In a middle of a forest, a mysterious black fog was traveling, the forest didn't looked greenish, it looked like a forest which can be only found in horror stories.
The forest had trees, but those trees didn't even had a single leaf. People wonder, what will lie in this forest, few say there is nothing, while the other few say it's a place where demons reside.
The black fog moved through the place until it arrived to a small ruin like place, it had few houses, but all of them were abandoned and destroyed.
The black fog moved even deeper, then a shocking sight can be seen, there was few skinny creatures, they looked human, but they aren't.
They were low ranking demons, they are probably starving, afterall humans are demons, and demons are human. No matter what race is there, as long as it was intellect then these would be common. That's what the fog thought.
That fog probably isn't even a fog, because it's something with consciousness.
"Brother! Wake up! We can survive! Just wait a little our parents will bring us food!"
A small demon was holding another demon, which seems to be that things little brother. There were few old demons and young demons around.
All of them looked hungry, and weak.
"We won't survive this, those humans, so called warriors destroyed most of our homes."
A old demon said while sitting on ground, it's body was shaking due to lack of food and old age.
"No! We will survive this! I said we will survive! We will kill all the humans once we get strong! We are demons!"
The small demon shouted loudly.
Suddenly the black fog revealed itself and shocked everyone, few thought it was just a smoke made by a fire, but few didn't felt like it because the timing doesn't match up, and the place where it came from wasn't burn and this place wasn't something that could burn easily.
The black fog suddenly went inside the little demon. The poor little demon screamed, but then started to laugh.
"I suddenly feel powerful! Could it be one of those myths? Could it be true?!"
The little demon's demeanor changed, it didn't even looked the same, it suddenly grew larger and grew traits which only a high level demon could have. The little demon started to look just like a human but with horns.
"There is no way could it be the myth of the great calamity?! if it's true then.."
The old demon was surprised but it seemed to be happy.
"Then you are our lord! Your majesty! We have always waited for your arrival!"
As the old demon said it every demons around them suddenly stood up, then knelt towards the little demon.
The scene changes to the kingdom of Angelica.
Arthur was still sitting near the broken statue, and near him sat Alice.
"So..Alice, did your so called god informed something about the calamity?"
Arthur asked Alice as he crossed his arms with a tired expression, he looked like he was working overtime with low pay, even though he is the prince.
"Well, the one who knew it already died as you know..well this is kind of awkward because sitting near the almighty prince, or the chosen hero who got chosen for working heh."
Alice replied to Arthur while looking at the broken statue.
"Say it, don't try to dodge the question by saying something to distract. I mean you literally got the blessing from your goddess, who is now broken like this."
Arthur yawned as he said it.
"Oho, unfortunately not, she didn't informed me anything, because I am just a heroine she chose, just like you, I mean we are both heroes right?"
Alice was still looking at the broken statue even while speaking, and she added.
"Doesn't this still look beautiful, even after it broke? Unlike your face."
"Don't you dare insult me again."
Arthur said and he was tired again, and the narrator was also tired saying the same tired expression.
"Aw, a pup got offended, haha."
Alice laughed and turned towards Arthur just to laugh again.
"When will I get a break?"
Arthur sighed at Alice's nonsense still with the tired expression.
"Anyways we should buy bunch of food and invest most on the food storage methods, we can't use everything on military because our soldiers can't fight if they starved, even with better powers and weapons, a man can never beat someone while being heavily exhausted, also I don't want my people to starve."
Arthur said to everyone around him, and for once he wasn't showing a tired expression and made the narrator feel relieved because for once the narrator won't have to repeat the word tired again.
Suddenly the scene once again changed to a dark place. It was the place where the two mysterious figures were at.
"And that's all, did I do good in narrating?"
One of the mysterious figure said.
"Not really."
The other figure replied.
"Aw, that hurts, anyways, I wonder who would be narrating us."
The other figure said.
"It's probably the primal dragons or the beings they created."
The other figure replied.