"The Fall of Valorie: Demons Don't Forgive Those Who Touch Their Family"

After everything ended in the alley...

Ryo and Rin returned to the inn in a heavy silence.

Not just anger...

But a frozen kind of fury.

The kind that simmers deep beneath the skin, waiting to explode.

Yui sat on the bed, eyes downcast. Her breathing was calm...

But she was shattered.

Ryo stepped forward gently, his voice low:

"Yui... who were they?"

She stayed silent for a moment. Then slowly raised her head—eyes dull, lifeless.

Yui (quietly):

"...They were envoys... from the King of Valorie."

Her voice trembled. She swallowed hard.

Yui:

"...I was a slave. Nothing but his favorite toy.

Fed his leftovers... used however he pleased...

Thrown into the dungeons when he got bored..."

A single tear fell. She forced a broken smile.

Yui:

"I escaped... I thought I had started a new life..."

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The Moment of Explosion

Rin stopped breathing.

The air around him began to ripple.

Cracks formed along the walls. Windows shattered.

Dark shadows leaked from his body—pitch black, like the void.

One look from him...

And the living would beg for death.

He stood. Lifted his head toward the sky.

And his presence exploded.

The entire city froze.

People dropped to their knees, trembling.

Animals hid in silence.

Even the sky seemed to choke in fear.

As if... a Dragon King had descended.

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Ryo (calmly):

"Don't rush. Break them slowly."

Rin nodded. And smiled—

A devilish smile.

Eyes filled with nothing but malice.

Rin (voice like a whisper from the abyss):

"As you wish...

I'll weave their end with threads of agony."

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The Devil's Plan

Rin remembered...

After eating the fruit of Varis, he had received forgotten knowledge.

Ancient truths. Lost memories.

He learned of the eternal grudge between the Kingdom of Valorie and its rival: the Great Empire of Karujen.

And in a moment of wicked clarity, he had an idea.

Rin (thinking):

"No need for direct war...

I'll make them destroy themselves."

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The Next Day – Inside Valorie's Palace

The royal advisor waited alone in his chamber.

The door creaked open.

Advisor:

"Who's there?!"

No answer.

Only the sound of a blade piercing flesh from behind.

Rin stood, cloaked in shadow.

He took the advisor's form flawlessly, closed the door, and smiled.

Then the whispers began.

Each night, he poisoned the king's mind:

"Karujen is planning an invasion."

"Spies walk among us."

"Now is the time to strike first."

Word by word, madness seeped in.

Until—war erupted.

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A Month of Hell

War between Valorie and Karujen.

Fire and steel.

Bodies. Blood. Screams.

The skies turned black with ash.

And Rin—

Watched from the shadows.

Smiling.

Enjoying the collapse.

Finally...

Valorie fell.

Its armies crushed.

Its palace ablaze.

Only the king remained—cowering on his throne, unaware that death was already walking his way.

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Final Confrontation

The great throne doors creaked open.

Ryo entered—his steps heavy, yet composed.

One glance from him could tear apart a soul.

Ryo (coldly):

"This... is the price of touching my family."

The king fainted in terror—

Soiled himself before Ryo even raised a hand.

But before Ryo could finish it—

A man appeared behind him.

The royal guard. The kingdom's strongest warrior.

He smiled with confidence.

Guard:

"You'll go no further—"

But then... silence.

Ryo didn't speak.

He merely turned his head slightly... and whispered:

"Who's there?"

And then—he vanished.

He reappeared in front of the guard, breaking the sound barrier.

His voice came after his blade.

Ryo (with a bloody grin):

"Kagutsuchi."

His sword gleamed—faster than light.

One slash.

He stood behind the guard.

Blade dripping.

Guard (shaking):

"...Impossible... what did you—?"

A warm stream trickled down his neck.

He'd peed himself.

He didn't realize he'd been decapitated...

Until he saw his body hit the floor in front of him.

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End of the Throne

Ryo approached the unconscious king, stared down in disgust.

Ryo:

"You're not even worth killing.

Live...

As a coward.

Haunted by your own fear."

He turned his back, walking away.

Leaving behind a shattered throne—

And a broken kingdom.

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To be continued...