TOKYO, midnight. The Shibuya Metro station echoed with the screams of civilians.
A shadowy mist seeped into the tunnels, corrupting the air. One by one, terrified passengers convulsed, their eyes rolling white. Their skin twisted into gray husks, veins glowing red.
Within seconds, they weren't human anymore. They were thralls.
The air trembled as a hulking figure emerged from the black haze. Horned, with jagged obsidian armor sprouting from its skin. Its eyes burned like molten fire.
The mid-rank demon Raktar {8th mid rank}had awakened.
"Feast," it growled, its voice cracking like shattered metal.
The thralls screeched and swarmed.
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The Lone Wielder
At the entrance of the ruined platform, a lone figure stood firm. Akira Tanaka.
His blade hummed with aura, glowing silver against the tide of shadows.
"Not here. Not again," he muttered, sliding into stance.
The first wave came—over two hundred thralls charging at once. Akira's blade blurred, cutting arcs of light that carved through flesh and bone. But for every ten he cut down, twenty more rose from the infected.
His breathing grew heavier, cuts forming across his arms. A claw raked his back, crimson blood dripping onto the concrete.
"Tch… damn it…"
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The Army Arrives
From the streets above, engines roared. The Japanese Self-Defense Force stormed in, trucks and armored carriers flooding the area.
"Fire!" shouted the commander.
Two thousand soldiers unleashed gunfire, rockets, and grenades into the tunnels. Explosions thundered, the ground shaking.
But then—two new presences emerged from the shadows.
Low-rank demons{10th and 9th }.
Their twisted wings spread wide as they landed amidst the soldiers.
In seconds, screams erupted. Soldiers were torn apart like paper dolls. Explosions turned against them as the demons hurled back their weapons with overwhelming strength.
The army—two thousand strong—was collapsing.
Akira grit his teeth, standing between the mid-rank Raktar and the horde. "If I fall here… no one survives."
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Rehan's Arrival
A surge of crimson light split the chaos. The entire battlefield froze as Rehan stepped out of a teleport ripple, aura flaring like a burning storm.
He glanced at Akira, nodding once. "You focus on the mid-rank. I'll handle the trash."
Aura burst from his palm. In one sweep, hundreds of thralls disintegrated into ash.
Akira smirked faintly despite his wounds. "Took you long enough."
But the relief didn't last. Both low-rank demons turned their killing intent toward Rehan, circling him like predators.
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Scarlet Entry
Raktar roared, its claws striking at Akira. Sparks exploded as steel met obsidian.
At the same time, one of the low-rank demons unleashed a wave of corrosive energy straight at Rehan. The blast was strong enough to melt steel pillars.
Rehan raised his guard, aura surging to block—
—but before the impact landed, a red flash split the air.
The attack dissolved into dust.
Everyone froze.
From the crimson light, a slender figure stepped forward. Her hair fluttered like flames in the glow.
"Ishita…?" Akira gasped.
She lifted her chin, eyes burning scarlet. "I saw the news too. I won't just sit back."
And then—her aura pulsed.
One flicker. Just a heartbeat.
Two hundred demons around them turned to ash instantly, erased in silence.
The battlefield fell still. Even Raktar hesitated.
Rehan's eyes widened. That was only a flicker…? Impossible.
Akira stared in disbelief. "What… is she?"
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The Three-Way Battle
But the fight was far from over.
Raktar howled, enraged, and swung its claws at Akira. The low-rank demons pounced at Ishita, their wings slicing through the air.
The ground split as the clash erupted.
Akira slashed furiously, barely holding against Raktar's brute strength. Rehan countered both low-ranks, his aura crackling with lethal precision.
Ishita, however, faltered. Her Scarlet flash had burned too much aura. When she tried to summon another, only sparks came.
"Damn… I can't… control it yet!" she cried, parrying with raw strength.
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Akira's Final Gamble
Akira's body bled from a dozen cuts, but his eyes blazed with determination. He pushed Rehan back with a sharp shout:
"Rehan! Take the survivors—get them out of here! This place is finished!"
Rehan's expression tightened. "Don't be reckless—"
"Do it!!" Akira roared. "If I fall, at least let my blade carve the path!"
Rehan's jaw clenched. Without another word, he seized Ishita and the remaining soldiers, teleporting them far outside the city's blast zone.
Only Akira remained.
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Dimension Cut
Akira planted his sword into the ground, aura flaring brighter than ever. His veins glowed silver as his blade screamed with power.
Raktar laughed darkly. "You think one human blade can defeat us?"
Both low-rank demons joined its side, their combined energy forming a devastating black storm.
Akira gritted his teeth. "Dimension Cut…"
He poured ninety-eight percent of his aura into the sword.
The ground shattered beneath him as he swung. A blinding arc of silver light tore forward, cutting space itself.
The three demons roared in unison, launching their ultimate combined strike—a tidal wave of corrupt power that threatened to erase everything.
The two forces collided. For a heartbeat, the world held its breath.
Then—Akira's Dimension Cut sliced through it all.
The mid-rank and both low-rank demons were cleaved apart, their bodies dissolving into nothing.
A massive straight-line crater stretched through Tokyo, carving the earth as if the world itself had been cut open.
Silence.
Akira fell to his knees, his sword buried in the ground, his body trembling.
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The Aftermath
Moments later, a teleport flash appeared. Rehan and Ishita rushed back into the wreckage.
"Akira!" Ishita cried.
He barely lifted his head, his face pale. "Still alive… barely."
Before Rehan could reply, soldiers surrounded them. Their commander, a grim-faced general, stepped forward.
"You three. You're coming with us. The President wants to speak to you… immediately."
Before they could react, a hiss filled the air.
Gas.
Thick, white clouds enveloped the station. Rehan tried to flare his aura, but his limbs grew heavy. Ishita staggered. Akira collapsed.
The last thing Ishita saw was Rehan's crimson eyes narrowing before everything went black.