chapter 2 the portal between hell and earth

Daki's body trembled as the blue fire surged through her veins, reshaping her essence. Her once-fiery eyes turned a piercing, unnatural blue—cold and calculating, reflecting the will of the Seven Kings. Power unlike anything she had ever known coursed through her, binding her to the mission that had now become her purpose.

Before her, the great infernal gate to Earth groaned and shuddered, its jagged edges glowing with a malevolent light. With a single, resounding crack, it swung open, revealing the mortal world beyond—a realm teeming with life, yet oblivious to the darkness about to descend upon it.

The Seven Kings stood in unison, their towering forms casting elongated shadows across the burning ground. As one, they stretched their hands toward the open gate, their voices merging into an ancient incantation—words spoken in a tongue older than time itself. The very fabric of Hell seemed to tremble at their command.

One of the kings finally spoke, his voice echoing with the weight of divine wrath.

"You must bring back the spirits," he commanded. "They are weapons too dangerous for mankind to wield."

Another king extended his hand, summoning a swirling black mass of energy—the Dafi, a tool forged from the essence of Hell itself. It pulsed with malevolent energy, shifting and writhing as if alive.

"Take this *Dafi*," the king instructed, handing it to Daki. "It will aid you in capturing the lost souls. Do not fail us. Bring them back to Hell."

The moment she grasped the *Dafi*, a surge of dark energy wrapped around her like a second skin. The portal before her widened, its pull growing stronger. Without hesitation, Daki stepped forward, her form dissolving into the void.

The hunt had begun.