The King’s Rage — When Darkness Covers the Sky

The golden and black energies continued to clash in the broken sky. Hero Kemp stood tall with his glowing spear, even though his body was shaking inside the armor. The Demon King held his gigantic sword, covered in dark lightning.

Both forces were preparing for a strike that could destroy the entire city.

Every hero on the battlefield felt the pressure of the moment.

Every civilian watching from far away felt fear running through their bones.

Even Ajmal, the strongest magician-teacher, felt nerves tightening inside him.

Because now…

the real fight had finally begun.

The Demon King raised his massive sword. The blade was so huge that its shadow covered the entire battlefield. Dark lightning crawled across the metal like living snakes.

Demon King:
“HERO KEMP…
I WILL END YOU FIRST.”

He swung the sword downward.

The air screamed.
The sky tore apart.
The earth cracked violently.

Sumit gasped.

Sumit:
“That sword is bigger than a building!”

Ayon yelled:

Ayon:
“IF THAT THING HITS US, WE’RE ALL DEAD!”

Ajmal raised his staff to prepare a barrier.

Ajmal:
“Brace yourselves—!”

But before the blade could reach the ground—

Hero Kemp moved.

Kemp flew upward like a golden arrow.

His wings of light spread wide.

His golden spear glowed brighter than the sun itself.

He met the Demon King’s sword head-on.

The moment the spear touched the blade—

BOOOOOOM!!!

A blinding explosion of gold and black ripped the sky apart.

Shockwaves flew across the city.

Heroes were pushed back.

Demons were blown away.

Buildings fell like paper.

But Hero Kemp did not back down.

He held the Demon King’s gigantic sword in place.

Using only one spear.
Only one pair of hands.

And the Demon King noticed it.

Demon King:
“IMPOSSIBLE…
YOU HAVE SUCH STRENGTH?!”

Kemp’s voice was calm, steady, brave.

Kemp:
“I will protect this world.
No matter what.”

Inside the armor, Buddhist was sweating, gasping for air, but still forcing his body to move.

Buddhist (thinking):
I… can’t… stop…
I must keep pushing…

The Demon King growled.

Demon King:
“IF STRENGTH IS WHAT YOU WANT…
THEN I WILL DROWN YOU IN MINE!”

He released a wave of pure black aura.

It hit Kemp like a storm.

Kemp was thrown back, smashing through a floating building, crashing into the ground with a thunderous explosion.

Sumit:
“KEMP!!!”

Jirsong:
“He got hit hard!”

Serdihun 1 covered her mouth, shaking.

Serdihun 1:
“Is he… okay?”

Ajmal clenched his fists.

Ajmal:
“He’s strong… he can get up.”

And they were right.

The golden dust began to glow again.

Kemp stood slowly, dust falling from his armor.

Even though his knees trembled, even though his armor flickered, even though his breath was heavy—

his spirit was stronger than ever.

Hero Kemp raised his spear again.

While Kemp fought the Demon King, the rest of the Demon King’s army poured out of the portal.

Giant demons.
Winged demons.
Sword demons.
Magic demons.

Thousands of them.

Ram Sir roared:

Ram Sir:
“All heroes!
FORM A DEFENSE LINE!
Don’t let a single demon escape!”

And the heroes responded with everything they had.

Sumit’s fists burned like molten lava.

Sumit:
“Burning Barrier!”

He created a wall of fire, blocking several demons from reaching the civilians.

He punched through a demon’s chest, flames bursting from the impact.

Sumit:
“As long as I’m alive, this city won’t fall!”

Ayon’s entire body became lightning.

Ayon:
“Thunder God Mode!!”

His speed doubled. His strength tripled.

He tore through demons with lightning punches, jumping from one to another like a raging storm.

Jirsong disappeared into a blur of electricity.

Only his laughter and lightning streaks were visible.

ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!
Demons exploded one by one.

Jirsong:
“This is fun now!”

Serdihun 1 healed the injured nonstop.

Serdihun 2 boosted the power of heroes around her.

Serdihun 2:
“Sumit, your strength is boosted!”

Sumit felt his flames grow brighter.

Sumit:
“Thank you!”

Alir shot arrow after arrow, each one guided by magic.

Alir:
“I won’t miss!”

Her arrows pierced demons with perfect accuracy, keeping the sky clear.

The heroes fought fiercely.

But the Demon King’s power was still growing.

Ajmal stepped forward.

He raised his staff, his eyes glowing blue.

Ajmal:
“Grand Seal: Heaven’s Lock!”

Huge glowing chains wrapped around the Demon King’s arms.

He growled.

Demon King:
“YOU DARE BIND ME?!”

Ajmal:
“Kemp!
Use this chance!”

The Demon King turned to break the chains—

But Hero Kemp was already on the move.

Kemp charged up his spear.

Golden flames coiled around it.

His voice echoed with determination.

Kemp:
“I will not let darkness win!”

He spun the spear and shot forward, faster than a shooting star.

Kemp:
“Golden Fury Strike!”

He slashed across the Demon King’s arm.

Black blood splattered across the sky.

The Demon King roared in pain.

Demon King:
“MORTAL!!!”

He swung his other arm and hit Kemp with a backhand strike.

Kemp flew across the battlefield, crashing into a hill.

Dust covered everything.

Ajmal’s chains broke.

Ayon shouted:

Ayon:
“KEMP!!!”

Serdihun 1:
“No! He can’t fall!”

But inside the dust cloud…

a golden glow reappeared.

Kemp stood again.

Slowly.

Painfully.

But determined.

Buddhist could barely breathe.

Blood dripped down his chin.

His vision blurred.

His muscles screamed.

But he tightened his grip on the spear.

Buddhist (thinking):
No matter how much it hurts…
I can’t stop.
I must protect them…

He forced himself to take a step forward.

Then another.

And another.

Until he was standing tall again.

Then he whispered softly inside the helmet—

Buddhist (thinking):
“I will never let you harm them…”

Even though no one heard it…

everyone felt the meaning through Kemp’s aura.

The Demon King pulled his sword back, holding it with two hands now.

Demon King:
“ENOUGH GAMES!
I WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING!”

He slammed the sword into the ground—

And a massive ring of black fire spread across the city.

Black firestorms.
Dark tornadoes.
Shadow explosions.

Every hero struggled to stand.

Sumit fell to his knees.

Jirsong lost control of his lightning.

Ayon barely remained standing.

Serdihun sisters held each other tightly, trying not to fall.

Ajmal was pushed back several meters.

Ajmal:
“This… this power…
It’s far greater than before!”

The Demon King laughed.

The world was being swallowed by darkness.

And yet…

through the fire…

through the chaos…

through the shaking earth…

Hero Kemp stepped out.

Unburned.
Unafraid.
Unbroken.

Golden light surrounded him like a glowing storm.

Kemp:
“You will not win.”

The Demon King growled loudly.

Demon King:
“THEN COME AND FACE ME, HERO!”

Kemp pointed his spear forward.

Kemp:
“I will.”

Ajmal whispered:

Ajmal:
“This next attack…
might decide the whole battle.”

All heroes looked up.

All demons paused.

Even the air stopped moving.

Kemp and the Demon King stared at each other.

Two powers.

Two worlds.

Light and darkness.

About to collide again.