EPISODE 5
"THE FIRST PUNCH"
hallway before first period was a river of bodies, noise, and barely-contained aura.
Kai walked inside it like a ghost.
Every scar on his body throbbed in perfect rhythm with his pulse.
Eight crimson seals awake and hungry.
The ninth coiled around his soul like a sleeping dragon.
Aria walked half a step behind him, eyes scanning every face, every hand, every flicker of killing intent.
Ravnos was quiet, but not calm.
He was listening.
Waiting.
Kai's locker slammed open on its own from the sheer pressure leaking off him.
Books fell out.
Students jumped back.
Whispers started immediately.
"Is that Kai Ren?"
"Why does the air feel heavy around him?"
"Something's wrong with his aura…"
Daiki Rojima heard the whispers before he saw the source.
He turned the corner with his usual pack of four.
The moment his eyes landed on Kai, his grin spread slow and cruel.
"Well, well. The hospital let the trash out early."
His friends laughed on cue.
Daiki cracked his neck, aura flaring gold—mid-tier Earth-rank, visible to everyone.
He had broken through again last night.
He wanted the whole school to know.
He stepped forward, rolling his shoulders.
"Thought you'd hide forever, weakling?"
Kai didn't answer.
He couldn't.
Because the Fang of the First Kill—the second seal on his left collarbone—was already burning white-hot.
Ravnos finally spoke, voice velvet and venom.
Let me teach him what pain is.
Kai clenched his teeth.
"No. I do this."
Ravnos paused, genuinely surprised.
Then he laughed, low and approving.
Good.
Then bleed for it.
Daiki was two meters away now.
He raised his fist casually, the same fist that had hospitalized Kai two days ago.
"On your knees, trash."
He swung.
It was a lazy punch, meant to humiliate more than injure.
Kai didn't dodge.
He stepped inside the arc.
Time fractured. The Moment the Fang Awakens
(Everything happened in 1.8 seconds)
Daiki's fist crosses the 0.8-meter threshold.
The Fang of the First Kill fully ignites.
A crimson wolf-fang rune rips across Kai's collarbone and neck, glowing so bright the fabric of his uniform burns away at the edges.
Instinct Injection
Ravnos floods Kai's muscle memory with the first kill of his ancient life:
A memory of beheading a thousand-year frost wyrm with nothing but his bare hand.
Kai's body moves before his brain gives permission.
Left arm triples in density in 0.3 seconds (bones harden to obsidian-level).
Nails lengthen into black talons for 0.1 second, then retract.
Blood temperature spikes to 45 °C; steam rises from his skin.
Kai's right hand snaps up—not to block, but to catch Daiki's wrist mid-swing.
Daiki's eyes widen—he feels his bones creak like they're caught in a hydraulic press.
The First Punch
Kai drives his left fist forward.
No wind-up.
No stance.
Pure murderous economy.
Impact point: exact center of Daiki's solar plexus.
Raw force: 10.4 tons concentrated into a 4 cm² area.
Aura type: "Crimson Devour" – a lost attribute that literally eats enemy aura on contact.
A visible red ring explodes outward, shattering nearby windows and knocking fifteen students off their feet.
Sound like a wolf's howl layered under the crack of breaking ribs.
Daiki is airborne for 4.7 meters.
He hits the trophy case at the end of the hall.
Glass explodes.
Old plaques and medals rain down like shrapnel.
He slides to the floor, mouth open, no air left in his lungs.
Four ribs shattered.
Aura completely devoured—his golden glow snuffed out like a candle in a hurricane.
Silence.
Absolute.
Every phone that was recording freezes on the same frame:
Kai standing in the center of the hallway, left collarbone glowing crimson, steam curling off his fist, eyes wide with shock at what he just did.
Then the screaming starts.
Students scatter.
Teachers sprint toward the scene.
Aria is the only one who doesn't move.
She just stares at Kai, lips parted, eyes reflecting the dying light of the fang mark as it fades back beneath his skin.
Ravnos' voice is soft now. Almost tender.
That… was acceptable.
Kai looks at his trembling fist.
At Daiki coughing blood on the floor.
At the entire school staring at him like he's a monster.
He whispers, voice cracking:
"I didn't want to hurt him that bad…"
Ravnos answers, quiet and certain.
You didn't.
I held back ninety-nine percent.
If I hadn't… there would be no body left to cough.
Kai's knees finally give out.
He drops.
Aria catches him before he hits the ground.
She pulls him close, shielding him from the phones, from the stares.
Her voice is fierce in his ear.
"Listen to me. You just declared war on every faction watching you.
From this second forward, you are no longer invisible."
Kai's breath hitches.
Across the courtyard, on the rooftop:
The boy in the black coat lowers his phone.
He rewinds the video, pauses on the exact moment the fang ignited.
His smile is enormous.
"There it is," he whispers. "The blood remembers."
He flicks the silver coin high.
It spins, catching the sun—broken crown flashing.
He catches it without looking.
"Time to introduce myself, little brother."
Behind him, shadows detach from the roof fence.
Five figures in black coats, faces hidden under porcelain masks painted with the same crimson crown.
The boy spreads his arms like a conductor.
"Let the Unbroken bloodline come home."
He looks down at Kai, far below, cradled in Aria's arms.
"And let the world burn until it does."
Fade to black.
The wolf has tasted blood.
The hunt is no longer coming for Kai.
It is here.