The sky cracked.

  Kairyuuha hovered in the heavens, cloak torn, eyes burning like collapsing stars. Below him, the twisted battlefield screamed—chaos incarnate. The Loyal Demons charged with flawless killing intent, each one a nightmare he had once forged into perfection. Now turned on him.

  He weaved through their attacks with elegance, not desperation.

  He could toy with them.

  But not because he wanted to.

  Because he needed time.

  To calculate.

  To prepare.

  To choose the cleanest way to end everything… completely.

  > “The spell must bypass the domain,” he thought, heart steady, “and it must obey only my command.”

  His gaze swept the corrupted land below.

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  The broken world.

  The servants he once raised from nothing.

  He whispered to himself, “Enough.”

  He rose higher. The wind obeyed his ascent. The pressure in the atmosphere warped.

  Two fingers pointed upward.

  His voice, calm. Absolute.

  > “Cosmic Overdrive.”

  The stars blinked.

  Space itself twisted, then folded into a pinpoint in front of him.

  > “Spell of Big Bang.”

  A single whisper.

  A single tear in the universe.

  And then—detonation.

  A blinding white flash engulfed everything. The spell wasn’t light—it was erasure. A perfect wave of command that reached through time, space, and soul. The explosion spread outward in a flawless sphere. No fire. No screams. Just an all-consuming stillness.

  When the brilliance faded, there was nothing.

  No trees.

  No stones.

  No blood.

  Just a perfectly leveled plane—so smooth it mirrored the sky. As if the earth had been recreated to be flawless.

  The Loyal Demons were gone.

  The monsters were gone.

  Even the residual energy in the air had vanished.

  Kairyuuha descended slowly.

  He landed on the seamless surface with silent steps.

  And then he spoke—to the wind, to the Custodians, to himself.

  > “The Big Bang spell doesn’t destroy. It erases. It reduces everything to cosmic code and obeys my final instruction—to demolish all that stands and leave nothing behind.”

  He glanced to the horizon. There was nothing but reflection.

  > “That includes them. My Loyal Demons. All gone… by my command.”

  There was no sadness in his voice.

  Only steel.

  Because he couldn’t afford sorrow—not yet.

  The compulsion still clawed at him, subtle but vicious, the curse of submission cast by the Custodians trying to dig into his will. But Kairyuuha, even under such weight, still stood. He alone fought it.

  > “You tried to bend my will,” he whispered into the endless plain. “But I’ve shattered everything else. And I’m coming for you next.”