Year 948 of the Holy Era
Late Winter
The Demon King marches from the Dark Continent with his demon army towards the Kingdom of the Holy Light.
Year 949 of the Holy Era
Early Spring
The Demon Army arrives at the borders of the Kingdom of the Holy Light. They were intercepted by an unknown party until support from the kingdom's soldiers arrived.
The Holy War has begun.
Year 949 of the Holy Era
Late Autumn
The Demon King was defeated by the leader of the unknown party. He was hailed as a Hero.
As a reward, the Hero will be married to the princess of the Kingdom of the Holy Light.
Year 950 of the Holy Era
Early Spring
The Hero and the Princess were married. It was such a joyous event. The entire kingdom celebrated.
Year 950 of the Holy Era
Late Spring
Tragedy struck.
The Hero betrayed the kingdom and killed his wife, the princess. He went on a rampage and killed more than 1000 soldiers before fleeing to the Dark Continent.
Year 999 of the Holy Era
Autumn
News of the return of the Demon King has spread in the Kingdom of the Holy Light like wildfire. It was treated as groundless rumors by the Church of the Holy Light.
Year 1000 of the Holy Era
Autumn
The Demon Army has once again arrived at the Kingdom of the Holy Light. They successfully infiltrated the kingdom's border defenses.
Year 1000 of the Holy Era
Late Autumn
Half of the kingdom was burnt to the grounds.
The identity of the Demon King leading the army... was the traitorous Hero.
Year 1000 of the Holy Era
Winter
The final battle between the forces of the Church of the Holy Light and the Demon army is taking place in the capital city of the kingdom.
Inside the palace throneroom...
There were seven figures inside the majestic hall. One of them was a man clad in black armor and wielding a sword. Four were armored women with sword and shield on each hand. Two were robed figures, the old king and the pope.
King: "Why are you doing this, Hero? Have I ever wronged you to incur such wrath?"
The Hero only smirked as he looked at the four armored figure in front of him. They were all ready to make a move at the command of either the king or the pope. His eyes were focused specifically on the woman with the shortest distance from him.
Pope: "He is not a hero anymore, your majesty. He has betrayed the kingdom and reformed the demon army. But before all that, his biggest sin was his murder of his own wife! Truly, the title of Demon King befits him more than the one he defeated."
The King could only grimace as he remembered that fact. He looked at the murderer of his daughter and was filled with emotions of grief and rage.
Hero: "I can't believe that the King I once respected has been fooled by the church this much. Open your eyes, King! Have you forgotten the face of your own daughter!"
King: "I will not listen anymore to your senseless babble! Kill him, and let us end this pointless war!"
With that command, the four armored women moved forward and surrounded the Hero. Two of them casted spells, while the other two protected them.
Hero: "Tch."
He made a dash towards a pair and struck with his sword. His blow was powerful, pushing the heavily armored woman who raised her shield and knocking her back towards the other one casting the spell. The two crashed against the wall as shockwaves reverberated inside the hall.
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The other pair had finished their preparations and a magic circle appeared under the Hero's feet. Glowing chains appeared from the ground and bound his entire body, disabling his ability to move. With that chance, the successful pair charged at him with their swords.
Gritting his teeth, the Hero broke through the chains, leaving burn marks all over his body. The chains were made of the holy element causing him to take damage.
King: "He really has become a demon."
Only demons who have dark attributes can be damaged by holy spells and objects.
The injured Hero widely slashed his sword stopping the advance of the two and sending an invisible force from the tip of his blade. A blade of wind flew through the air and struck the shields of the two female warriors.
He raised his free arm and casted a spell, causing the area around him to emit a shockwave of dark enery, destroying the magic formation beneath him.
Pope: "This has gone long enough."
The Pope which has been standing at the sidelines had been quietly chanting a spell. The space above the throneroom ripped open as holy light descended.
Hero: "Gaaaaahhhhhrrrrggggg!"
His skin burned and his body weakened as he was showered by the holy light. He fell down to his knees. Using his sword to support himself, he tried to stand back up. As he did, the four figures had already recovered and casted spells.
Lances of holy light appeared from their hands and flew towards him from four different directions.
Pope: "This is the end, former hero."
The shower of holy light disappeared. As the hero began to fall, he caught a glimpse of the pope with a smile on his face. It was a smile that saying that he had succeeded in his plans.
Filled with rage, the Hero used his dying strength and made a mad dash towards the Pope. The four figures in turn dashed at him to stop him. Right before he could strike the Pope, one of the armored figures had appeared in between them and blocked his strike with the shield. Then a sword stabbed right through his chest.
Hero: "It's been a while."
Armored Figure: "..."
Hero: "I'll return. I swear I will take you back with me!"
The Hero kicked the figure and fell back, with the sword still sticking through his chest. With a smile, he took an item from beneath his armor. The Pope's eyes widened.
Pope: "Stop him!"
The Hero raised the item. It was a Phoenix's Heart. It grants the user the ability to reincarnate. The time, place, and form is unknown. It was a risky gamble, but it was his last desperate move.
Hero: "Wait for me, Alena!"
He crushed the heart and fiery flames surrounded his body. In an instant, nothing was left of him.
After hearing the Hero's declaration, the King's eyes suddenly cleared. The fog in his mind was lifted as he looked sideways at the figure that protected the Pope.
It had been 50 years, but her face and figure had not changed.
King: "Princess Alena... How can this be?!?"
Pope: "Tch!"
The Pope casted a spell on the King to remove his memories of the princess' appearance, but the King tried to resist the spell causing his mind to break. He fell on the floor with vacant eyes.
On the 1000th year of the Holy Era, the Kingdom of the Holy Light has fallen.