Volume 1: prologue
Chapter 8: The one who swore revenge
In the kingdom of alzeria, a evil force descended upon the once serene kingdom, shrouding it in an darkness. The air crackled with an ominous energy as dark, humanoid figures, with a sickly purple glow, unleashed arrows of malevolence upon the unsuspecting realm.
The Demon Lord, a sinister silhouette against the backdrop of chaos, took a step into the heart of the kingdom. His mere presence exuded a menacing aura, sending tremors through the very fabric of reality.
As the scene unfolded, the focus shifted to grotesque monsters known as Cognivores, the demons, vile creatures with an insatiable hunger for both flesh and intellect. With horrifying efficiency, they descended upon the hapless inhabitants, their actions a grotesque of death.
In the midst of the macabre spectacle, the monsters ruthlessly skinned their victims, feasting upon the exposed flesh and devouring the minds within. The night echoed with the screams of agony, the haunting cries of children, and the sickening sound of tearing flesh.
The once vibrant kingdom now transformed into a nightmarish landscape, painted in shades of terror. Panic and despair gripped the hearts of those who witnessed the unfolding nightmare, the very essence of innocence torn asunder.
The massacre unfolded with relentless brutality, leaving a trail of horror in its wake. Shadows eerily across the devastated streets, where lifeless bodies lay sprawled, their faces etched with the final moments of terror.
the chilling reality of the Cognivores' grotesque feast unfolded. The monstrous creatures grew in size and strength with each stolen thought, each devoured memory, a grotesque manifestation of the kingdom's collective nightmare.
The night became an endless symphony of suffering, where the boundaries between the living and the damned blurred into a grotesque of horror. The vivid descriptions painted a canvas of terror, leaving an mark on the psyche of those who bore witness to the kingdom's descent into madness.
the scene shifted to a group of valiant knights and mages, their armor gleaming in the light of the kingdom in ruins. With unwavering determination, the knights charged forward, swords drawn, and the mages conjured spells, unleashing torrents of magic to fend off the encroaching Cognivores.
The initial onslaught proved effective as the combined might of swords and spells succeeded in fending off a wave of the creatures. However, the twisted tide of fate took a malevolent turn as a new breed of Cognivore emerged, larger and more nightmarish than its predecessors.
This aberrant creature, with elongated limbs and a sinewy silhouette, moved with unnatural speed. It lunged at the knights, slashing through their armor with razor-sharp nails before they could react. The valiant defenders, once resolute, now found themselves hopelessly outmatched.
The knight's swords proved futile against the otherworldly agility of the new Cognivore. In a grim of despair, the creature carved through the knights with ruthless precision. The mages, recognizing the escalating threat, intensified their magical onslaught, but the creature effortlessly maneuvered, eluding their every attack.
In a cruel twist of fate, the knights were systematically annihilated, their futile attempts at defense met with merciless swiftness. The mages, left vulnerable and shaken, were swiftly overpowered. The new breed of Cognivore, relentless and hungry for the essence of its prey, extinguished every flicker of resistance.
As the lifeless bodies of the knights and mages lay strewn across the desolate battleground, a pack of Cognivores emerged. With an insatiable hunger, they descended upon the fallen, their grotesque feast commencing in a macabre display of carnage.
The once gallant defenders, now reduced to mere victims, suffered the fate of being skinned and devoured. The Cognivores, driven by an instinctual need to evolve, absorbed the memories and intellect of their fallen victims, growing stronger with each gruesome act.
The night bore witness to a crescendo of hopelessness, a haunting requiem for the valiant souls who had dared to stand against the encroaching darkness. The shadows of annihilation deepened, casting a pall of despair over the beleaguered kingdom.
In the suffocating darkness of Suzaku's home, the air was thick with trauma and despair. The group huddled together, their faces etched with terror, seeking solace within the shelter of Suzaku's abode. The realization of the kingdom's demise weighed heavily on their hearts.
As Suzaku's parents reassured them of their safety, a haunting truth unfolded. Suzaku's mother addressed Alicia with a heavy heart, "Alicia, I'm sorry. We weren't able to save your parents." Alicia, overwhelmed with grief, let out a heartbreaking cry, questioning the unraveling tragedy that had befallen their once-peaceful kingdom.
Suzaku, embodying a fragile yet resolute strength, stepped forward. Attempting to quell the rising panic, he gently placed a comforting hand on Alicia's trembling shoulder. "What's happening to this peaceful kingdom?" she wept, her voice choked with anguish.
In a room shadowed by the aftermath of destruction, Suko, having witnessed his parents' fate, sat on the edge, his gaze fixed on the abyss of despair. Tachi, traumatized by the loss of his family, wept silently on another edge, his spirit shattered.
Feeling the weight of responsibility upon his shoulders, Suzaku refused to succumb to the despair that threatened to consume them all. Determination gleamed in his eyes as he spoke with a fervent conviction, "If this keeps on, this kingdom will be destroyed."
His parents, sharing the room's ominous atmosphere, looked on with genuine worry. Suzaku, undeterred, took a deep breath and turned to face his friends. "Raise your heads!" he urged, the fervor in his voice cutting through the oppressive silence. Alicia, still teary-eyed, met Suzaku's gaze.
"Aren't we strong?" Suzaku continued, the question echoing in the room. "Aren't we supposed to be heroes?" The weight of destiny pressed upon them, and Suzaku, driven by an unwavering resolve, declared, "We can't die. We protect this kingdom."
However, Suko, resigned to the apparent futility of their situation, replied, "We can't do anything. This is the end." Tachi, his spirit broken, echoed the sentiment, "We'll die soon." Undeterred, Suzaku's voice rang out, defiant and resolute, "NO! We are supposed to be the heroes! We can't die. We protect this kingdom."
In the dimly lit room, Suzaku's impassioned words reverberated, cutting through the stifling air of despair. "Suko, aren't you supposed to be the greatest hero?" Suzaku's gaze locked onto Suko, a flicker of hope dancing in his eyes. "Aren't we all supposed to become the greatest heroes?"
Tachi, still grappling with the weight of their predicament, voiced his fears, "But... Who'll protect us? We'll die alone, and nobody will know us. And it's already too late." Suzaku, undeterred, proclaimed, "WE'LL PROTECT EACH OTHER AS HEROES!"
Suzaku's father, moved by the courage of the young heroes, interjected, "I'll protect you kids too." Suzaku's mother, hesitant but resolute, added, "Then I'll protect you kids too." Alicia, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, declared, "We've lost our family, but this kingdom is the place our parents gave birth to us! They must love this place, so... LET'S PROTECT THIS PLACE!"
Tachi, fueled by a newfound determination, rose with hope gleaming in his eyes. "I'll get revenge by killing one of those monsters!" Suko, standing with newfound confidence, echoed, "Yes, I'll become a hero." Suzaku's mother, acknowledging their resolve, urged, "We'll protect you if anything happens, but for now, just focus on saving the people in the kingdom, please!"
Suzaku concurred, "That's right. We probably can't defeat the monsters, but at least we can save as many people as possible." Tachi, his determination unwavering, emphasized, "We can't let all the blood of Alzeria kingdom be gone!" Suzaku, echoing the collective resolve, declared, "We'll fight. We'll protect the people, even if we can't protect the kingdom."
Suzaku's declaration hung in the air like a fragile promise. "Everyone... I'll protect everyone in this kingdom!" he vowed. The solemn moment shattered as a colossal cognivore lunged at Suzaku's house, seizing his mother in its monstrous grip. Her anguished cries for help pierced the air.
Suzaku's father, heartbroken and desperate, swiftly gathered the children onto his shoulders, tears streaming down his face. Suzaku, torn between his family and the impending horror, reached out in vain. "It's too late," his father sobbed, urging the kids to safety. Suzaku, teary-eyed, reluctantly complied, his gaze locked on the unfolding tragedy.
The nightmarish scene played out before them. Suzaku's mother, captured by the relentless jaws of the giant cognivore, screamed in agony. Suzaku's friends closed their eyes, shielding themselves from the unbearable sight, but Suzaku, unable to avert his gaze, witnessed the horrifying fate befalling his mother.
A surge of raw emotion ignited within Suzaku. Anguish transformed into rage as he tore himself from his father's shoulders. In a flash, he seized a discarded knight's sword, a relic of a shattered kingdom. With determination etched on his face, Suzaku charged towards the giant cognivore, his scream of defiance piercing the chaos.d
"I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!" Suzaku's voice, a poignant blend of sorrow and fury, echoed through the night as he confronted the monstrous entity that had claimed his mother. The clash between a grieving child and an insatiable beast unfolded amidst the ruins of Alzeria, a tragic symphony of loss and desperation.
End of chapter 8