The Skybound Vow
The crisp morning air hums with silence as a small figure stands alone in the palace courtyard.
Five-year-old Shammroy tilts his head back, gazing at the endless blue sky above. His tiny fists clench with unshakable resolve.
With a sudden burst of energy, his voice shatters the stillness.
Shammroy ,yelling with all his might,
"I am going to become the Overlord!"
His voice echoes far into the heavens. He grins wide, spinning back toward the figures behind him—Second King, the Queen, Seyokthai, Ziron, Ratnire, and Eldrin—his laughter pure and fearless.
A Whisper in the ArenaFar away, in the shadowy depths of the Tri-Tier Crescent Ascension Arena, the forest canopy filters the sunlight in broken beams.
On the stair-like seats, Rohdan, Ziron, and Kaizer sit in quiet conversation.
From Ziron's words, Kaein learns of Shammroy's outrageous ambition. He freezes, his mouth slowly falling open in disbelief.
Kaein , whispering to himself, jaw slack
"Th… the… Overlord…"
The weight of those words hangs in the air, making the forest seem suddenly smaller.
The Challenge of KingsBack at the Second King's courtyard, the family and their close allies recline on the warm grass, eyes fixed on the laughing boy.
The Second King's eyes widen, joy blazing in them like dawn's first light.
Second King ,with proud encouragement,
"You can do it!"
His sudden declaration draws a sharp reaction.
Ziron, Ratnire, and Eldrin ,in unison, shocked,
"What are you saying?!"
The King chuckles, resting a hand on Shammroy's small shoulder, but Ratnire steps forward with a measured tone and explaining to shammroy that,
"Do you know how hard it is to get that post? One has obtained it before… and another came close, only to meet his end at the hands of a rival."
Eldrin's voice cuts in, more caution than doubt.
"Listen, Shammroy. To reach that seat, you'll have to face the Supreme Saviours—those cosmic beasts—and the Supreme Kings themselves. You must prove your worth… through battle, through power… or through fear."
Shammroy's brows knit, but his voice is fierce with certainty.
"I don't care about any of that! No matter what… I will become the King of Overlords with my own power!"
The Lesson of a TeamZiron rises slowly, a faint smile on his lips. Kneeling so his eyes meet the boy's, his tone is calm but firm.
Ziron, with calm
"Then you'll need a team."
Shammroy tilts his head, genuinely curious.
"Why do I need a team?"
Ziron, discribing the importance of team to shammroy ,
"Because a team makes you stronger—in leadership, in command, and as your shield when you fall. Just like your father, you'll need a second family. Build the right team… and you'll build your crown."
Shammroy nods slowly, the idea settling in his young mind.
The Family of the OverlordSeyokthai jumps to his feet, nudging his brother with a playful elbow.
Seyokthai , laughing says,
"Then I'm the brother of the Overlord!"
The Second King spreads his hands warmly over both boys' shoulders.
Second King, with a proud and happy expression says,
"Then I'm the father of the Overlord."
The Queen steps in, one hand on the King's arm, the other on Seyokthai's back.
Queen, with a smile on her face ,
"Then I'm the mother of the Overlord."
Ratnire, Ziron, and Eldrin join, smirking as they point at themselves.
Eldrin with a smirk on his face ,
"This kid had a good guts."
Ratnire behind him raises his voice,
"He choose the path we and the king didn't predict , he is such unpredictable ."
Ziron, with a happy smile on his face, encourages,
" You will be the overlord , my lord ."
By seeing everyones happy face, shammroy bursts into laughter, clutching his stomach.
Shammroy ,grinning wide,
"Then you'd all see the changes of heavens and hells soon!"
Laughter fills the courtyard, rising into the open sky as the camera pans upward, the family's joy framed against the vast horizon.
In the Shadows of ThrexiusNight falls in the Empire of Threxius. Inside the grand but dimly lit chambers, Threxius Zykor, the Abyssal Nexus Demon Lord, sits opposite his grandfather, Varnak Zykor, the former Fifth Demon King.
Threxius leans forward, eyes gleaming with excitement.
Threxius, with excitement,
"Now, Gramps! Tell me—how am I connected to him? You said before that after hearing his story… I'll finally know who I am."
Varnak studies him for a long moment, his smile tinged with sadness.
Varnak ,softly with a sad smirk ,
"After you hear this story… I can only hope you won't hate me."