Helios-77 was a world that should not have existed anymore.
The sky was a sick, boiling bruise of violet and infernal red. Lightning fractured the heavens like broken glass. Ash and charred debris carpeted the ground, carrying a heat that felt alive — writhing with leftover rage from a catastrophe the Buddies had tried to erase.
Magic Kid stepped out of his shuttle, the metallic ramp groaning under his boots. His cloak fluttered behind him, laced with Espearian runes that glowed defiantly in the corrupted air.
He surveyed the ruined world with a smile that was half admiration…
…and half anticipation.
"Perfect," he whispered.
"Chaos untouched."
Magic Kid had no interest in justice.
No desire to help the Buddies.
And absolutely no plan to save anything.
His only motive was chaos — the pure, unpredictable kind that made even Bones seem predictable.
And this world?
It was chaos perfected.
The Failed ExperimentHelios-77 had once been the Buddies' classified experiment: a desperate attempt to craft a super-soldier serum from liquefied strength enhancer pills.
A serum too volatile to ever be regulated.
Too powerful for any ordinary organism.
Yet someone had decided to test it on a baby Alpha Black Fire Wolf.
A puppy.
A creature carrying a rare magical rabies that no one knew existed.
The serum mutated with the infection…
Fueled the wolf's flames…
Corrupted its cells…
Knitted its bones into monstrous proportions…
And birthed something new.
Something that should never have walked the cosmos.
A Wolf King.
A wolf-human hybrid of immense strength, seven feet tall, rippling with muscle, black fire coursing through his veins — flames that could melt steel like butter.
He conquered the labs.
He conquered the forests.
He conquered every living thing on Helios-77.
Magic Kid smirked.
"And now I will conquer him."
Not with force.
With opportunity.
The Wolf PackThe trees creaked unnaturally as shadows darted between them. Magic Kid's eyes glimmered.
"Right on time."
Wolf-human hybrids emerged from the forest — towering monsters with burning fur, twisted limbs, red-glowing eyes, snarling muzzles, and weapons made from melted lab scraps.
They circled Magic Kid in seconds.
Magic Kid didn't flinch.
He rested his staff casually on his shoulder.
"So obedient. He trained you well."
One hybrid gnashed its teeth, growling:
"Sor… cerer…"
Magic Kid raised his staff and tapped the ground lightly.
A ring of violet light pulsed outward.
Every hybrid froze in place.
Magic Kid chuckled.
"A pack responds to dominance.
Your king will respect the same."
The pack parted.
The ground vibrated.
A roar split the sky.
And the Wolf King entered.
The Wolf KingHe towered above Magic Kid like a living inferno.
Seven feet tall.
Shoulders like boulders.
Arms thick with burned, corded muscle.
Claws sharper than the blades of a dozen worlds.
Fur aflame with black fire leaking like molten shadow.
His presence alone seemed to warp the air.
He was death made flesh.
And yet…
Magic Kid smiled.
"Your Majesty. I've been waiting."
The Wolf King's fiery eyes narrowed.
"You… smell like Espearia."
Magic Kid raised a brow.
"So you know of it."
The Wolf King leaned forward, sniffing.
"And dragon blood… nearby."
That made Magic Kid grin.
"Yes. Exactly. You sense them well."
The Wolf King's teeth glistened.
"Dragons are power.
Pure power.
If I consume their blood…
I evolve."
Magic Kid tapped his staff.
"And if you evolve enough…"
The Wolf King finished for him.
"…I surpass the green immortal."
Magic Kid nodded.
"Bones."
The Wolf King's flames flared violently.
"His destruction is sloppy.
Mindless.
Predictable.
But mine could be… better."
Magic Kid's grin widened.
"Now we speak the same language."
The Wolf King's pack snarled, excited by their king's rising bloodlust.
He growled:
"I want Bones' throne.
I want his place.
I want to be the destruction that every world fears."
Magic Kid raised two fingers.
"I can get you close to dragon blood."
The Wolf King's eyes burned brighter.
Magic Kid smirked darkly.
"And close to the multiversal stage where chaos is guaranteed."
The Wolf King inhaled sharply.
"Where?"
Magic Kid turned, ripping open an unstable portal of violet and blue lightning.
"The Multiversal Martial Arts Tournament."
The Wolf King tensed.
"A place where dragons gather."
Magic Kid nodded.
"A place where they are vulnerable.
Where you can kill them.
Where Bones is watching."
The Wolf King's breath came out like a furnace.
"And if I kill those dragons…"
Magic Kid's smile was cold and sharp.
"…Bones notices.
Bones grows angry.
Bones comes."
The Wolf King's claws flexed.
"And then I kill him."
Magic Kid whispered:
"And chaos reigns."
The Wolf King's grin widened — a monstrous display of obsidian fangs.
"Chaos… yes."
Magic Kid extended his hand toward the ripped portal.
"Come, Your Majesty.
Let me deliver you to your destiny."
The Wolf King stepped forward.
His pack followed, shaking the burning trees with their howls.
Magic Kid turned and cast one last look at the ruined world.
"You wanted to bury this place, Jimmy."
His eyes gleamed.
"I'll make sure the entire multiverse sees your failure instead."
He stepped into the portal behind the Wolf King.
It snapped shut.
Helios-77 fell silent for the first time in decades.