One snap.

One impaled party.

One impaled comrade.

One alive me.

And one lighthearted demon-king.

"I can't believe I finally get to meet the legendary hero!"

While his guard's down.

"Is it true you beat a wood-shaman?"

He thinks I can't move under his pressure.

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"That shoulder-pad looks neat!"

He thinks I'm a B-rank but if I uses my flames right I can destroy a defense-type A rank. All I need to do is blow him up from the inside.

"Hey, are you even listening?

He then put his hand in front of my face as he began moving it.

Up and down.

Up and down.

Up and down.

"I don't like it when people ignore me..."

"Maybe this will get your attention..."

Black flames sprouted from his hand.

And into mine.

And with the combined power of both his black flames and my white flames before he picked up his guard I...

Woke up chained with my mouth covered in a mask of some sort. I lay still on a flying carriage as the Demon King lay flames upon an innocent village.

"How's the view?" Was the first thing I heard.

The next thing, was the screams of innocent civilians.

And after that, the screams of more innocent civilians.

And more. and more

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Time passed.

I didn't know how much but time had passed. And I walked without the chains for the first time after time passed. By my side a laughing Demon King and in front of me a treasure that would make me his equal.