The Cycle of Despair—A New Horror Awakens!

The Calm Before the Storm

The battlefield was silent.

Smoke curled into the air.

Alaa, Ali, and Yasser stood motionless, their bodies still trembling from the earth-shattering clash. The demon was gone, its existence obliterated in a storm of golden light.

But something was wrong.

Deep in their souls, an uneasy dread lingered.

Ali's flames flickered, dimming as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

"We actually did it?"

Yasser's insect-like wings twitched. His eyes, sharp and calculating, narrowed at the blackened ruins before them.

"No…"

Alaa said nothing.

His grip on his blade tightened as he watched the ashes twist unnaturally, writhing like dying embers refusing to fade.

Then—

The ground shook violently.

A low, guttural laugh seeped from the void itself.

And then—it spoke.

"You believe you've won?"

The voice slithered into their minds, ancient and malevolent.

Ali's flames surged, a subconscious response to the overwhelming pressure.

"Impossible… we erased you!"

But the voice only chuckled.

"Erased? You fools… you merely broke me apart."

The battlefield collapsed inward.

And from its depths—

A new nightmare was born.

The Horror That Should Not Exist

It was no longer the same demon.

What emerged from the abyss was something far worse.

A colossal figure, its flesh shifting between realities, flickered in and out of existence, as if it belonged to another plane entirely.

Its form was unstable, its shape impossible to comprehend.

One moment, it had ten arms—the next, it had none.

Its face was an ever-changing blur, a swirling mass of screaming mouths, blinking eyes, and twisting shadows.

Yasser felt his wings stiffen, an alien fear creeping into his mind.

"This… this thing is beyond comprehension…"

Alaa's massive frame tensed, his mind struggling to process what stood before them.

Ali, usually reckless, took a step back, flames flickering uncertainly.

And then—

The monster laughed again.

A hideous, bone-chilling sound.

It raised an unformed limb, and with a single motion—

Reality shattered.

A War Beyond Understanding

Alaa charged first, unwilling to let fear take hold.

He swung his colossal sword, aiming for the creature's shifting core.

But the moment his blade made contact—

It passed through empty space.

Like cutting through a mirage.

Alaa's eyes widened.

Before he could react—

A hand materialized from nowhere and struck him.

BOOM!

Alaa vanished in an instant, his body blasting through the atmosphere, disappearing into the black void of space.

Ali and Yasser barely had time to process before the creature turned its attention to them.

Ali gritted his teeth.

"Nope. Not dealing with this."

Flames erupted around him, spiraling into a storm of hellfire.

"If normal attacks don't work, let's see how you like absolute destruction!"

He unleashed his strongest technique, a fire so powerful it could burn concepts themselves.

The flames devoured the battlefield, consuming everything in existence.

For a moment—

Nothing remained but fire.

Then—

The fire blinked out.

As if it had never existed.

Ali's face drained of color.

The monster tilted its head, amused.

And then—it struck.

A shadowy tendril shot forward, piercing Ali's chest.

His flames died instantly.

He let out a choked gasp, blood spilling from his mouth.

"No… way…"

And then—he was gone.

Erased.

The Last Gambit—Yasser's Ultimate Sacrifice

Yasser was alone.

His allies were wiped from existence within moments.

And now, the monster's shifting eyes turned to him.

Yasser's wings quivered.

His mind raced. There had to be a way out.

"Think, Yasser. Think!"

He had one advantage.

His existence was unstable too.

He was not fully human.

He was something in-between.

If he could force himself into the same plane of existence as the creature…

Maybe he could destroy it from within.

The monster lunged, its form twisting into an inescapable mass of darkness.

Yasser took a deep breath.

And then—he let go of his mortal form.

His body faded, turning into pure light and dust.

For a single instant—

He merged with the creature.

And in that instant—

He saw everything.

Epilogue: The Truth Beyond Despair

What Yasser saw…

Was the end of all things.

This creature… was not a demon.

It was something far worse.

It was the embodiment of the cycle itself—the endless loop of war, destruction, and rebirth.

It could never be killed.

Because it was woven into the very fabric of existence.

Yasser realized the horrifying truth.

They weren't fighting to win.

They were fighting to delay the inevitable.

And as his consciousness faded, swallowed by the abyss—

He could only think of one thing.

"Was this battle ever ours to win?"

And then—

The cycle continued.

The war that never ends…

Had only just begun.

[TO BE CONTINUED]...