Even his own girls looked alarmed now.
Luna’s stormy eyes - which were filled with similar amounts of fury a moment ago - widened; her instincts screamed of danger, not from any external threat, but from him.
Bastet, usually fearless, found herself unable to breathe. Her lips parted, trembling. "Master..."
And Aria... Aria reached for him. "Kai-" she whispered hoarsely with her hand outstretched, desperately trying to reach the love of her life.
She and the others pulled him back from the edge before and during the times when he felt enraged.
But this time, the distance between them felt infinite. Something was very, very wrong.
Her fingertips stopped just shy of his back, as if some unseen force barred her from touching him.
The aura around Kaiden was no longer just crimson; it deepened into something darker, heavier.
His rage wasn’t consuming him; it was manifesting outside him.
The air warped. The fire guttered out.
A vibration filled the hall, deep and resonant, shaking the bones of everyone present. Dust fell from the ceiling beams. The torches bent away from Kaiden as if repelled by his very presence.
And then, it happened.
A pulse burst from him, as if it were a heartbeat made of flame and hatred.
Crimson light bled from his body like molten metal pouring from cracks in his very soul.
It flowed over his skin, pooling, spiraling, and compressing until it changed his shape.
A silhouette.
Man-shaped, yet monstrous, an echo of Kaiden’s wrath given true form. A literal demon, not merely eyes that shifted color.
It radiated pure, unfiltered emotion. Rage, disgust, and judgment, all twisted together to make this dreadful, oppressive sight.
Nyx’s voice broke the silence. The pink-haired girl was pleading. "Kai... return to us!"
She was ignored.
The being moved.
It threw its head back and screamed. The sound wasn’t heard so much as felt, vibrating through marrow and stone.
In that instant, the roof of the longhouse detonated.
Wood, iron, and enchanted wards alike shattered apart, leaving behind a spiraling column of crimson energy that split the clouds above.
Outside, the night was torn open.
The crimson flare erupted high into the heavens, exploding into a storm of light that painted the world in hues of scarlet and gold. For a heartbeat, even the moon hid behind that light, as if unwilling to witness the sin of man in its truest form.
And far beyond the settlement... in the wilderness, among the shadowed forests and broken ruins...
They stirred.
The demons.
The twisted remnants, feral and chaotic, had roamed the wilds aimlessly, looking for human life to snuff out. But now... they stopped.
One by one, they lifted their heads, their glowing eyes turning toward the distant light.
Some whimpered. Others fell to their knees.
And a few... smiled, letting their jagged teeth glint in the dark.
For they felt it.
A presence vast and suffocating. A primal authority that reached into the fabric of mana itself and commanded it to acknowledge.
They didn’t sense Kaiden Grey, the man.
They sensed the Paragon of Sin.
The Heavenly Demon’s mark upon a woman many, many galaxies away pulsed to life. After thousands of years, it was no longer dormant, no longer hidden.
She hurriedly reached for the mark left behind by her beloved, not able to believe it was real. But no matter how many times she blinked, it did not go away. It was real.
Tears began to form in the woman’s eyes.
"You finally found your successor... my love."

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