The demon's screams woke up the entire neighborhood.

The panicked residents watched the scene unfold.

Igris, sighing as he watched the demon burn, said:

— Pff... I thought it would be more exciting. I'm disappointed.

Then, looking at his agonizing foe, he added with a satisfied tone:

— But at least, I avenged Sempai's death.

Suddenly, the demon, though half-burned, leapt at Igris and landed a monstrous punch to his chest.

The impact sent Igris flying across the street, his body crashing violently into a wall.

THE FINGT