Flames raged everywhere, with millions of corpses strewn across the ground and thousands of buildings and trees reduced. to ash. Amid this apocalyptic scene stood three terrifying beings, their malevolent gazes fixed on a blood-soaked human.
These three were Demon Gods-the embodiment of destruction, the vilest and most fearsome creatures in existence Through the smoke and ash that floated across the battlefield, one of the Demon Gods stepped forward. It was Diablo, the Demon God of Destruction.
"Hahaha is this all you've got, human? Where is that so-called 'invincible magic swordsman title of yours? The Strongest Warrior of the entire world? You can't even scratch the three of us. You're nothing but a weakling."
The Demon God's taunts echoed across the battlefield, meant to crush the spirit of the lone human. Yet, the man raised his trembling hand, pointing a bloodied finger at the three monsters before him.
"Weakling, you say?" His voice carried a defiant resolve. "Today, I may die here. I may lose my title. But remember my words..
"I, Zack Willhert, swear that one day, someone from my kind a human-will rise and destroy all of you. That person will sever your three cursed heads and bring eternal peace to this world."
Zack's voice boomed across the battlefield, filled with unyielding determination. His proclamation made the Demon Gods sneer with disdain.
"Destroy us?" Beelzebub, the Demon God of Pain, hissed venomously. "You're delusional, human. Look at yourself- battered and broken. The last hope of humanity and all other races is gone. There. is no 'someday. This is the day you, and everyone who opposes us, dies!
Despite Beelzebub's mocking him, Zack smiled faintly. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, but his gaze remained steadfast
"Impossible? in this world, nothing is impossible for those who are willing to try. Even an ant can bring down a dragon if it has the courage to risk everything."
He took a deep breath, his battered body trembling but unyielding.
"Do you know why humans like me rise to the top? We do not possess physical strength as great as the giants. We're not as skilled as the elves in magic. But we possess something no other race has... a dreams. And we're ready to give everything we have to achieve them." His voice grew louder, echoing with profound conviction.
"WE ARE HUMAN!" The force of Zack's declaration shook all who heard it, even causing the three Demon Gods to falter momentarily. But it was Lucifer, the Demon God of Darkness, who broke the silence.
"How pitiful. Dreams will not save you, Zack Willheart. We, the Demon Gods, will annihilate every race, every last human. And once we've wiped this battlefield clean,nothing will remain." Lucifer's icy words sent chills through the air, yet Zack only laughed softly.
"Annihilate everything, you say? Do you think I'd let you do that without a fight?"
Lucifer's expression darkened. "What do you mean? What can you possibly do in your pitiful state?"
"What can I do?" Zack's smile widened as he brought his hands together. "This..."
Suddenly, a massive rune circle appeared beneath the feet of the three Demon Gods. The intricate patterns glowed ominously, trapping them within its bounds.
"A-A sealing spell?!" Diablo growled, his voice laced with disbelief. "What is this, human? What are you planining?!"
"What am I planning?" Zack's weary voice. carried an edge of triumph. "Five years ago, I uncovered a forbidden magic that was long lost to history. A spell capable of sealing away anything. The cost? The caster's soul. That's why it was forbidden."
The Demon Gods froze, their expressions darkening. Diablo's voice thundered across the battlefield
"Sealing us? Hah! Even the High Priest of the Sacred Temple couldn't achieve that with divine blessings of gods. What makes you think you can, human?"
"It's simple," Zack said with a grin. "The strength of this seal is determined by the strength of the soul used to cast it. And tell me.. how strong do you think the seal would be when cast by the strongest warrior in the World?"
Lucifer's eyes widened in realization. "Damn it! You two-get out of the circle now!"
But it was too late. Glowing chains erupted
from the rune circle, wrapping around the bodies of the three Demon Gods. They struggled, but the chains held firm.
"This ends now, Zack declared. "I know I can't seal you forever-you're too powerful
This seal will only last for 500 years. But that's more than enough time. Humanity and the other races will rise again. And next time we will win."
The Demon Gods raged against their bonds, their voices filled with fury."Curse you, Zack Willhert!" Diablo roared. "When we break free, we'll slaughter your descendants and erase your entire race!"
"I'll bring them endless suffering." Beelzebub hissed. "Pain so unbearable that death will seem like mercy!"
Zack shook his head, his body fading as the seal consumed his soul. "You won't get the chance. It's over."
With his final breath, Zack activated the spell. "Magic Seal: Ultimate Spirit Seal!"
The chains tightened, pulling the Demon Gods into the depths of the rune circle. Their screams echoed as they were trapped within the seal, vanishing into oblivion.
As the battlefield fell silent, Zack smiled weakly, "I did it. I couldn't kill them, but I've done all I could. The world has a chance now." He closed his eyes as his body crumbled into nothingness
Zack awoke in darkness."So this is death. No heaven, no hell. Just nothingness. Did I fight so hard for this?"
Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the void.
"What's that...?" Zack murmured as he walked toward it. The light engulfed him, and he heard a voice a woman's voice.
"Zack.. Zack..."
"Who, who's calling me?"
He opened his eyes, finding himself in an unfamiliar place. A woman leaned over him, tears streaming down her face.
"Zack, my son! I thought you were gone!"
Her words stunned him. "S-son? What's going on?"
A sharp pain struck Zack's head as memories flooded in." I-I've been reincarnated.." he whispered.
He glanced at the woman, realizing he now inhabited the body of a boy with the same first name as his own.
"What year is it right now??" The woman looked at him, puzzled. "It's the year 3627. Why do you ask? You've been unconscious for two weeks.
Zack's eyes widened. "485 years. The Demon Gods will break free in 15 years."
He clenched his fists, a resolute grin forming on his face. "This time... I'll be ready. Becoming the strongest in 15 years? That'll be easy."