A Forgotten Name Echoes Again
Inside the dark, vast halls of the Threxius Empire…
The room falls silent as a cloaked figure emerges from the shadows.
Knight: "Announcing… Ex-Demon King 5, Dazmor Zykor!"
Threxius stares wide-eyed and steps down from his elevated throne, urgency rising in his voice.
Threxius (tense): "Grandfather! Why are you here? What brings you now of all times?"
Dazmor (stern but calm): "Your knight said you were confused… And I came not because of duty, but because you're all I have left. After losing my son—your father—I've only seen him through your eyes."
A long silence cuts through the chamber. Dazmor walks forward, his steps echoing.
Dazmor: "Now, tell me. What burdens your heart?"
Threxius (lowering his eyes): "Grandfather… it's the Kthai Clan. I need to know the truth. A spy claimed their return signals war. But why war, grandfather? Why would their rebirth spark chaos?"
Dazmor's face hardens instantly. His voice cuts like frost.
Dazmor: "KTHAI… CLAN?"
Threxius (quickly): "Please don't get angry. I'm not fearing them—I want to defend our people if that war comes."
Dazmor looks away, his expression hollow.
Dazmor (cold): "You can't defend from them… because the day has already passed."
Inner Storm: Sang's Conflict
On Earth, night falls as Sang stares at his ceiling, words of Bhuvaen spinning in his head.
Sang (to himself):
"Is Bhuvaen right?
In this world… are we all living for others, not ourselves?"
He rubs his temples, caught in emotional turmoil.
Sang (gritting his teeth):
"What am I thinking? This isn't the time for questions.
I need to go—to Bhiru Forest. That cave… it's calling."
As he drifts into sleep, darkness devours his mind.
A nightmare begins.
A monstrous throne. A dark figure ( is a like to monster majesty figure ) sits alone, fingers pressed together in deep thought. Only his eyes glow—burning red with death.
Dark figure (whispering like thunder):
"It's too late.
AWAKEN."
Sang bolts upright, sweating, breath ragged.
March Toward the UnknownIn the dense woods of an uncharted forest…
Kaizer, Ziron, Rohdan, and the rest are trekking through narrow trails. The forest is dense, and the air grows heavier.
Jake (impatient): "We've been walking forever! Kaizer, where the hell are we going?"
Lyra: "Is this the way that connected to Keyokthai Shammroy or not?!"
Ceaser: "You both said he's dead. Then who was that guy ( sang )?"
Kaizer (firm): "He's not dead. And he's not just a person… He's something much bigger. But answers won't come by standing still."
Ziron (pausing, and senses ): "Wait…"
The group halts. Tension rises.
Ziron (in a whisper):
"If I'm not wrong… he's watching us."
Lyra (nervous): "Who…?"
Ziron turns slowly, eyes narrowed.
Ziron (chilling voice):
"Seyokthai."
The wind stills. Shadows shift.
Something ancient is stirring…