In the Void Beyond the Second Realm, a vast Divine Kingdom floated—majestic, terrible, alive with billions of worshippers. Its people prayed with reverence, awe, and devotion toward the figure said to dwell in the castle at the very heart of the realm. For many years, the kingdom had stood in silence, its throne room quiet, its ruler still, no tremor of energy daring to escape its core.
Until today.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"
Without warning, a burst of immeasurable energy tore outward from the main citadel. Scarlet power, raw and unrestrained, erupted like a collapsing sun, flooding the kingdom in radiance that shattered every veil of restraint.
Inside the throne hall, a figure opened his eyes. Each glowed like a supernova, bright enough to scorch the very air. Cain drew in a deep breath as the aura of destruction coursed through his veins. He felt it—the strength to crush moons, to split suns, to hurl entire stars into ruin. This was the power of the Neo-Demon Body fully reborn.
