Tokyo was silent.
Not peaceful—
afraid.
Ruined streets, burning buildings, demon corpses scattered like broken toys.
The air still trembled with lingering negative energy.
Kenji stood at the center of it.
Blood-soaked.
Exhausted.
Still standing.
His sword burned again—but this time, the fire was different.
Calmer.
Denser.
Heavier.
Baran's voice echoed slowly.
"You crossed a line, human."
Kenji tightened his grip.
"What line?"
"The line between survivor… and threat."
A shadow fell over the street.
The temperature dropped instantly.
Kenji looked up.
The sky cracked.
Not lightning.
Not clouds.
A presence.
A massive demonic eye opened in the sky—burning violet and black.
Every Battler in Tokyo felt it.
Chairman Mock froze.
"…That's impossible."
Antares whispered, terrified.
"Demon King Ostrich…"
The voice came—not loud, but absolute.
"So this is the human using my energy."
Kenji's knees bent under pressure alone.
Still—he didn't fall.
"I didn't ask for your power," Kenji said through clenched teeth.
The eye narrowed.
"Interesting."
"You resist domination."
The fire on Kenji's sword flared violently.
Baran snarled.
"Careful, King. This vessel is MINE."
Silence.
Then—
Laughter.
"A fragment speaking back to its origin?"
The sky trembled.
"Grow, human."
"When you are ready… I will come myself."
The eye closed.
The pressure vanished.
Kenji collapsed to one knee, gasping.
Around Tokyo—
Every V-Rank Battler stood frozen.
Mr. Kawaki clenched his fist.
"…A human acknowledged by a Demon King?"
Mr. Kurul smirked darkly.
"This world just became interesting."
Chairman Mock exhaled slowly.
"Kenji…"
"…What are you becoming?"
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