Chapter 167: The Demon King's Harvest and the Cursed Roots
Under the scorching sun of the second season, the wheat fields shimmered like a sea of liquid gold. In the heart of this expanse stood Volt. To a stranger, he was merely a hardworking farmer, but those who knew the truth of Season 2 knew he was the absolute Demon King. Volt's hands, though covered in soil, held the power to delete the multiverse with a simple flick of his finger. Inside the cozy farmhouse, Vanessa, his wife and Queen, was preparing dinner. Her presence was the only anchor that kept Volt's devastating power in check.
Their son, Anos, stepped onto the porch, his eyes reflecting the same intensity as his father's. Beside him was Karin, the girl who held Anos's heart and whose magical prowess was a perfect match for his strength. "Father, the southern fields are almost ready," Anos noted. Volt nodded, his gaze briefly shifting to his young daughter, Alisa, who was chasing butterflies through the garden, oblivious to the immense power her family possessed.
The quiet was broken by the arrival of Sai and Aki in their rugged vehicle. Between them sat their only son, Akuto. As Sai stepped out, his shadow flickered, and a jagged mouth opened on the side of his neck. Sakuna, the cursed spirit trapped within Sai's soul, began to cackle. "Volt! You pathetic farmer! When are you going to stop playing with dirt and start erasing worlds again?" Sai winced, forcing the spirit back into the depths of his consciousness.
Akuto walked over to greet Anos. Despite his calm demeanor, Akuto carried a root of Sakuna's essence within him—a burden and a gift that made him a formidable warrior. Sasha, the girl who loved Akuto and stood by him through every struggle, held his hand firmly, her presence acting as a stabilizer for the cursed energy within him. Aki smiled at the group, her warmth bridging the gap between the two legendary families.
Volt stood tall, his presence suddenly making the very air vibrate. He looked at Sakuna's mouth on Sai's neck and whispered, "One more word, Sakuna, and I will use a single finger to erase your existence from every timeline." The cursed spirit went silent, sensing the absolute authority of the Demon King. The harvest was more than just crops; it was the gathering of a legacy that defined the fate of the world