Chapter 0 – The Fall of the Demon King

Flames and smoke rose into the darkened sky. The once-mighty Demon King's fortress now lay in ruins. Amidst the sea of destruction stood a tall man clad in a tattered black-and-red coat — Leonix, the Demon King.

His body was battered and bloodied, yet his eyes burned with unshaken resolve. Before him stood the heroes of humanity, blades gleaming with holy magic.

And yet… there was no fear in Leonix’s eyes.

Only a faint smile — as if everything was going exactly as planned.

“Humans...” he muttered, his voice echoing across the battlefield. “Enjoy your temporary victory…”

The heroes exchanged confused glances, unsure of what he meant.

“Because I will return. And when that day comes… you will know the true meaning of despair.”

Dark, intricate magic circles began to form around his body. The mages among the humans tried to disrupt the spell, but it was too late. A surge of black light exploded from the heart of the fortress—and in the blink of an eye, Leonix vanished without a trace.

The Demon King had escaped.

But his final words lingered in the air…
And the world unknowingly stepped into an era of peace that would not last.