In the void, where silence weighed heavier than screams, where even the stars were too far from their own light, stood the seventh commander of the Demon Army.
His eyes could not see… but they could feel.
Feel that something was coming. Something… not of this world.
Suddenly, the void behind him tore open. From it stepped a man, walking with calm, deliberate steps—as if the universe itself was making way for him.
Silver hair flowed over his shoulders, eyes the color of glowing ash, and a black cloak adorned with shards of frozen meteors.
In his hand, he held a sword—similar to Arthur's blade, yet black tinged with deep blue, pulsing with an inner heartbeat.
The demon commander halted, speaking with mockery.
"Who are you? You were never named among the commanders…"
The newcomer smiled faintly and replied,
"My name… is Kaizar Novarin. The commander yet to be written in the records."
[Flashback]
In one corner of the Palace of Shadows stood a body encased in a crystalline tube, pulsing with unfamiliar magical energy.
Sajibro's deep, commanding voice echoed:
"Seraphin was the facade… but this is the true blade I forged in secret."
Arthur stepped closer, closing his eyes for a moment before speaking.
"I'll make him understand what it means to be the sword of the King."
From that day… Kaizar's training began.
Every strike from Arthur shattered his bones, every spell from Sajibro carved power into him—until the day he became Kaizar Novarin, the Blue Blade of Shadows.
[Back to the Present]
The battle began.
The demon commander charged forward, but Kaizar didn't move. He simply raised his sword to his side.
"This blade's name is… Naivios, the Sword of Eternal Pride."
In an instant… he vanished from his place and reappeared behind his foe, his blade slicing through the very fabric of the void.
Every movement sent ripples through space-time itself.
The enemy tried to match him, but Kaizar did not fight like a human.
He fought like one born for battle.
And when the commander began to gather immense power, Kaizar extended his hand and unleashed his unique ability—"Shatter of Truth."
A blue radiance burst forth, and when it faded… there was no enemy.
Not even a trace.
Kaizar sat upon a boulder of frozen magma, his sword embedded beside him.
He gazed up at the torn sky and spoke in a low voice, heavy with loyalty:
"I seek nothing, Sajibro… only your glory… and your pride, my King."
End of Chapter Forty-seven.