Chapter 4: Shennel Kronos
The name itself shook the demon realm.
Shennel Kronos.
Not a single demon spoke it casually. Even generals lowered their voices when mentioning her. The weight that name carried was heavier than mountains.
Some even feared her… more than the Demon King himself.
Yet despite all this, Shennel was a loving daughter.
She loved her father unconditionally. From birth, he stood by her side, especially after her mother passed away. He raised her himself, guiding her, protecting her.
She carried herself with elegance — so refined one could mistake her for a goddess.
When she was born, a dark symbol appeared on the back of her neck. It resembled a twisted crest, pulsing faintly with unknown energy.
The demon physicians studied it.
After weeks of research, they declared:
"She is… God's Chosen."
No one understood what that truly meant.
Spoiler — it wasn't divine blessing.
It was the System.
It had chosen her as a vessel… one day to descend upon… and end the human era.
Unlike Princess Aiya, Shennel was openly loved by her father. She grew in warmth, not loneliness.
She became the youngest prodigy in demon history.
At fourteen — she became a Demon General.
At twenty-one — she achieved Demi-God rank.
Interestingly… she was born on the same day as Aiya.
Two girls.
Same birth.
Opposite worlds.
Polar opposites.
"Hello, Father."
The Demon King smiled.
"Shennel, my daughter."
She stepped forward, her long pink hair flowing behind her.
"Welcome back, child. Did the subjugation go well?" he asked.
She smiled warmly.
"Of course, Father."
The four demon generals stood behind them:
The Fire Tyrant
The Blood Witch
The Shadow Beast
The Bone Emperor
They discussed battle results calmly.
Then—
Darkness formed.
A black aura surrounded Shennel instantly.
"What is happening?!"
"Princess!"
"Watch out!"
The generals rushed forward, but the aura pushed them back.
The symbol on her neck began glowing.
Then—
A voice echoed.
Cold. Mechanical.
The System.
"Shennel Kronos…"
"Now chosen… to be God Slayer."
"Adjusting abilities…"
"Rewriting existence…"
"Promoting rank…"
The Demon King slammed his fist against the barrier.
"Stop this!"
Nothing happened.
The generals attacked.
Magic. Flames. Shadows.
The aura didn't even shake.
"Rewrite complete."
Silence.
Shennel remained suspended inside the darkness.
They could only watch.
They could only hope.
Far away…
Lightning sparked between Kros' fingers.
At that exact moment—
The aura shattered.
Shennel fell forward.
The voice echoed one last time:
"The awakened is in weakened state."
"Defeat is imminent."
Then silence.
No one understood.
The Demon King rushed forward.
"Shennel!"
She opened her eyes slowly.
But her aura…
Had changed.
Her power surged wildly.
She had been promoted.
From Demi-God…
To God Slayer.
Power rivaling a god.
And somewhere deep inside her mind…
A new instinct was born.
Kill the anomaly.
Kill… Kros.