The Rise of Sang
The battlefield was no longer a place of war—it was a graveyard of dust, shattered earth, and broken breath.
Smoke curled slowly into the sky, as if the land itself was exhaling its last strength.
At the center of it all—
Sang lay still.
Blood traced a thin line from his lips, dripping onto the cracked ground beneath him.
For a moment…
Nothing moved.
Then—
His fingers twitched.
A breath.
A struggle.
And slowly… painfully… he pushed himself up.
His body trembled like it could collapse at any second.
But his will did not.
Sang , whispers, broken but burning,
"I'm not done yet..."
He wiped the blood from his chin, his hand shaking… but his eyes—
They sharpened.
The scars across his body began to glow.
Not softly.
Not gently.
They crawled like living veins of light—branching, spreading, threatening to consume him from within.
Yet—
He stood.
Not as a boy.
But as something rising beyond one.
Sang , firm, commanding something unseen,
"Stop. This is my battle."
The wind paused.
The air tightened.
And everyone felt it.
Within moments , he rushes — faster than before, each step he took beneath him the ground trembles and cracks under sheer energy .
Sang without holding back take on four monsters at a time , now he is attacking with precision and accuracy. Each attack send ripples across the sky.
Rakhad and Earian exchanged uneasy glances.
Earian , confused, unsettled,
"Who... who is he talking to?"
Zoick stepped forward slowly, his eyes locked onto Sang.
Something about him… wasn't right.
Zoick , muttering, stunned realization,
"He's moving like when he fought Vitrious... but his eyes... they haven't changed..."
Then—
WHOOSH!
The air tore apart.
Sang again vanished.
Not fast—
Invisible.
He reappeared mid-air.
A monster didn't even get time to react.
CRASH!
Sang slammed it into the ground with a force that split the earth like thunder.
Dust exploded outward.
Shockwaves rippled across the battlefield.
The remaining monsters staggered back.
Monster 1 , staggered, fear cracking his voice,
"What is wrong with this boy!? He's on another level!"
Above them—
The sky filled with drones.
Cameras hovered like silent witnesses.
The world was watching.
Phones vibrated.
Screens lit up.
Humanity held its breath.
Reporter , shocked, overwhelmed,
"The mysterious being is battling four monsters… alone!"
Inside a quiet classroom—
Time stopped.
Students froze.
Eyes glued to screens.
And among them—
Elvein stood still.
Her hand slowly rose to her chest.
Her breath softened.
Her eyes… filled with something deeper than surprise.
Elvein ,soft, proud, almost emotional,
"You've grown so much… Sang."
A Battle Beyond Normal
Back on the battlefield—
The monsters moved.
But they were already too late.
Sang wasn't fighting anymore.
He was overwhelming.
His body blurred—
Not through speed alone—
But through presence.
Every movement felt like it existed before it happened.
His fists struck faster than sight.
Each impact cracked the ground.
Each step made the air shudder.
Monster 2 , desperate, voice shaking,
"We can't win. His aura… it's devouring our strength!"
Another stumbled backward, gasping.
Monster 3 , panic rising, losing control,
"We need to retreat! Tell the source—he's the one. The source of Earth's shift... is him!"
Fear had replaced their purpose.
They were no longer hunters.
They were prey.
On the sidelines—
Rakhad stepped closer to Eldrin, his expression tight with disbelief.
Rakhad , serious, struggling to understand,
"Master… what did you do to him this morning? His combat style, his awareness… it's beyond kings and warriors I've seen."
Earian , uneasy, shaken,
"Yeah… it's like he's something else."
Zoick turned sharply, unable to hold back his curiosity.
Zoick , urgent, demanding answers,
"Master! Tell us! What did you teach him?"
But Eldrin…
Didn't answer.
He stood still.
Arms folded.
A faint smile on his lips—
But his eyes… were watching something far deeper.
Something no one else could see.
Across the Stars – Fear Returns
Far beyond Earth—
Beyond light—
Beyond reason—
A world drowned in darkness breathed slowly.
The planet Zius.
A throne room twisted with shadows echoed with laughter.
Low.
Cold.
Endless.
Unknown Monster Ruler , mocking, amused hunger,
"Another child dares to challenge me? Hah… let's see what this boy can do."
Elsewhere on the same cursed world—
A dark palace stood silent.
Ancient.
Watching.
An envoy demon crept through the shadows, sent by Threxius himself.
His breath shallow.
His movements careful.
He reached a cracked wall—
And listened.
Inside—
A boy and an adult stood before ancient scrolls.
The air between them was heavy.
Boy , tense, sensing disturbance,
"Something's happening on Earth. The aura—it's overwhelming. But it's not like the others... not even like the lords."
The adult's fingers tightened around the scroll.
Adult , low, cautious fear,
"The elders warned us. That aura isn't normal."
A pause.
The boy swallowed.
Boy , hesitant, afraid of his own thought,
"You think… it could be him?"
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Unavoidable.
Then—
The name was spoken.
Not loudly.
But like thunder inside the soul.
Adult , whispering, yet echoing across fate,
" You mean…Keyokthai Shammroy."
The world… seemed to stop.
The air itself froze.
The conversation ended.
They walked away.
But outside—
The envoy collapsed to his knees.
Sweat poured down his face.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
Envoy , shaking, voice breaking in fear,
"No… it can't be… If it's really him… we're all doomed…"
His breath shattered.
His heart pounded violently.
Envoy , thinking, desperate resolve,
"I must go to Earth… I have to see with my own eyes… if he has returned…"
The Final Blow
Back on Earth—
The monsters ran.
No pride.
No strategy.
Only survival.
They turned—
Took one step—
Then stopped.
Something wasn't letting them leave.
Behind them—
Sang stood still.
Silent.
Unmoving.
His fists clenched.
His head slightly lowered.
The air around him… changed.
Sang , quiet, absolute,
"You won't leave."
And then—
It happened.
Their bodies jolted violently.
Their energy—
Drained.
Not slowly.
Instantly.
Like something unseen had devoured it.
Their eyes widened in horror.
Monster 4 , terrified, voice cracking,
"W-What is this…?!"
Their legs gave out.
One by one—
They fell.
Lifeless.
The battlefield fell into silence.
A silence so heavy—
It pressed against the chest.
Rakhad stepped back, his voice barely steady.
Rakhad , shocked, unable to process,
"What… what did Sang just do?"
Earian stared, frozen.
Earian , uneasy, realization dawning,
"That wasn't any spell or magic… that was something else."
Zoick, however—
Smiled.
Excited.
Almost thrilled.
Zoick , grinning, impressed,
"Master! You taught him that? That's insane!"
But—
Eldrin didn't move.
His body stood still.
But his hands—
They trembled.
His eyes widened.
Locked onto Sang.
Eldrin , barely a whisper, shaken to his core,
"No… I didn't teach him that... No one can."
The wind passed through the battlefield.
Carrying dust.
Carrying silence.
Carrying something ancient.
Eldrin , to himself, realization echoing,
"That power… it belongs to no one else. That… is his alone."
Sang stood alone.
Back facing the world.
Aura fading slowly into nothing.
But something deeper—
Had just awakened.