⚔️ [Verdantia — Ashura's Frontlines]
The drums of war began to beat.
Under a storm-drenched sky, Ashura's Princess stood atop her war chariot, flanked by thousands of soldiers and high-beast cavalry. The ground trembled beneath their march.
"You know what I want," she said calmly.
"No cities burned."
"No thrones toppled."
"Just the Queen — kneeling."
A general bowed. "Yes, Princess."
Behind her, siege beasts roared. Mages began activating floating arc platforms — high-speed transport spells rarely used outside of conquest.
The invasion had begun.
🛡️ [Verdantia — Queen's Court]
A scout knelt before the Queen's throne, mud dripping from his boots.
"They've moved," he said. "Ashura's army is advancing from three fronts."
"The Princess is leading the charge herself."
The Queen closed her eyes for a long moment.
"It begins."
"Send word to the other allied kingdoms. Activate all defensive wards. No more diplomacy. No more waiting."
She turned to Seraphina and the elder.
"We don't have time to reach him slowly anymore."
"Find me another way."
🏡 [Reincarnated World — Outskirts of the Kingdom]
The boy stood beside his father, bags packed, the wagon loaded. Aira leaned against the side, her sword strapped, casual as ever.
"We finally leaving this cursed place?" she asked.
Their father nodded. "Safer town. Better walls. Fewer monsters. It's time."
Their mother smiled faintly, one hand on her belly.
They took the first step down the road.
Then—
A shadow fell.
🚫 The Blockade
Three men appeared ahead.
And then four more behind.
Armored. Cloaked. Silent.
Each one radiated pressure thick enough to crush stone.
S-rank guards.
Aira immediately stepped between them and her mother.
The boy tensed. He knew these auras. Recognized the cold calculation in their gaze.
"You're not allowed to leave," the lead one said.
"Orders from the King."
Their father narrowed his eyes.
"We've done nothing wrong."
"Not yet," the guard replied. "And the King would like to keep it that way."
💢 Pressure Rising
"Are we prisoners now?" Aira snapped.
"You are… observed," the guard said simply. "And you're not leaving our sight."
The boy stared at them.
And for the first time in months… he felt something dangerous bloom inside him.
Not fear.
But anger.
He looked at his mother's hand.
At the small life growing there.
"No matter where I go…"
"They still try to control me."
🌪️ Three Worlds on Collision Course
Ashura's army moved closer to the Queen's borders.
The Queen desperately searched for a way to reach the Demon King's heart — or soul — before the world burned.
And in another world, a boy clenched his fists… no longer sure he could hide forever.
Because fate had found him again.
And this time — it wasn't knocking.
It was breaking the door down.