Chapter Three: Preparing for Battle
The chapter begins with our seven heroes sprinting at full speed, a raging demon chasing behind them, roaring with hunger. Eyad is riding on Houzayfa's back as he runs.
The seven dash through thick trees while the demon smashes through anything in its path, driven only by the hunger for human flesh.
Mazn glances back, screaming:
"GUYS, ARE WE REALLY GONNA DIE IN THE FIRST EPISODE?! And get eaten like Shinobu?!"
Moaz shoots him a deadly glare:
"I swear I'll throw you to him first."
Houzayfa, carrying Eyad while running:
"Moaz shut up! Your love story will be minced meat before anyone else!"
Mahand, running at the front at full speed:
"Aaah! Good thing all that running to the factory paid off. I'm basically a broke version of Usain Bolt."
Ali running beside him, panting:
"Shut up and stop with the jokes, we're about to die like sandwiches!"
Houzayfa, panicking while running:
"I should've stayed on the damn tree… I should've stayed!"
Moamen throws a rock at the demon behind them:
"BACK OFF! I still need to marry four wives! I can't die as demon steak cut into four pieces!"
Moaz, thinking while running:
"This demon's weak… but we need Nichirin swords for real."
Ali mocks:
"Did anyone ask for military service, bro?"
The demon roars behind them, its yellow eyes glowing in hunger.
Mahand keeps joking while running:
"Listen… we throw Moamen at him. He's got good legs, add some sausage and boom, gourmet!"
Ali yells:
"STOP! STOP WITH THE DEAD JOKES! SHUT UUUUP I SWEAR THIS ANIME IS CURSED!!"
Mazn spots something and screams:
"GUYS! A CAVE! RUN INSIDE!!"
Ali mockingly:
"Oh GREAT, so he can corner us faster. YUM YUM."
Mahand slows and whispers nervously:
"Guys… I think this is the end."
They suddenly stop inside an abandoned ruined village, forming an instinctive circle of defense. The place is filled with broken farmlands and destroyed homes.
Moaz whispers:
"I heard footsteps… not one demon… more."
Eyad trembles and tightens his grip on Houzayfa:
"I don't wanna die… I still want Mitsuri to hug me♡"
Moamen bites Eyad's leg angrily:
"SHUT UP before I feed you to the demons myself!"
Moaz notices old farming tools scattered around, potential weapons:
"GUYS! GRAB ANYTHING YOU CAN!"
They all look toward a ruined house full of rusted tools and old weapons.
Mahand picks up an old sword and slides his finger on its dull edge:
"This is worth like… 10,000 pounds maybe?"
Ali lifts an old tree-cutting axe:
"Am I with an economist? Or Amazon Jihad Edition?"
Mazn finds an old pistol:
"Bro… is this PUBG? How is this here?"
Eyad and Moamen stand aside, clapping.
Moamen: "I'll cheer for you guys. I'm still too young."
Eyad: "Let's go Moaz, bro!"
Ali squints at them:
"You wanna get married but right now… you're acting like kittens??"
Houzayfa grabs a shovel and looks around:
"Why does it feel like we're going farming?"
Moaz picks up a spear and twirls it, smiling:
"Well… time to see if our training— I mean my training— paid off."
He takes a fake commander stance:
"We've played a lot of video games… don't know how that helps but WHO CARES! MEN! AND… boys."
Mazn whispers:
"Please God let him be the first to get eaten. Acting like Erwin Smith when he's Mussolini."
Mahand leans to Ali:
"You think Moaz is stupid?"
Ali grips his axe:
"Honestly? Yeah… Moaz, who almost killed himself once, is now leading us."
The seven fall silent and form a circle. Suddenly… around 30 human-sized demons emerge.
All their hearts pound in terror.
Then… a loud stomach growl.
Ali, tense: "What was that?"
Mahand raises his sword: "WHOEVER YOU ARE, DON'T MOVE!"
Mazn: "Wait… that sound came from… us?"
They all look at Moamen rubbing his stomach.
Moamen: "Guys… after we finish… can someone get me Indomie please…"
Houzayfa whispers to Moaz:
"Let's throw him first."
Moaz sighs:
"Even the cool moments that make the audience love us… RUINED."
He grips his spear tightly and speaks:
"First— go for the neck. We don't have Nichirin weapons, but our goal is to survive until morning. Let's go."
The others grip their weapons, preparing.
Moaz whispers with a small smirk:
"The plan is simple: Calm. Relax. Creative combat."
Mahand sighs:
"You're insane. We're gonna die. WE'RE GONNA DIE!"
Houzayfa, sounding like a philosopher facing an army of demons:
"We came to change the ending… so we shall become the ending."
Everyone stares at him. Ali speaks:
"If we survive, I swear it's just plot armor."
The chapter ends as all 30 demons roar and charge at the seven with terrifying speed.
End of Chapter 3 — Next Chapter Title: The Beginning of Serious Mode… A Final Crisis