Chapter 107: The Devil Laughs

Tenma waited atop a spire of frozen time. He admired the world below.

"You made it soft," he told Liss.

"Soft is boring."

Liss, Mirror, and Phantom appeared around him.

He looked delighted.

"Three of you? What a gift."

"You're out of place," Mirror said. "Out of patience," Phantom added.

"Out of time," Prime Liss finished.

They attacked in unison.

Tenma did not dodge. He let them come.

Reality fractured. Every strike they landed didn't draw blood—it rewrote law. Gravity shifted. Memory bent.

And Tenma… smiled.

"Finally. Something new."

He summoned a weapon: a pen dipped in oblivion.

"Let me write you instead."

And the war began.