The battlefield laid quiet.
Corpses of billions lay stacked in bloodied piles, forming walls of blood and bone.
The Alliance Leader and the King, once proud pillars of the world, now laid among their soldiers—just more bodies beneath the red sky, thick with the stench of death.
The Heavenly Demon stood alone.
His robe was torn. His right arm was gone.
But his eyes still burned with hope as he glared at the two figures floating slowly toward him.
Long silver hair. Brown skin etched with tattoos that danced from their ankles upward.
Blindfolds masked their eyes—but not their presence.
Vertical scars ran down each of their faces.
They hovered in silence.
Cherry blood aura leaking from the twins
One was smiling, blood splattered across his cheeks like a kids messy dinner,
The other stood expressionless, unmoved.
Lightning cracked.
"Why…?" the Heavenly Demon rasped, barely breathing.
His gaze swept the bodies of allies and enemies alike—slain trying to stop the twin devils that spat in the face of the world's laws.
"I'm no sore loser," he growled. "The Jianghu is vast. Only the strong survive. -but I was fair. I had reasons. But you…"
"You're monsters."
Veins bulged in his neck. His anger boiled over.
"You devils! Do you even know why you're doing this!?"
The twins began to laugh.
"Did you hear that, Taijen?" Zaro said, grinning wide.
"I did, brother. Hahahaha!"
"The Demon God himself calls us devils! And pretending he's not a sore loser?!"
They both burst into manic laughter.
"Pathetic."
With a single motion, the Formless Slash cleaved the Heavenly Demon in two.
Clean. Effortless. instant.
His body dropped silently—like another leaf in a bloody forest.
Zaro turned, snatched the King's crown from the dirt.
"Hey, Taijen!" he shouted, spinning in place like a goofy child.
"Since I killed the King, does that make me King now? Hahahaha!"
He danced in a circle, flinging blood from his hair with every step.
Taijen blinked slowly… then smiled.
He joined his brother in the dance.
"Yes," he whispered. Then laughed louder.
"That makes us King! HAHAHA!"
They spun and twirled in madness until—
Rain fell.
They stopped.
"What now?" Zaro asked softly, gazing at the clouds.
"Brother… What do we do now? We reached the peak. We are the strongest. We have wealth. We have everything mortals dream of."
Silence.
Neither answered.
Because they both already knew.
Without another word, they drifted into the sky.
Leaving behind a battlefield where even the brave could not survive.
Shortly after,
They arrived at a cave.
"Zaro," Taijen called.
"Yes?"
"I still don't know why."
I still don't know what to do now.
I wish Master was with us.
"I do too, brother. But for now, let time take its course."
"Let's go back to training, brother."
The brothers retreated into isolated training.
10 million years later
The roof of the cave blew off.
"HAHAHA! Taijen, you're skinny like a pencil!"
"Who told you to eat grain balls like a pig, you fiend?"
"HA! You need to be quicker!"
"Shut the fuck up."
"Anyway, how long has it been?"
"Why are you asking me? I was with you, dumbass!"
"You're absolutely right," Taijen said, making a funny sulking face.
Slowly, the twins rose from the ground and into the sky to travel the world once more.
Even after all that time, they still had no idea what path to take, what goals to pursue, what passions burned inside them — forgotten principles.
"Brother, it seems the world is still the same, even after millions of years," Taijen said.
"I guess it's time for us to make that decision."
Their faces turned grim.
For three days and three nights, they flew under the cold blue moon, the vast ocean beneath them.
At the edge of the world, they stopped.
"This is it," Taijen said.
"So this is the infamous Ocean of Truth."
Legend says that to learn the truth, you must throw everything you have into the ocean — by dying and hitting the ocean floor.
The twins looked at each other, standing on the surface of the ocean.
No words were spoken, but they knew —
There were no goodbyes for them.
Wherever they went, their spirits would live on together forever.
They clasped each other's hearts and squeezed, letting out a final smile.
Their bodies fell in sync, slowly descending into the depths of the truth they sought.
Memories of the past flooded their minds as their consciousness began to fade:
Times of happiness, sadness, greed, and envy.
Loved ones.
And the memory of brothers laughing together.
...….
TAIJEN! TAIJEN! WAKE UP!