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A great blue light, as if capturing the heavens, clashes with an ashen gray hue seemingly drawn from the depths of hell in a pristine snow world. A terrifying light storm erupts, followed by successive explosions of demonic energy. In a space that seems as if the heavens and earth are collapsing, two beings of different colors violently collide.
The clash between Wrath and Rage continues endlessly, with the demonic energy blooming between them condensing into a small sphere, similar to glass.
The silver decisive technique deployed from Wrath’s hand reveals its power to freeze the world, while the power of destruction that surges from beneath Rage’s feet creates waves that shatter the very space.
As the powers of the former and current Demon Kings collide head-on, the white sphere of demonic energy shatters. A massive light that seems to engulf the entire world sweeps as the two Demon Kings’ decisive techniques and the sphere of demonic energy explode simultaneously.
A force capable of erasing even souls spreads in all directions, erasing the white snowfield and uprooting the frozen World Tree that embodied Wrath’s soul.
However, Wrath and Rage, at the center of the explosion, didn’t move a step, as if they had both died. The wind blowing as the uprooted World Tree fell to the ground blew away the smoke, revealing the Demon Kings’ battlefield.
Wrath was kneeling on one knee, his hand pressed against the cracked ground, while Rage extended his hand over Wrath’s head, his strange black eyes gleaming.
“I thought you would always treasure the moment you killed your subordinates with your own hands and broke my neck…”
Rage clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at the fallen World Tree.
“You’ve changed a lot to forget all those moments.”
He let out a faint laugh as if he found it strange.
“I haven’t forgotten. I’ve simply accepted what can’t be undone.”
Wrath shook his head, saying he could never forget.
“That’s what’s strange. The one who used to exhale anger with every breath has changed like this.”
Rage moved his finger over Wrath’s head.
“It seems a long time has passed since I died.”
He clicked his tongue, saying that if Wrath had maintained that anger, the outcome of this fight would have been different.
“It’s not a matter of time.”
Wrath furrowed his brow as he wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
“What matters is what one experiences during the given time, whether long or short.”
The time spent as a king in the demon realm was important, but spending time with Raon and the Light Wind Palace children allowed him to accept the uncontrollable anger and the past with his heart. He had certainly become weaker, but he had also become stronger.
“You said you entrusted power to the future, it seems you’ve met someone you like.”
Rage let out a short sigh and raised his head. His body began to tremble as if it were being hit by a strong wind.
“Like?”
Wrath let out an empty laugh as if he found it absurd.
“It’s the opposite. I can’t stand that bastard. I want to punch his face every time I see that weasel.”
Recalling Raon’s annoying face threatening him with Nadine’s bread, he put strength in the hand pressing against the ground and slowly stood up. In contrast to Wrath, Rage’s legs seemed to give way as he leaned forward and knelt on the cracked black earth.
“However, thanks to that damn bastard, I learned what my origin is. My power has weakened, but I haven’t.”
It’s true that he had lost much of his power to Raon and had lost his authority trying to save the Light Wind Palace children. But he was able to find answers about existence itself, beyond the boundaries of humans and demons. The years spent with them were the most important time of his life.
“What a pity…”
Rage spat out black, dead blood as he bent his upper body.
“I’m curious to know who that damn bastard you’re talking about is. It would have been good to meet him.”
“Shut up.”
Wrath shook his head firmly.
“If you had met him, he’s a madman who would have stripped you not only of your power but even your underwear.”
He shook his head, thinking of Raon, the true monster of greed who had even absorbed Greed’s authority, who could be considered his sworn enemy.
“It seems he’s no ordinary demon. Was he born with the destiny of a king?”
Rage narrowed his eyes, asking if he was a successor.
“He’s not a demon, but a human. And…”
Wrath looked down at Rage as he straightened his back.
“He’s a monster who wouldn’t be strange to become a Demon God, not a Demon King.”
“A Demon God…?”
Rage opened his eyes as if he found it absurd.
“Do you know what that means…?”
“That’s why I’m saying it. He’s a vessel for a Demon God beyond a Demon King.”
Wrath shook his head calmly, saying he knew better than Rage.
“Ha, saying so much really makes me want to see him.”
Rage’s eyes trembled finely, saying it was a pity to disappear from here.
“Shut up and disappear. You’re not even real.”
Wrath snorted as he looked at the trembling Rage.
“No, I’m real. Because I’m the Rage created from your memories.”
Rage slowly raised his hand, saying that he couldn’t be fake.
“Now take it. It’s your victory.”
A gray energy bloomed on his palm, forming a round sphere. Wrath looked into Rage’s eyes and then hit his hand holding the gray sphere.
“Even if you’re created from my memories, I don’t want to receive power from a guy like you.”
He shook his head, saying he would regain his power on his own.
“Khuhuhu…”
Rage let out a laugh that sounded like teeth grinding as he lowered his head slightly.
“You pass.”
“Pass?”
Wrath furrowed his brow as he looked down at Rage.
“What do you mean?”
“It makes no sense for the Lord of Wrath to receive power from an enemy and calm his anger. It’s right to keep spitting out anger until the very end.”
Rage nodded, saying it was a very good choice.
“Take it. No, you have no choice.”
As soon as those words ended, the gray energy rose from the cracked ground and enveloped Wrath. As soon as the gray energy touched Wrath’s body, it turned into a deep blue cold that seeped into his flesh and soul.
“Hmm…”
Wrath narrowed his eyes as he examined his body, which was glowing white as if it were covered in the first snow.
‘The realm of my soul has increased.’
The realm of his soul, which had decreased due to the use of power while ignoring causality, had dramatically increased. It hadn’t returned to its original level, but it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he had gained decades.
‘No, that’s not all.’
The Authority of Wrath, which had been consumed while creating Raon’s abilities and traits, had also strengthened. It seemed that the power Rage possessed had been absorbed and had become his own authority. It was more than expected, but he wasn’t completely satisfied.
“Rage.”
Wrath stood in front of Rage with heavy steps.
“I’ll never forgive you.”
He gritted his teeth and looked down at Rage, who was beneath his feet.
“If you hadn’t done that, no one would have died. I’ll curse you in life and death.”
He clenched his fists, vowing never to forget that incident.
“That’s okay.”
Rage nodded with a smile, his head trembling.
“It means I’ll remain in your deepest memories even after death.”
“Damn you…”
Wrath furrowed his brow as he looked at the smiling Rage.
“Khuhuhu.”
Rage let out a distorted laugh as he buried his back in the cold ground. It seemed he had now run out of strength. As he collapsed, a circular dimensional gate burning with blue flames opened in the air.
“Kill me and enter through there. The pain is severe, so I’d like you to finish quickly.”
Rage closed his eyes after asking to be killed. His body began to crumble very slowly, like a withered leaf.
“I won’t kill you easily like before. You should disappear feeling enough pain.”
Wrath narrowed his eyes as he watched Rage’s legs fading like sand.
‘There’s still a little energy left, but it should be alright.’
He was nothing more than a stranger in the Room of Self. Not knowing when this space would disappear, he hadn’t absorbed all the power scattered in the black sea or the cave reflecting the past, but had quickly gathered only the most important essence before leaving those places.
He had also obtained everything he needed from Rage, so it seemed better to let the remnants disperse on their own and make him feel pain.
“Khuhuhu…”
Rage let out a laugh that sounded like teeth grinding as he lowered his head slightly.
“Cruel. Befitting the Lord of Wrath.”
“Only for you.”
After kicking Rage’s chin, who was still laughing even in pain, Wrath turned his head.
“Die and die again.”
Wrath delivered his final words to the disappearing Rage and entered the dimensional gate made of blue flames. The feeling of gravity disappearing and his legs floating in the air. He didn’t feel like his body was being forcibly dragged, so he let himself be carried.
It feels as if he’s throwing his body on a warm, soft blanket. Closing his eyes, he felt a deep comfort for the first time in a long time.
How long had it been? Opening his eyes feeling refreshed as if he had slept well, he saw a huge moon approaching right at his nose. The moon shimmered with a mysterious silver light as if it were frozen in frost.
“Ha…”
Wrath let out an empty laugh as he looked at the silver moon containing a huge amount of cold energy that gave him chills.
‘What is this…?’
Just looking at the silver moon made it feel like his soul would freeze. A huge amount of cold energy that even astonished him himself flowed within that haughty moonlight.
“Is this telling me to obtain power from this moon?”
If he could absorb all the cold energy dwelling in that moon, it seemed he could not only regain all the power he had consumed, but even advance beyond it.
‘Finally, a fortuitous encounter has come to me too!’
Wrath raised both fists as he looked at the moonlight sharp as a blade.
‘You damn weasel! Fortuitous encounters aren’t just for you!’
He had felt envious of Raon, who seemed to have fortuitous encounters like regular meals, but finally, that opportunity had come to him too. If he could obtain the power of that moon, he could return all the humiliation he had suffered.
“Huu…”
Wrath exhaled a tense breath as he closed his eyes. Slowly operating Glacier to accept the cold energy of the moonlight, he felt pain as if his insides were being carved with a knife.
‘This isn’t ordinary cold energy.’
If it were ordinary cold energy, it would have become Glacier the moment it touched his breath, but this cold energy seemed to require a long refinement process. And that while feeling agonizing pain.
‘Are you saying you won’t give it easily? Alright. That makes it more interesting. However…’
Wrath slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
‘I’ve already experienced agonizing pain…’
Wrath gritted his teeth so hard that they clicked as he remembered Raon smiling brightly while chewing Nadine’s bread. Ignoring the pain caused by the cold energy, he raised Glacier with all his strength.
‘This kind of pain is nothing compared to Nadine’s bread!’
* * *
“Hmm…”
Raon opened his eyes, feeling a cool chill rising from beneath his feet.
‘Where am I?’
The blue sky was shrouded in a gray complexion, and the snow-covered ground was completely shattered with countless holes dug into it. Sensing the energy scattered around him, it seemed that Transcendants, monsters at the pinnacle of the world, had fought.
‘Seeing the collapsed frozen World Tree, was Wrath defeated?’
Seeing that even the frozen World Tree that emerged whenever Wrath descended was uprooted, it seemed he had fought a formidable opponent who was difficult to handle.
‘I can’t sense Wrath’s presence?’
Raon entered the inner part of the cracked snowfield, using the collapsed ground as stepping stones.
‘Where should I go…’
As he wondered where he should go to find Wrath, he saw a corpse lying on the ground. It was a black-haired man, and his body was very slowly melting.
‘Is he alive?’
The lower half of the corpse had already disappeared, and only the head and right arm of the upper torso remained, but strangely, a little vitality could be felt from him.
‘Did this person fight Wrath? He seems strong…’
As Raon tilted his head, the black-haired man who he thought was a corpse slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were a dark black as if they were reflecting darkness.
“A human…? Why is there a human here?”
The black-haired, black-eyed man tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand.
“On the contrary, I want to ask. Who are you?”
Raon frowned as he looked down at the black-haired, black-eyed man.
“Ah…”
The black-haired, black-eyed man drew a thin smile as if he understood.
“Are you that human Wrath talked about?”
He nodded as if he knew about Raon.
“It seems you were Wrath’s test.”
Raon clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at the black-haired, black-eyed man. Seeing him acknowledge Raon while mentioning Wrath’s name, it seemed that this man was the test created by the Room of Self for Wrath.
“Your strength isn’t bad, but you’re different from the humans I’ve seen.”
The black-haired, black-eyed man twisted his lips, saying it was interesting.
“Stop talking nonsense and tell me. Who are you?”
Raon stood in front of the black-haired, black-eyed man and moved his chin.
“I am the former monarch. A pitiful king who was betrayed and murdered by Wrath.”
The black-haired, black-eyed man bit his lip, saying he was stabbed in the back by Wrath and died.
“If you give me the power to avenge myself on him before disappearing…”
“You’re talking nonsense.”
Raon stepped on the black-haired, black-eyed man’s head.
“Wrath isn’t the kind of person who would stab someone in the back.”
Having lived with Wrath for a long time, he could be sure. That guy might be betrayed, but he’s not someone who would betray others.
“Khuhuhu…”
The black-haired, black-eyed man let out a distorted laugh as if he realized he couldn’t fool Raon.
“I see why Wrath said you were different.”
He shook his head, saying he couldn’t help it.
“But I’ll remain in his memories forever, always causing deep pain… What, what are you doing!”
Rage opened his eyes as if his vision suddenly turned dark.
“Just shut up for a bit.”
Raon rolled Rage’s head with his foot as if he were going to roll a ball, not caring about Rage’s screams.
“What are you doing? I’m a Demon King!”
Rage gritted his teeth as he faced Raon again.
“You have a little energy left. Since you seem to be Wrath’s enemy, I guess it’s okay if I swallow you.”
“How dare a mere human talk about swallowing me? Stop talking nonsense!”
“You’ll feel it soon.”
Raon let out a slight smile and placed his hand on the black-haired, black-eyed man’s head.
“W-wait! I’m the former Demon King, Ra-”
“Enough, I’ll take it.”
Feeling unease, Rage tried to reveal his name, but Raon didn’t listen and immediately operated the Ring of Fire and Glacier.
“Kuaaagh! Wait!”
The black-haired man screamed in pain as if his vitality was being extracted and moved his hand.
“I still have something to tell Wrath! Just wait a bit! Make sure he never forgets…”
“I’ll tell him if you say your name.”
“I, I am…”
Raon said he would tell him if Rage said his name, but then he operated Glacier to the maximum, absorbing all the energy from the black-haired man’s body in one hit.
“You told me to say my name! You crazy human!”
It was the first time he had met a madman who told him to speak but didn’t give him a chance to do so. Now his mouth had disappeared, and he couldn’t speak even if he wanted to.
‘Is this what a human is?’
It’s worse than a demon! The moment the thought that it was worse than a demon resonated in his head, he remembered what Wrath had said.
["Shut up. If he met you, he’s a madman who would have stripped you not only of your power but even your underwear."]
‘Madness…’
The moment his head disintegrated into dust, Rage realized why Wrath felt such resentment towards that human and then melted into a gray color.
“Hmm…”
Raon clicked his tongue briefly as he felt Rage’s authority entering his palm.
“Are all demons angels of charity?”
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