when a Filipino got isekai with a twist!
" only I can summon those!"
chapter 13: King of Cruelty Vs Hero
As the smoke cleared, Xandros hovered in the air, wings unfurled like an obsidian storm. His crimson eyes narrowed, tracing the silhouette of Kieth's White Wing Gundam through the crackling haze. The rain sizzled when it touched his armor — every droplet turning to steam before hitting the ground.
"Well," he began, voice low, edged with disbelief and something faintly amused. "I didn't expect this."
Kieth leaned back in his pilot seat, his expression calm, almost lazy, despite the chaos still burning around them. "You sound disappointed."
Xandros gave a quiet, humorless chuckle. "Disappointed? No. Impressed, maybe. I thought if you did survive that collapse, you'd never make it back here — not in this timeline." His eyes glowed brighter, the storm flaring with his words. "You shouldn't even exist right now, Martine."
Kieth tilted his head, a half-grin pulling at his lips. "Yeah, well…" He flicked a switch, the Gundam's visor lighting up with a sharp blue gleam. "Guess I'm more like a cockroach. I don't give up that easy."
Xandros actually paused — then smirked, a deep, dark rumble escaping his throat. "Still the same insolent fool."
"Still the same bastard," Kieth shot back with a wink. "You burn half your face off and still talk like you're doing me a favor."
For a moment, they just stared at each other — hero and devil, mentor and betrayer — caught between mockery and grudging respect.
Then Xandros's tone dropped, his expression hardening. "You really shouldn't have come back, Kieth. You're standing in an era that no longer belongs to you. The world moved on. Your friends… your old team… all gone."
Kieth's grin faded a little. His eyes softened — but only for a second. "Yeah. I know." He tightened his grip on the controls. "That's exactly why I came back."
The storm flared again, lightning arching between them like the strings of fate tightening for a second round.
Xandros's wings spread wide, their shadows swallowing the light. "Then let's end it properly this time."
Kieth's Gundam lifted its beam saber in answer, its white aura slicing through the darkness like a sunrise tearing open night. "You had your shot. Now it's my turn."
Both forces surged forward — one cloaked in blinding light, the other in devouring flame — and when they collided, the heavens cracked open once more.
The skies split open.
The White Wing Gundam shot upward, boosters roaring like thunder, wings flaring with radiant plasma. Each feather gleamed like a blade forged from sunlight. Across from it, Xandros unfurled his full form—no longer merely humanoid, but a colossal, draconic figure cloaked in molten shadow. His horns curved back like blades of obsidian, and veins of crimson light pulsed beneath his armor as if magma flowed through his flesh.
The earth trembled beneath their presence. The world itself shook.
"Round two," Kieth muttered, locking his helmet. "Let's make this count."
Xandros raised one massive claw, its edges shimmering with dark ether. "Try not to die too quickly this time, Martine."
Kieth smirked. "No promises."
Then they moved.
Xandros lunged first, his arm swinging like a mountain crashing down. Kieth's Gundam met it mid-air, catching the blow with both arms. The sheer impact sent shockwaves across the battlefield—craters splitting, armies staggering, even distant mountains cracking apart.
Kieth twisted his controls and fired his vernier thrusters, dragging Xandros upward through the sky. Clouds spiraled apart as the two titans rose into the stratosphere, their clash glowing like a new sun.
"Let's see if you can handle this!" Kieth shouted, flipping a switch. The White Wing's shoulder plates unfolded, revealing micro-cannons. A barrage of beam shells erupted point-blank, shredding through Xandros's chest and wings.
The Demon Lord roared. His body regenerated instantly, molten scales hardening into armor. "You forget what I am!" he thundered, and a wave of destruction burst from his body—dark energy swallowing the light around him.
Kieth's sensors screamed warnings. He spun the Gundam backward, dodging the blast as it tore through the clouds and cut the moon in half.
"Yeah, yeah," Kieth grunted, flicking sweat off his brow. "Still got that overkill issue, huh?"
The Gundam's wings folded inward, glowing white-hot. "Mode: Cherub Breaker!"
From the chest of the White Wing burst a halo of energy, forming a massive ethereal cannon. Kieth aimed downward. "Eat this!"
A blinding beam fired, piercing through the heavens like a divine spear. It hit Xandros dead-center, ripping through his torso and launching him toward the ocean below. The explosion that followed swallowed the horizon, turning sea to steam and sky to fire.
But even that wasn't enough.
Through the fading glare, a monstrous silhouette rose from the inferno. Xandros spread his wings again, each flap scattering molten rain. His voice shook the heavens. "You still think light can destroy me?"
Kieth clenched his jaw, eyes narrowing. "Nah," he said. "But I can make it hurt like hell."
The two surged again—one wrapped in holy white fire, the other in demonic crimson flame. When they clashed midair, the explosion looked like two stars colliding.
Below, the world burned and trembled.
Heroes fought for their lives against hordes of Demon Kings—Antares's descendants, corrupted angels, and beasts of every shape and form. The earth cracked with every strike from the two titans above, sending storms of debris across the continents.
Kieth switched to melee, drawing a radiant blade from the Gundam's arm. "Let's see you handle a real fight!"
Xandros met the strike with a colossal flaming sword conjured from his own energy. Their blades collided—light and darkness intertwining—sending out a shockwave that erased clouds for miles.
"Still reckless," Xandros growled, shoving Kieth back.
"And you still talk too much!" Kieth twisted the Gundam's grip and slammed his knee into Xandros's jaw, then spun with thruster boost and slashed down, severing one of his wings.
The Demon Lord bellowed in fury and slammed his tail into Kieth, sending the Gundam crashing through a mountain range. Rocks melted under the impact.
Inside the cockpit, alarms screamed. Kieth spat blood and wiped his mouth. "Damn, that hurt…"
He slammed the throttle forward. "Alright, no more warm-ups."
The Gundam's eyes flared blue again. Its armor began to shift—panels unlocking, wings expanding into radiant arrays of energy feathers.
Xandros's own aura flared in response, his form twisting into a more monstrous kaiju shape—four arms, burning horns, and a tail like a comet's trail.
In the sky above the burning continents, they hovered—divine machine and demonic god—then charged at each other with everything they had left.
Their collision birthed another sun.
Kieth's Gundam crashed through a burning cliffside, the ground erupting with molten cracks as Xandros' energy blast missed by inches. The shockwave vaporized an entire valley, but Kieth managed to stabilize midair, the White Wing Gundam barely holding together.
"Shit, even at Maxx level I can't even beat this guy," Kieth spat, yanking the controls. The Gundam's left arm was gone, melted clean off. "I just caught him off guard before—but now? He's reading me like a damn book!"
A sudden ding! echoed through his cockpit.
Notice!
Individual – Demon Lord of Destruction: Xandros is currently using 10% of his strength.
Kieth blinked, then cursed. "Bruh! Thanks for the heads-up! Tch! You got anything that can work on this overgrown lizard shit?!"
Ding!
Analyzing…
Kieth gritted his teeth, dodging a massive claw swipe that split a mountain behind him. His beam saber clashed against Xandros's horn, sparks of cosmic energy flying.
Analysis Complete.
Four top-tier summons recommended for high-tier dimensional combat.
Warning: Each summon requires one hour of synchronization and summoning.
Kieth's eyes widened. "An hour? You serious right now?! I don't have one hour!"
Recommendation Priority (based on combat compatibility):
1. Cosmic Emperor Dimension Gundam — "Nemesis"
Capable of rewriting dimensional laws. Classified as a universal-level entity.
Estimated output: Beyond measurable scale.
2. Astral Alpha Barbatos (Custom Build Type-Red)
A close-range monster. Bladed kinetic frame with berserker algorithms. Designed for destruction in confined space battles.
3. Celestial Load Astray X — Full Dress Custom
Specialized in long-range beam and gravitational control. Functions as a field manipulator and ally enhancer.
4. Vientiane Fusion Apocalypse Gundam — "Black King Form"
Defensive and annihilation hybrid frame. Excels in counter-type engagements. Power core linked to singularity reactors.
Kieth's jaw tightened as he maneuvered through the storm of plasma. "Metatron, you trying to flex your catalog or save my ass?"
Ding!
Why not both?
"Fine! Then start with Nemesis! I'll buy you that hour!" Kieth shouted, shoving the throttle forward. The White Wing's wings burst into full luminescence, its halo splitting into twelve burning arcs.
He charged head-on toward Xandros.
The Demon Lord smirked, amused. "Still defiant. Still small." He raised one claw, his aura flaring red-black. "You'll break again, Kieth."
Kieth's response was a growl. "Try me, lizard!"
The sky split as their blows collided again—metal and muscle, divine against demonic. Every impact shook the clouds apart, turning the battlefield into a raging storm of light and darkness.
Inside the cockpit, Kieth's system display began counting down:
Cosmic Summon: Dimension Nemesis — Synchronization: 1%... 2%... 3%...
"Come on," Kieth muttered. "Just hold out, you bastard Gundam. Just hold out…"
Xandros's tail smashed into him again, sending the White Wing spiraling into a burning mountain range. The impact cratered the ground. Kieth coughed blood, sparks flying around him.
"Metatron—status?!"
Synchronization: 6%. Time remaining: 54 minutes.
"Fifty-four minutes?!" Kieth shouted as he pulled the controls, forcing the damaged Gundam back to its feet. "Guess we're gonna make this one hell of a warm-up."
The screen flickered—Metatron's voice calmer than ever.
Then let's make it count, Hero of Heroes.
meanwhile at Chris vs Azazel.
The sky was a bleeding storm of violet and gold. Meteors rained down from portals above as debris from broken fortresses fell like divine ashes. Amidst the chaos, Chris's Gundam—Cosmic Draconoc Astray— burst through the thunderclouds, its frame wreathed in blue plasma, eyes flaring with a burning white glow. The energy rings behind it spiraled like dragon halos.
Down below, a colossal demon with six wings of molten bone and eyes of dripping obsidian roared—a sound that cracked the sky itself. Azazel, the Demon King of Cruelty, rose from the infernal pit that had replaced the capital's eastern half. His body was covered in chains made of screaming souls, and each movement twisted them tighter, forcing out echoes of agony.
"Azazel..." Chris muttered inside his cockpit, his knuckles white on the control levers. "You're the one who tore through the Western Fleet. You're the reason my men didn't come back."
Azazel's laughter rolled like thunder.
"They screamed beautifully when I broke them, little hero. Do you wish to join them?"
"Funny," Chris replied, a wry smirk tugging his lips. "I was about to say the same thing."
He shoved the throttle forward. The Draconoc Astray's wings snapped open, and plasma vents burst, propelling him forward at supersonic speed. The Gundam's blade ignited—a segmented energy sword shaped like a dragon's fang.
Azazel swung his clawed hand, and a tidal wave of black flame surged up. Chris sliced through it, the flames splitting apart, lighting the clouds in a crimson haze.
Their collision tore a crater in the air itself.
Shockwaves rippled across the burning sky.
"Come on, you bastard!" Chris gritted out, deflecting a flurry of claws with his energy shield. "Let's see what you've got when you fight someone who hits back!"
Azazel grinned, fangs glinting like obsidian shards. "Very well... entertain me."
With a flick of his hand, he summoned his scythe, forged from the spine of a fallen seraph, its blade dripping with molten black ichor. He vanished—then reappeared behind Chris in a flash.
Chris barely twisted in time—the scythe carved through one of his armor wings, tearing it clean off.
"Shit—!"
He kicked the thrusters, flipping backward, firing railgun rounds from his forearms. Each shot exploded like mini supernovas, but Azazel danced through them, his laughter echoing.
"Too slow, hero!"
Azazel's wings flared wide—twelve beams of black energy lanced toward Chris like spears. The pilot slammed the control sticks apart. The Draconoc Astray's dragon-shaped shoulder cannons unfolded, opening their maws.
"Hyperion Breath—Ignite!!"
A torrent of blue-white energy roared from the cannons, clashing with the demon's barrage midair. The explosion was blinding, a pillar of light and darkness wrestling in the heavens.
Through the chaos, Chris's voice cut through the comms, fierce and sharp:
"You think cruelty makes you powerful, huh? All it makes you is predictable!"
He dove through the blast, blade spinning, severing one of Azazel's wings in a single clean arc.
The demon screamed—a sound that made the clouds shiver. Blood, dark as void, splattered the sky.
But Azazel only laughed harder. "Good! GOOD! You're worthy to suffer me longer!"
He opened his arms—and the sky itself cracked.
Hundreds of demonic chains erupted from his back, spearing out like tentacles toward Chris.
"Let's see you handle THIS!"
Chris spun his Gundam midair, gripping his sword with both hands.
"Don't test me."
The Draconoc Astray's wings regenerated, scales forming like living armor, and the Gundam's outline flared with dragonic aura.
The cockpit lights dimmed red.
"Overclock Mode—Dragon Soul Limit Breaker... ACTIVATED!"
His voice echoed with a mix of pain and determination as power coursed through the machine. Every system screamed, alarms blaring. The armor pulsed like a living creature, veins of light running through it.
Chris's eyes glowed.
"This time... I'll be the one to tear YOU apart!"
The Gundam lunged.
Azazel roared.
Their collision shattered the sky into fragments of light and darkness, as the battlefield below trembled from their clash.