Konsoon started sitting on his chair. He smiles and said,
"Guess I never really think of any person getting the things to be on it. I really have to say, Kamino… this person I want to meet him up. But I gotta say, he is something. Who I want to see… if he can buy… still, let's see if we can do anything. Selfishness… to kill everyone. I wanna see. My real goal is to possess the Desire Stone. Soon… I guess it will be mine now. But still… let's see if I can get there… to kill the dirty who will be in our way. Let's see, Victor… what's even you got to tell me, as you possess my half cell of it. Tell me… what's the news?"
Victor said,
"My lord, there is a king warlord who is saying that he will break the connection with you. He said he don't need you."
Konsoon smokes and said,
"Is that so? Ehh? Kinda nice to see. I am seeing someone who is really showing the things, and he did it finally. Just my expectations from him… as always, you know. Let's really do get it in, isn't it? Just being teleported there… and
And then Konsoon said,
"Let's go on there then. How about it?"
Victor bowed.
"As you wish, my lord."
They went.
Konsoon said,
"Well, well… my warlord Barzak. I never expected you. See you like these."
Barzak answered,
"Are you even saying—"
Konsoon cut him off.
"What I am saying: the betrayal you did against me is the proof of what I am trying to say, my friend. Even though I already knew you would. I never trust anyone from my start, and I have seen and faced many betrayal as, you know, betrayal. These things never even come from your enemies; it comes from your most closest people. You care. Better you abandoned you alone. No one likes to see you—everyone wants to be above it. That's the cruelty. But what I want say is that these things will—your last thing you will hear from me. I never trust you as I believe, and here you here."
Konsoon looked at him and said,
"You are nothing. Just a mere pawn."
Barzak's servant attacked, and Victor easily cut them down.
Konsoon smiled and asked Barzak,
"Any last wish?"
Barzak screamed,
"I will kill you. Can't kill me, Konsoon—you are fool!"
Konsoon replied,
"Is that so?"
He raised his hand. Blood floated. Needle-like objects came and injured Barzak.
Barzak gasped,
"What?"
Konsoon said,
"Here is your end, you know."
Blood floated; Barzak died.
Konsoon stood over the corpse.
"Fools. Just as I expected. Never be worthy. But still… he did well to save the gem in his chest."
Konsoon tore Barzak's dead body open at the chest.
"These… are the things I like. Guess Atek at it have something work I can do."
"Funny, thing The more trust you give people, the faster they leave you. And once they taste power, they forget who raised them. You can't even trust your own people — that's the cruelty of it. He died because he never understood that. In the end, he was nothing… just dust. No one escapes cruelty. No one."
Konsoon did not even bother to stand. He pointed with a slow, deliberate finger. "Victor—find where the fourth key is hidden. Bring me who knows when and where. When it happens, I will take the first Stone. I want to rule. That is all. I don't care who lives or dies. If anyone stands before me, I will not hesitate — even if that someone is my most precious servant."
Victor's jaw tightened, but he kept his head bowed. "You may kill me, my lord, if you do not trust me. But spare me, and I will follow you forever. I don't care for myself. I care for your desire." He half-bent, an offering of blooded loyalty.
Fuko and Renji fell to their knees as well, voices low. "We will never betray you, my lord," they swore.
Konsoon smiled, a small, pleased curl. "Good. It pleases me to see you all kneel." For a moment the world narrowed to the three of them — master and servants.
The scene blinked away; they were back in Konsoon's chair-lit chamber. He watched rain streak the windows. "Victor," he asked idly, "why is it raining?"
Victor glanced at the window. "Because nature is cruel," he replied.
Konsoon laughed softly. "Exactly. Rain shows sorrow, but humans ignore it. We harm living things every day, and yet we pretend it doesn't matter. That is why I love cruelty. Watching people die — that is the entertainment. That is the truth."
People say they have no weakness, but in truth, every human does. They simply refuse to see it.
As Konsoon looked at the world, he knew it had no place for kindness. That was its cruelty—a fact no one could truly deny.
Konsoon stood on the balcony, watching the river flow below. Fuko stepped forward, with Renji beside him.
"My lord, Kamino now controls many lands. Should we stop him?"
Konsoon smiled gently.
"The pleasure of battle is not always in fighting," he said. "Sometimes, watching is far more enjoyable. Acting now would only waste time."
He smiled again.
Scene shifted — stormy hills.
A man named Kaizen sat calmly, a faint smirk on his face.
"Maybe you have done your work," he said, "but I am not done with you."
Kaizen looked at his victim with unfazed eyes.
"Please… don't kill me," the man begged. "I did what I had to do. You can't betray me like this."
Kaizen stared at him and spoke coldly.
"Tell me—what wrong did you commit? I see many mistakes. You were planning to betray my design, and I do not believe you would have succeeded while kneeling under my command."
Kaizen raised his blade and killed the man.
The victim screamed—then fell silent.
Scene shifted back to Konsoon.
"We must all be prepared," Konsoon said to his servants. "There are five keys hidden across the world. We have found one. Another must be located."
His voice hardened.
"The Land of Sand will be ours. This is no joke. We will achieve it."
Konsoon looked up at the sky from the balcony.
Scene ends.
Konsoon smiled and said, "We should truly prepare for what is to come."
He smiled again.
Scene shifted.
A magic academy known as Magic Castle appeared.
A fourteen-year-old boy named Tai Yang ran through its gates, breathing hard.
"Finally… I'm in the Magic Castle!" he said excitedly.
He turned and spoke to his sister, his eyes shining with determination.
"See, sister? I will win this. I have so many plans."
ran forward, eyes wide.
"Wow… so many magicians and swordsmen," he muttered. "This is really interesting."
Suddenly, he crashed into a large magician.
"Oops—sorry, uncle!" Tai said quickly.
"Hey, kid, watch where you're going," the man snapped.
"S-sorry!" Tai replied, bowing his head before hurrying away.
Tai looked around at the crowd and tapped a man's shoulder.
"Hey… do you know where the magic competition starts? I want to participate too."
The man shoved him aside.
"Get out of my way."
Tai clenched his fists, anger rising.
"I asked you nicely."
The man scoffed.
"There's no place for losers here."
He turned and walked away.
"Jerk," Tai muttered under his breath.
A brown-haired boy stepped closer.
"Hey… do you need some help?"
Tai looked at him for a moment, then smiled slightly.
"You look like a good guy… I mean, yeah."
The boy laughed softly.
"My name's Sacha. I can help you."
"Oh—thanks," Tai said. "I just want to know where the competition starts."
"You mean the selection?" Sacha replied. "It'll begin in a day. Everyone's still arriving."
He shrugged.
"For now, you should register your name and maybe make some friends, if you want."
Tai nodded eagerly.
"Sure. Yeah."
turned to his sister.
"See, Lan? This guy seems genuinely good."
Lan nodded.
"Yeah, I can see that too."
Sacha gestured ahead.
"This is the place where you can make friends. A lot more people will arrive soon," he explained.
"But today, the competition hall won't be open."
Tai looked around at the crowd and then sat down at a nearby table.
"This place looks really great," he said.
He smiled to himself.
"This academy is genuinely amazing."
Sacha nodded.
"You should sit here. You'll meet plenty of people and make friends."
"Is that so?" Tai asked.
Sacha chuckled.
"By the way, I didn't ask—what's your name?"
"Tai Yang."
"Oh, that's a good name," Sacha said. "It reminds me of someone called Rai."
Tai tilted his head.
"Who's that? Some powerful magician?"
Sacha smiled.
"Yeah… something like that."
He stood up.
"I'll order some food for you. You should eat. I've got some work to do."
"Oh—thanks. See you later, Sacha," Tai said.
Sacha waved lightly and walked away.
sat quietly and smiled to himself.
"I hope I get selected," he murmured. "Being here at the Magic Castle Academy would be amazing."
A girl approached the table.
"Hey, can I sit here?"
"Sure," Tai said. "What's your name?"
"Kacey."
"I'm Tai Yang."
Kacey looked at him with interest.
"You look like a magician."
She smiled slightly.
"I'm a mage's daughter, so yeah. What about you?"
Tai hesitated.
"I… don't really know. Maybe I want to call myself a magician too. Sometimes I feel an immense power inside me. It just comes."
Kacey laughed softly.
"That's funny."
Tai frowned.
"No. It's not."
Before she could reply, another boy appeared.
"Can I take a seat?"
Tai nodded.
"Yeah, another one. That's great."
The boy sat down and spoke bluntly.
"I'm Jung. I'll be working with you two. Take things seriously."
Tai blinked.
"Wow… you're kind of rude."
"I'm not rude," Jung replied calmly as he took a seat. "I'll be working with you."
"Yeah," Tai said, nodding.
"My name is Jung Wong," Jung added.
Tai and Kacey introduced themselves in return.
"I'm here for one goal," Jung said seriously. "And to achieve that goal, I'll do whatever it takes."
Tai blinked.
"Wow… what goal is that?"
Jung looked at him coldly.
"We just met a few hours ago. Why would I share that?"
Scene shifted.
Konsoon stood in a blood-soaked arena. Blood floated unnaturally in the air, pulsing like it was alive.
Before him, a man named Jakotsu lay wounded, barely able to stand, forced down onto his knees.
Konsoon raised his sword slowly.
"I must admit," he said calmly, "killing you outright would be a waste of time."
Jakotsu gritted his teeth.
"I won't let you do this. I will not join you."
Konsoon stepped closer and drove his sword into Jakotsu's body.
"You will," he said coldly. "And it pleases me to see you die."
The blade sank deeper. Blood surged, rising toward the walls.
"This Blood House was created by me," Konsoon continued. "It is absorbing you."
Jakotsu's eyes widened in horror.
"What…? No—!"
His body began to melt, dissolving into the flowing blood.
Konsoon watched without emotion.
"I truly admire abilities like yours."
Jakotsu reached out weakly.
"You…!"
The Blood House trembled and began to collapse, melting into nothingness.
Konsoon turned away, walking calmly as the wind rose, his hair lifting gently.
"It is unfortunate," he said softly, "that I had to kill you."
Suddenly, he stopped.
His smile returned.
"It's poor manners to watch me without permission."
Konsoon raised his hand into the air. Magic surged, and a glowing symbol appeared in the sky, striking outward like a signal.
A voice answered from afar.
"Kaizen," Konsoon said. "The Mage of the Mist."
The symbol revealed the place where Kaizen had been spectating.
Kaizen smiled faintly from the shadows.
"I am impressed."
Kaizen spoke calmly.
"Konsoon Sanguinaris… a man of many titles. Or rather, a true title-holder."
He paused.
"Blood Sorcerer. Sword of Mist. Prince of Darkness."
Kaizen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I have seen many vampires—but you are different."
Konsoon smiled.
He did not reply.
Kaizen's left shoulder was bleeding.
Konsoon glanced at it briefly.
"My apologies," he said calmly. "I didn't notice."
Kaizen chuckled softly.
"No—actually, I should be the one smiling," he replied. "In fact, it would be wonderful if we faced each other someday."
Before Konsoon could respond, Victor stepped forward.
"My lord," Victor said urgently, "the Blue Beast has arrived at the castle."
Konsoon's eyes flickered with interest.
"The Blue Beast?"
He smiled.
"That's very good news."
Victor hesitated.
"Should we attack this man?"
He was referring to Kaizen.
Konsoon shook his head.
"No. We should not. Even if you and I fought together, we would not defeat him."
He smiled faintly.
"He is very strong."
As he spoke, Kaizen's wound healed on its own, the blood fading as if it had never existed.
Kaizen turned away.
"We will meet again," he said.
Konsoon nodded.
"That would be pleasant. Perhaps we could even share tea or coffee someday… Mage of the Mist."
Kaizen paused.
"And this 'Blue Beast' I've heard about," he said. "He sounds interesting. So he has arrived?"
Konsoon smiled.
"You could say that."
Kaizen smiled faintly.
"I'll keep smiling."
The air cracked apart before him, tearing open like glass. In the next moment, he vanished.
Konsoon watched the empty space, his smile widening.
"So… the Blue Beast has arrived," he said softly. "I am very excited to see him. This should be fun."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"But more than that… I need the Blue Beast's sister."
He turned away, his voice calm and commanding.
"We must prepare for the castle."
Victor bowed deeply.
"As you wish, Your Majesty."
Scene ends.