WHAT I COULDN'T LOVE MORE. STORY LAYOUT This story is to show more about life maybe not more but a
NOT ANOTHER LOVE STORY!
WHAT I COULDN'T LOVE MORE.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER.1
NOT ANOTHER DEFEAT...............….
NOT ANOTHER STRANGER............…..
CHAPTER 1 - NOT ANOTHER DEFEAT
Bianca stood in the middle of the ruined buildings near her home, her eyes locked on the towering, muscular demon before her. Fear etched across her face, knowing her life could end in a heartbeat. Earlier that day, twelve hours ago, things were different. It had been the same as any other day in Faedhi, a city known for producing extraordinary heroes. Strong, fast, and intelligent, they were the chosen ones, born to protect civilians and defend the world from evil. Their motto? "EVERY SMILE MATTERS."
This universe, much like their own, was home to legendary heroes. There were the likes of Superman, whose smile could light up a room and inspire hope, Batman—embodying seriousness, leadership, and sacrifice, Wonder Woman—showing the power of feminism and what not and also countless others who protected and shaped the world.
Their mission was clear: fight demons that came from a dimension they believed was Hell. They also dreamed of one day defeating the boss of these demons and restoring peace to the world, a peace stolen by evil. The more time passed, the more heroes appeared to face this rising threat, and they believed they would one day be able to push back the darkness.
But things didn't go as planned. The boss, Digremh, was a creature of immense power, with a family of four: three sons, a daughter, and other children he raised to follow in his brutal ways. He took great pride in his first four children, training them relentlessly for over 800 years since their birth. The heroes' plan had been simple, to defeat the small demons and take down the boss, who they thought was the only significant threat. But it turned out that their assumptions were their downfall.
Now, the heroes were trapped in the villain's dimension, helpless as Digremh's first son, Tidram, along with an army of demons, was unleashed upon the city of Faedhi. Their mission? To wipe out humanity.
Although some heroes remained in the city, they were no match for Tidram's full power. With brutal ease, he slaughtered them, showing no remorse for the lives he was ending. But before his wrath for blood could devastate the entire city, a powerful witch managed to trap Tidram within the city's borders.
Infuriated, Tidram began hunting the remaining heroes, his fury unrelenting. He tore throughout the city, destroying buildings and using his demon claws to strike fear into the hearts of everyone.
Meanwhile, in the chaos, a blonde girl from school who had not a care in the world had been caught in the crossfire. She had been knocked down by a group of terrified, timid people, fleeing in panic. Though the injuries were not life-threatening, the pain was enough to daze her. But the worst was yet to come. As she lay there, struggling to process what had just happened, she turned and saw the horrifying figure of Tidram looming over her not anytime it was her end.