Kai woke up surrounded by the soft creaking of wood. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was. The room was not the white, cold laboratory, but a warm room built entirely of wood, with simple walls and a scent of sea salt drifting through the open window.
He sat up slowly. There were no scientists. No soldiers. No screams. And Alessandro… was gone. The silence disturbed him more than any experiment.
He stood up and began to walk through the house. Corridor after corridor, room after room. Empty beds, clean tables, open doors. No one. It was as if everyone had vanished during the night. He reached the dining room. They were there: two teenage girls sitting at the table. One had intense green eyes; the other, eyes as red as dying embers. Both watched him with curiosity… and smiled.
Kai stopped in his tracks. "…Where is Alessandro?" he asked.
The girls did not answer. They looked at each other, leaned in, and began to whisper, stifling soft giggles as if he were something strange but adorable. Kai frowned. He didn't understand anything. Without waiting for an answer, he left the house and walked toward the beach.
And then he saw it: bloodstains everywhere. The dark sand was stained red, and the sea had begun to slowly wash everything away, as if wanting to erase what had happened. Near the shore, standing, was a man. An imposing warrior with long white hair blowing in the wind. He didn't look more than thirty, but his presence was that of someone who had lived for centuries.
Kai approached cautiously. "Hey… you," he said. "Do you know where Alessandro is?"
The man looked at him. His eyes were cold, deep, like ancient ice. "The humans who were here are dead," he replied calmly. "We have left you alive so you can explain why they invaded our lands."
Kai felt a void in his stomach. "Did you kill… —he swallowed— a man in his fifties, with glasses?"
The man shook his head slowly. "There were old humans, yes. But none were wearing glasses when we found them."
Kai lowered his gaze. Then… Alessandro was gone.
He looked up again. "Tell me something," he asked. "Why haven't you killed me?"
The man narrowed his eyes. "I didn't answer you in your mind because I want to hear it from your mouth. I want to know why they were here. This peninsula is mine. All of it."
Kai pointed toward the house. "And the girls in there?" "One is my niece," he replied. "The other... is my daughter."
Kai nodded. "I see." He remained silent for a few seconds and then spoke with frankness. "They were experimenting on me. They wanted to make me stronger."
The man stepped forward. "Weren't they torturing you?" "No," Kai replied. "We were experimenting with my body. My skill is Evolution."
The wolf—for there was no longer any doubt as to what he was—observed him intently. His eyes sharpened. "You're not a child... are you?"
Kai gave a faint smile. "I'm roughly your age," he said. "But I'm trapped in this body."
The wolf crouched in front of him and sat cross-legged, at his eye level. "How are you trapped?" "I reincarnated on this planet," Kai answered. "I lived in another world. I died... and woke up here. My memories are intact; so is my mind."
The wolf watched him for a long time. "And why did they want to make you stronger?"
"Because of the Heralos," Kai said. "They will attack this world very soon."
The wolf let out a short, dry laugh. "Those insignificant pests don't even reach my heels."
"I know," Kai replied calmly. "I see that you are strong." He took a step closer. "But tell me... what would happen if they attacked your daughter? Hundreds? Thousands of them? Could you protect her?"
The wolf's expression changed. "Are you threatening me, boy?"
"No," Kai shook his head. "I'm asking you to reason. What would happen if they invaded these lands?"
The wolf watched him in silence. "And what do you want from me?"
Kai took a deep breath. "I want you to train me."
The wind seemed to stand still. "I have the strength to face them now," Kai continued, "but I need to learn how to use it. Will you train me?"
The wolf remained quiet for an eternal few seconds. "On one condition," he said finally.
"What is it?"
"You will be my heir in these lands. I have no sons; none of us do. If you accept that role... we can reach an agreement."
Kai's eyes widened in surprise. "You mean... you would integrate me into your family?"
"Perhaps," the wolf replied. "But first, you will have to prove your worth."
Kai smiled and extended his hand. "Deal."
The wolf took it. Together, they returned to the great hall of the wooden house, where the two teenage girls awaited them. An alliance had been born. A family was beginning to form. And a new destiny had just opened before Kai.
Chapter 10: One Table, Six Kings, and Six Promises
The next day, Kai woke up early. The smell of wood and sea salt was still there, but this time the house was not in silence. As he left his room and walked toward the great hall, he stopped dead in his tracks. There were twelve figures sitting around the massive central table.
Six adult men, imposing, warriors even while seated, and in front of each of them, six teenage girls. Six girls between twelve and thirteen years old, each with a distinct, powerful presence, impossible to ignore. Kai understood instantly that he was not standing before common people.
At that moment, the wolf stood up. The others remained seated.
"Kai," he said with a firm voice. "I will introduce you to my family."
The silence became absolute.
The Primordial Kings
"I am Fenris, Primordial King of the Wolf and Lord of the Peninsula."
Kai bowed his head slightly. Fenris continued, pointing to each one:
"He is Aureon, Primordial King of the Lion, Lord of the Solar Domain." The lion watched him with open pride, without concealment.
"Beside him, Byakko, Primordial King of the Tiger, Lord of the War Lands." The tiger crossed his arms, evaluating him like prey… or a weapon.
"Further along, Green Ryujin, Primordial King of the Green Dragon, guardian of the sky and ancient magic." The dragon did not speak. His presence alone weighed like centuries.
"That is Kitsune-no-Ō, Primordial King of the Nine-Tailed Fox, Lord of the mind and strategy." The fox smiled faintly, as if he already knew things no one else did.
"And finally," Fenris said, looking toward the end of the table, "Leviathan, Primordial King of the Oceans." Kai could barely process it. Leviathan was not entirely there: his form was so vast it seemed to occupy space itself.
Then Fenris turned toward the teenagers.
The Seimón
"They are our daughters. The Seimón."
He first pointed to the young girl enveloped in a soft, almost invisible heat: "Aurelia, Seimón of the Phoenix." The girl smiled at him with open curiosity.
"Nyxara, Seimón of the Panther." Nyxara did not smile. She watched him as if measuring his shadow.
"Seshira, Seimón of the Serpent." Seshira tilted her head, patient, calculating.
"Kaelis, Seimón of the Falcon." Kaelis looked at him from above, even while seated, as if she were already flying.
"Brunhild, Seimón of the Bear." Brunhild gave him a wide, protective smile.
"And Leonara, Seimón of the Lion." Leonara held his gaze without lowering her eyes.
The introduction ended. Kai remained standing, small in comparison… but firm. Then Fenris made a gesture.
"Sit."
Kai obeyed and, without realizing it, took a seat at the head of the table. No one corrected him. Fenris spoke:
"Listen, boy. We have decided among all of us that we are going to train you. The first will be me. I will test your physical strength, your speed, and your endurance. For six months we will train without pause."
Kai nodded.
"I want no objections," Fenris added. "Now, withdraw. We need to talk. Go fish for something to eat. In one hour, we will leave."
Kai withdrew without a word. When only the council remained, the Nine-Tailed Fox spoke first:
"Fenris… I understand you want to train him. But doesn't it seem hasty to name him our heir?"
Fenris did not falter.
"I know you are uneasy about the decision I made as the head of the family," he said. "But understand this, brothers: our daughters will grow up in a world more dangerous than the one we knew. If this boy has the strength to protect them… I will not hesitate to use it."
Green Ryujin then spoke, with a voice as deep as the earth itself:
"And how do you plan to train him?"
"I will test his body," Fenris replied. "His strength and his speed. Then you will train his abilities."
The dragon nodded. At that moment, one of the Seimón raised her hand:
"Fathers," she said. "You promised us that he would be our future husband… and you want us to leave? Why can't we stay with him?"
Byakko suddenly stood up:
"Keep silent, brat. How many times have I told you not to speak when the adults are talking?"
"Yes, daddy…" she replied, lowering her gaze. "But you promised me."
"I am not going to leave you beside a monster I do not know," Byakko growled. "Sit down and shut up."
Fenris looked at him sternly:
"Don't be so hard."
Then he turned toward the daughters:
"I will train him for the first months. You may withdraw."
"Daddy… can I stay with you?" his daughter asked.
"No," Fenris replied. "You will go with them. I will stay alone with Kai."
One by one, the kings withdrew. Outside the house, they adopted their true forms. Kai watched them from the beach: they were colossal, terrifying, beautiful.
The Leviathan was the last. His body was like a living mountain. He sank into the sea without saying a single word… and disappeared. Kai swallowed hard.
"Are they angry with me?"
Fenris shook his head. "No, boy. But they do not trust you yet."
"All right," Kai said. "Do we start the training?"
"No," Fenris replied. "Tomorrow. Now… we will fish for a bit. Do you want to?"
Kai nodded. Both sat on the sand in silence, with improvised fishing rods, as the sun began to set.
And so, without blood or screams, Kai's true path began.
Chapter 11: Path to Power
The training had begun. Dawn was barely touching the peninsula when Fenris sat upon a high rock, arms crossed and gaze fixed on the horizon. Kai stood before him, barefoot, his body relaxed but attentive. The wind carried the scent of the jungle, of damp earth… and of beasts.
"Kai," Fenris said. "I will test your speed."
He leaned down, picked up a rock the size of a human head, and held it for a moment in his hand.
"See this rock? I will throw it very far. Wherever it falls, you will go and fetch it."
Kai nodded without a word.
"But remember one more thing," the wolf added. "There will be imposing monsters trying to kill you."
"I understand."
"Good. Then… fetch."
Fenris gave a faint smile. The rock vanished. It wasn't a throw; it was an explosion of force. The air cracked, the ground vibrated, and the stone was lost in the distance in less than a second.
Kai did not blink. His sight was sharp; his eyes followed the exact trajectory.
"Over there," he murmured.
And he leapt. With a single bound, he covered more than twenty meters. He landed, pushed off again, and began to run. The ground trembled beneath his feet. As he moved forward, the forest awakened.
Roars. Heavy footsteps. Claws tearing the earth.
Hundreds of monsters began to hunt him. Fenris appeared by his side in wolf form, running with ease, as if the world offered no resistance at all.
"You are slow, boy," he growled. "I can reach you. They can too." He bared his fangs. "Run... or they will eat you."
Kai grit his teeth. "They won't catch me."
He accelerated.
"That's it!" Fenris roared. "Run! Show them you can surpass them!"
Kai pushed his body beyond anything he had ever known. The air split in his wake. Trees became blurred lines. The earth vibrated as if something ancestral were awakening beneath it. His speed surpassed 380 km/h. And it kept increasing.
He arrived. The rock was there, embedded in the ground, smoking from the friction. But he was not alone. He had made too much noise.
Thousands of monsters surrounded the clearing. Beasts of impossible shapes: some resembling deformed panthers, others multi-fanged lions, giant wolves, hybrid creatures that had never seen a human... and now they had one right in front of them.
Fenris stopped on the branch of a tall tree and watched him from above.
"And now, Kai?" he asked. "What race are you?"
The monsters growled. Drool fell to the ground. Hungry eyes.
"They are all hunting you. If you don't defend yourself... they will eat you."
Kai took a deep breath. He picked up a stone from the ground.
He looked at Fenris.
"If I kill them... will you be angry with me?"
Fenris did not hesitate.
"Everyone chooses their own destiny, boy. They chose to eat you; if they die for it, why should I change their future?" The wolf bared his fangs. "Prove that you are not easy prey."
Kai nodded. He took a branch. Nothing else: a branch and a stone.
The first beast attacked. A creature resembling a horned panther leaped toward him. Kai threw the stone with all his might; the impact pierced the monster's skull. The body fell… and the stone kept going, killing three, four more beasts before disappearing.
Fenris widened his eyes in astonishment.
Another creature, similar to a gigantic ape, lunged at Kai. With the branch, Kai pivoted his body and struck. The head was severed from the body. With a blunt branch.
The beasts took a step back. Then he appeared: a massive, humanoid creature with horns and grotesque musculature. An ogre… or something worse. His footsteps made the ground shake.
It attacked. Kai dodged. To him, the blow was slow; ridiculously slow. Although that beast was faster and stronger than any human warrior, Kai surpassed it.
The monster attacked once more. Kai stepped forward and struck. His hand pierced the creature's stomach from one side to the other, like a living spear. Kai withdrew instantly. The monster fell, clutching its own entrails.
Then came more. Hundreds. Lesser creatures, deformed globings, leaped upon him.
Kai fought with his bare hands. He broke skulls, tore off jaws. He struck without hatred, without fury… only with precision. He was an eight-and-a-half-year-old boy, and he fought like an ancient predator.
Two hours later, the sun began to set. The ground was covered in bodies. Kai remained standing, covered in others' blood, breathing calmly. He looked up at Fenris. His eyes burned; not with fear, but with anger.
Fenris watched him in silence. He didn't see a child. He saw a predator that had chosen to live.
The months passed slowly. There was no true rest. Kai trained under the ocean, in the mountains, on the seashore, and on the highest edges of the volcano, where the air became heavy and the lava lit the sky with a constant red. Fenris tested every limit of his body: resistance to heat, pressure, fatigue, pain, and fear. There was not a single day without a trial.
One morning, Fenris took him to a high clearing where the wind blew fiercely.
"Now I want to see how much you jump," the wolf said. Kai looked at him. "How much I jump?" "Yes. What height can you reach?"
Kai thought for a second. "Alright. I will jump."
He crouched. The ground creaked. And he jumped. It was no normal jump; it was as if something invisible had shot him toward the sky. The air exploded beneath his feet and his body rose like a missile, piercing through layers of wind, clouds, and silence. He went up. He went up higher and higher. Kai reached a height of nearly forty kilometers.
From there, he could see almost the entire peninsula: the ocean stretching to the horizon, the mountains like thorns, the smoking volcano, the dense jungle. And then he understood.
"Aaaah!" he screamed.
He began to fall. He wasn't flying. Panic seized him suddenly, cold and brutal. The wind roared in his ears while his body descended at a terrifying speed. From below, Fenris laughed.
"Before jumping so high, boy," he shouted, "you should think about what you will do when you fall. You will hit the ground alive… probably!"
Kai turned his body in desperation. He moved his arms like a clumsy bird, but he kept falling. And then he understood: the ocean was his only salvation. He forced himself to calm down. He straightened his body, angled his descent, and aimed toward the sea.
But he miscalculated. He hit the land first. The impact destroyed the peak of a mountain. Giant rocks were flung in every direction. The hill lost its summit in an instant, as if it had been torn away by an invisible hand.
Then Kai fell into the ocean. The blow was so brutal that the sea split open, sending up columns of water. Hundreds of rocks fell after him. Kai dodged several… but one reached him. A colossal rock trapped him more than fifty meters deep, crushing him against the bottom. The water compressed him, air was scarce, the pressure unbearable.
Kai planted his feet and stood up. The rock began to rise. Step by step, Kai walked toward the shore, lifting that impossible mass underwater. When he broke the surface, the sea exploded around him.
Fenris watched from the coast. A massive rock emerged from the water… and a small boy tossed it aside as if it weighed nothing. Kai didn't have a single wound. His body was intact. Invulnerable.
Fenris approached with a wide, satisfied smile. "Done, boy. We are finished."
Kai looked at him, breathing calmly. "Very soon my brother will come," Fenris continued. "But I can already say it without a doubt: you are stronger than anyone."
Kai smiled, tired but steady. "Thank you."
The wolf nodded. The boy had survived. He had learned. And the world, without knowing it, had just gained—or lost—something that had never existed before.
Fenris, the wolf, had told Kai that he would have a couple of days of rest. So, Kai decided to explore the peninsula and, on one of those days, he discovered something that would change his future. Roaming the plains, he found a stone statue of a knight leaning against a giant rock, sitting on the ground. He had a gold ring with an emerald gemstone on his right hand, a sword with an edge capable of cutting the cosmos, and a shield with a terrifying face.
Upon touching the sword, he cut his finger. His blood fell upon the ring. A light emerged: the gem of the sword shone like the sun, the shield moved its face, and the statue crumbled into sand.
While Kai gazed at the sword, four figures appeared behind the great rock: the Duke, his daughter Luna, and his two servants. The Duke woke up along with his servants, but the girl remained unconscious. Upon noticing the presence of that strange boy holding the weapons and the ring, with that blue glow in his eyes, the Duke decided to take his daughter out of fear of that creature who seemed to be a magical being.
The four of them disappeared into the forest, moving away. Fausto saw that he was in a land full of monsters, but he recognized it as the land of the White Sorcerers. A flood of terrible memories rushed to his mind; he realized that a long time had passed and that those lands now belonged to the beasts. Therefore, he decided to leave that place, heading toward the land of the Black Sorcerers, where they had family and allies.
Kai withdrew, taking the artifacts with him: the sword, the ring, and the shield. Although the armor could not yet be worn due to his physique, he knew it would be essential for his future.
Duke Fausto Moreno and his daughter, the crown princess of the entire peninsula, the last sovereign of the Magical Lands of the Kingdom of the White Sorcerers—a girl only seven years old named Luna Moreno—along with their servants: the witch nicknamed "The Immortal," named Paula López, and his servant Ernesto, could not believe they had escaped that magical prison.
Since the planet is immense, they traveled for many long months on foot. They had lived in the forest for a long time and were exhausted. The duke, being a white sorcerer, observed his ancient lands with sorrow: the Kingdom of the White Sorcerers no longer existed, as the entire peninsula had been overrun by monsters following the war from a thousand years ago. Fausto thought about this as he walked with his daughter in his arms.
They finally arrived at the town of Sccol. With the few gold coins the duke had, they took an inn. There, they bathed and spent a couple of days resting from the grueling journey to regain their strength. Then, with the last of what he had left, the duke paid for the transfer, and they set off in a wagon toward the Kingdom of the Black Sorcerers, where they had family and allies.
The arrival at the Kingdom of the Black Sorcerers was striking. They entered the capital, very luxurious and clean; they were surprised by the wealth displayed by the black sorcerers. At first, no one knew them or knew how to communicate with them, as a thousand years had passed since their disappearance. Unable to go directly to the castle, they looked for an inn to stay and went to the guild to register as adventurers.
In the guild, the other adventurers looked at them strangely. White sorcerers have eyes of two different colors, and legends said that a thousand years ago there was a race with that characteristic, but people did not pay much importance to it. However, the guild receptionist noticed. Seeing Fausto, a man of about forty-eight years old, she asked if he wanted to register as an adventurer. He replied that he did, along with his friends Paula and Ernesto. Thus, they signed up and spent a couple of months working as adventurers.
During that time, Fausto asked the receptionist if he could deliver a letter to the king in person. She explained that it was impossible, but that the guild master could do it. The guild master came out and asked: "Do you want to send a letter to the king?" Fausto replied: "Yes, sir. I would like to know if you could get this letter to him today." "It won't be today," said the guild master.
A couple of months passed in which they worked hard, until one day the royal guard detained them in the square. The captain ordered them to accompany them to the castle immediately. Fausto's letter had finally worked; the king wanted to see them without delay. Fausto was not surprised: he knew what would happen upon reading his name.
They headed to the imposing castle of enchanted black stone. Upon entering the throne room, the duke saw sitting there his friend from a thousand years ago: the Black Sorcerer King, Antoine D'Hulst.
"Friend..." the duke said, surprised. "How are you, Fausto? It's been so long," the king replied. "Come, friend, let's talk. How is it that you are still alive? A thousand years have passed." "You should ask yourself how you are still alive, Fausto," the Sorcerer King responded. "We will have time to talk, and you will tell me everything. Now take your daughter to rest, take a bath, and we will see each other later."
In the afternoon, as the sun was setting, Fausto and the Sorcerer King met in the king's private offices, alone. "Tell me, Fausto... how did you get out of that prison?" Antoine asked. "I don't know," the duke replied. "When we regained consciousness, the four of us were on the ground and I heard a child's laughter. I crept behind a rock and saw a boy taking the weapons and the ring. His eyes glowed like blue fire. I got scared and left the place. That boy was very frightening to look in the eye."
The Sorcerer King responded: "A boy, you say? Don't give it any importance, Fausto. Now you will live with me. I will take your daughter as my own and give her the life she should have always had. You don't have to worry about anything. I am going to take care of my niece... brother-in-law."
The duke bowed his head with relief. "Thank you, King. I entrust my daughter to you." The duke, his daughter, and the servants remained under the care of the Black Sorcerer King.
The Awakening of the Weapons
On the peninsula, Kai continued training with the Crowned Beasts. One day, after the training sessions, he began to analyze the weapons he had found, but they were without power: the ring only glowed a little. Then, while he was touching the sword and the shield inside the beach house, a voice… or rather, two voices, spoke to him.
"Hey, boy, let me out," said a masculine, malevolent voice, like that of a very cruel man. "Let me out or I'll kill you, brat!"
Kai was startled; he thought he had gone mad. But then a soft female voice spoke:
"Don't bother the child, you animal."
Kai began to grow desperate, believing he was losing his sanity. The female voice added:
"Do not be afraid, we are inside your body. My name is Solarael, the angel of the stars. I have been revived because you drank my blood. The same is true for the demon you hear."
The demon responded:
"Yes, I have returned to life. Now I will destroy the traitors who killed me. Let me out, brat! My name is Voraghun, demon of the Bottomless Pit."
Kai was frightened, but with his analytical mind, he said to them:
"I suppose you were revived thanks to my Evolution ability, because I was given your blood to drink. But come out if you want, I'm not stopping you."
The angel replied:
"It is not your fault. Our bodies were destroyed and we have no vessels to inhabit."
Kai asked:
"Vessels… you are spirits, right?"
The demon roared:
"Who are you calling a spirit, brat? When I get out, I will devour you and grind your bones! HAHAHAHA!"
The sword intervened:
"Don't listen to him. But yes, we are spirits trapped in your body."
Kai thought and said:
"In front of me, I have a magic shield and a sword. If you want, you can inhabit them."
The demon responded:
"Boy, place your hand on the shield and allow me to merge with it."
The sword added:
"I will take the sword. Touch it and I will serve you."
Kai touched the weapons. From his right hand emerged a darkness that enveloped the shield, whose face began to move. From the left emerged a golden light full of energy that enveloped the sword; the gem shone like a sun, and inside it, a tiny star seemed to throb, like a grain of burning sand. The sword and the shield began to speak, and Kai did not know what to do.
"Silence! You're scaring me," he said.
The sword apologized:
"Forgive us… what is your name, child?"
"My name is Kai Killerman," he replied.
The demon said with respect:
"Forgive me, boy. Is this your shield?"
Kai replied:
"I found it in a forest, along with the sword and this ring. Now they belong to me."
The angel said:
"Do you want me to serve you as a sword? You would be my master."
The demon added:
"I could also be your shield. I would be your servant and you our master."
Kai thought for a moment.
"If you agree, and you won't be sad, I will be your master."
The angel said:
"Do not worry. From now on we will be here to serve you for eternity."
The shield announced:
"Tell me, master, who are your enemies, and I will tear them apart with my fangs."
Kai replied:
"I suppose, from what I've heard so far, they are the same as yours. But I have only one rule: I am not a master, I am your friend. My almighty God is our Father. Do you have a problem with that?"
The angel and the demon responded at the same time:
"We will follow that rule to the letter, friend Kai."
Kai smiled.
"Good. But the ring glows and fades. I don't know what's wrong with it; maybe it's sick or it ran out of power."
The angel explained:
"These weapons and the ring had souls, and they ran out of power because they no longer have them. You must give it a soul so that the ring has power."
Kai asked:
"How do I do that?"
The angel responded:
"Inside your body there is an immense amount of soul energy that remained trapped. I suppose it is the same case as with us: you took blood from different beasts, but they could not return because they are mortal. Put on the ring: it is magical, it will adapt to your size. Think about creating a soul with that energy inside the ring and channel all that energy toward it."
Kai replied:
"I'll try."
He moved to the center of the room, sat on the floor, and began to meditate, channeling all the energy into the ring. His body began to glow with a crimson color, and all that energy entered the ring. Suddenly, a female voice spoke from it:
"Hello, user. I am your personal assistant. My name is Liris. I am a personal AI."
The demon asked:
"What is an AI?"
Kai laughed.
"It's an artificial intelligence."
The AI said:
"Downloading user information."
Kai asked:
"Where are you downloading from if there's no internet here?"
"From your brain, master. It is filled with thousands of data points from the universe," the AI replied.
Kai, tired after all that, saw that night had already fallen. He lived alone in that huge beach house.
"We will continue tomorrow. I'm tired, I'm going to sleep," Kai said.
He went to sleep. In the room remained the magical weapons and the ring. The demon commented:
"He brought us back to life and gave us new bodies. Who is this human?"
The angel responded:
"He does not seem like a normal child. He lives alone and I don't feel any intelligent life nearby. For miles there is no one, only monsters. Who could this child be?"
The AI spoke:
"Kai is a 28-year-old adult human from a planet called Earth. He died on that planet and was reborn in Jetrix. Now he lives alone, after the Church abandoned him in these lands, and he was taken as a disciple by all the Crowned Beasts. One moment… I have a message in my inbox."
"What is an inbox?" asked the demon.
The angel said:
"What does the message say?"
The AI replied:
"Message from the Angel Gabriel, sent from Heaven for the demon Voraghun and the seraph Solarael. Content of the message: 'This is your last chance to do God's will. Fulfill this mission and we will return your positions along with your bodies. If you fail, you will not have a third chance; it will be your end. Mission: Protect the Warrior of God at all costs. If you must sacrifice yourselves, you will do so without hesitation. Thousands of enemies will seek to assassinate him. Your duty is to destroy all enemies without mercy. Do not disappoint me.' End of message."
The angel commented:
"He is still angry with us. We must protect the infant at all costs, or it will be our end."
The demon laughed:
"He's still angry because I ate his food. Ha, ha, ha. It doesn't matter, I like challenges. I will tear those enemies to pieces. Ha, ha, ha!"
The AI said:
"I will prepare a plan to locate enemies and we will destroy them."
The angel replied:
"Wait. Let's see what Kai says, and then we act. For now, let's keep quiet and only speak if Kai speaks to us, okay?"
The demon and the AI responded:
"We agree."
The night was peaceful. Kai slept in peace. The next day, after having granted souls to his weapons, Kai went out to train. That day he had to practice with the Great Green Dragon. The other Crowned Beasts told him that, from that moment on, he would train exclusively with him.
Chapter 12: My Ability
Kai's ability was Evolution. And such matters were not handled by just anyone; the one who had to do it was the Green Ryujin, the great green dragon, king of the natural balance of the entire planet. One of the first divine dragons, brother of the Dragon Emperor, though each reigned over different domains and they never interfered with each other.
That afternoon, Kai and Fenris were eating in silence, sitting on the sand, when the air changed. There was no explosion. There was no warning. Simply... he appeared.
The green dragon's presence manifested first as an invisible pressure, then as an impossible shadow, and finally as his humanoid form: imposing, serene, ancient. Fenris finished eating, stood up, and looked at Kai.
"We will see each other again soon, Kai."
He shook his hand firmly and rested his palm on his forehead, in a gesture that was half farewell, half blessing. Then, without any noise, the wolf disappeared. Kai remained alone before the dragon.
"Well, boy," said Green Ryujin. "Today we will rest. Tomorrow we will begin with the training."
His voice was not authoritative, but it didn't allow for a reply either.
"Sleep peacefully."
And he left.
Kai did not have a house in the real sense of the word. There was no bed, no walls, no comforts. He lived in the forest, slept where he could, and survived surrounded by beasts that constantly tried to devour him. Not because they were brave… but because they did not understand. They saw a human child. And they believed they could eat him. The globins attacked him incessantly. Other creatures did as well. But as long as the green dragon remained nearby, none dared to cross a certain invisible limit.
The next day, Kai woke up before dawn. He went into the sea, washed the dirt from his body, let the salt water run over his skin, and returned to the beach. Green Ryujin was already waiting for him.
"What did my brother tell you?" the dragon asked. "What is it that I train?" Kai bowed his head with respect. "He told me that you train abilities, master."
The dragon nodded. "That is correct. I am a specialist in abilities. And with my eye, which sees everything, I can tell you something interesting." He took a step closer. "You do not have just one ability."
Kai opened his eyes. "No?" "You have two… perhaps three. But we will concentrate on the first two." "Is that so?" "It is."
Green Ryujin raised a hand. "Your first ability is Evolution. It is extremely rare. It is almost never granted. I suppose your creator —whatever it was that made you— bestowed it upon you deliberately."
Kai swallowed hard. "Is it… unique?" "Probably," the dragon replied. "Not only in this world. Perhaps in the entire universe."
Kai remained silent. "Your second ability," Green Ryujin continued, "is a direct consequence of the first."
The dragon pointed to the ground.
"When you walk, the ground creaks. Have you noticed?" "Yes… I've noticed." "That is not magic. Your invulnerability isn't either."
Kai frowned. "No?" "No. It's physics."
The dragon observed him intently. "That fangs break against your skin doesn't mean you are immune by a spell. It means your body is much denser. Everything in you is more compact."
Kai thought for a few seconds. "Then… my atoms are closer together."
Green Ryujin raised an eyebrow. "Interesting. A boy who knows what an atom is." "I come from another world," Kai replied. "We studied that there."
The dragon nodded. "As I suspected. Your body is denser than that of any other creature. That is why you weigh more. Much more."
Kai looked down at himself. "But I don't feel heavy..." "That is the problem," said the dragon. "Your strength and your speed are not the true danger. Your weight is. The denser you are, the heavier you become. And that turns you into something devastating for everything around you."
Green Ryujin pointed to a nearby rock. "How much do you think that rock weighs?"
Kai observed it. "About… thirty tons." "Sixty," the dragon corrected.
He lifted it with a single hand, without effort. "Now watch." He placed a thick log as a lever, put the rock on one end, and pointed to the other. "Sit there."
Kai opened his eyes. "Ah… in my other world, there was something like this. A seesaw." "It is not a game," the dragon replied. "It is a scale. If the log breaks, it will mean you weigh as much as the rock… or more."
Kai sat down. The log exploded. The silence was absolute.
"…Do I weigh as much as that rock?" "More," said Green Ryujin. "You must be between fifty and fifty-five tons."
Kai remained motionless. "That is why your second ability exists," the dragon continued. "It is a direct consequence of Evolution." "And what is it?" Kai asked. "How can I know?"
Green Ryujin approached. "Come. Sit down." He rested his hand on Kai's forehead, closed his eyes, and observed his essence, his structure, his core. A few seconds passed. When he opened his eyes, he spoke with total certainty.
"Your second ability is Multiplication."
Kai held his breath. "Multiplication… of what?"
The dragon smiled faintly. "Of everything you already are."
And for the first time since he had arrived in that world, Kai understood that his power had no clear limits. Only consequences.
The Multiplication
"Kai," the green dragon said, "the time has come to explain your second ability to you. Multiplication."
Kai sat before him, attentive, like a student before a teacher who knows too much. "Alright," he replied. "I'm listening."
The dragon rested his tail against the ground and crossed his arms. "Your ability has great benefits… but also great drawbacks. Nothing you possess is free."
Kai nodded. "Multiplication allows you to divide your existence into one hundred and eleven versions of yourself."
Kai blinked. "One hundred… and eleven?"
"Exactly," the dragon confirmed. "No more. No less. For now, you cannot alter that number. It is likely a safety rule imposed by your own ability… or by whoever created you."
Kai remained silent, processing it. "Now listen to the benefits," the dragon continued. "These are not simple copies. You will be polypresent. You will control one hundred and eleven bodies with a single mind, without confusion, without fragmentation of consciousness. You will be able to coordinate with yourself as if every movement were a natural reflex."
Kai's eyes sparkled. "I will be able to be in many places…"
"In all the places your bodies can reach," the dragon corrected. "You will be able to train in multiple academies at the same time. Learn martial arts, magic, science, strategy. You could have three versions of yourself in every nation in the world… and you would still have some to spare."
Kai smiled. "That is… incredible."
"Now come the drawbacks," the dragon said without softening his tone. "When you multiply, your power is divided. Strength, speed, mass, density. Each version is one hundred and eleven times weaker than your full form."
"So…" Kai thought, "I would be more vulnerable."
"Exactly. Simple weapons could harm you. Spears, knives, projectiles. And there is something else." The dragon stared at him. "If one of your versions dies, you do not die. Your consciousness will retreat toward the healthiest version… but you will lose that energy forever. Each death will make you weaker."
Kai took a deep breath. "Then I must avoid fighting while divided."
"Not necessarily," the dragon denied. "Because there is a crucial exception."
Kai raised his head.
"All of your versions… also possess the Evolutionary ability."
The silence became dense. "That means," he continued, "that if your copies suffer, if they get hurt, if they survive danger… they will evolve. When you merge back together, it is possible that you will regain all of your original strength."
Kai opened his eyes. "And if all of them evolve…?"
The dragon smiled. "When you return to being one… you could be one hundred and eleven times more powerful."
Kai swallowed hard. "How long can I remain multiplied?"
"One year," the dragon responded. "No more. Past that limit, the ability deactivates and you will automatically return to the healthiest version."
Kai nodded slowly. "I understand… and how do I activate it?"
"Now you can do it. Before, you were not strong enough. Take a few steps back."
Kai obeyed. "Close your eyes," said the dragon. "And when you are ready… pronounce the name of the ability in your mind."
Kai closed his eyes. And his consciousness expanded. He saw stars. Thousands. Millions. He felt the universe spinning around him. The wind caressed his neck, soft, like invisible hands resting on his shoulders. He was not alone.
Boy… you are not alone.
Kai breathed calmly.
"Multiplication."
The light exploded. The wasteland was covered in a white glow… and when it dissipated, one hundred and eleven Kais were there. They looked at each other. And Kai saw from all angles at once. It was a single mind, distributed across one hundred and eleven bodies. There was no confusion. There was no mental noise. Each version felt… right.
"How does it feel?" the dragon asked.
"It's… incredible," Kai replied. "I can move each body without losing control. I can be everywhere."
"Each one possesses a secondary mind," the dragon explained, "but you are the core. Everything they learn, everything they suffer, everything they understand… will remain in you."
Kai reflected. "So… could I fight against myself?"
"Exactly. And you would evolve even faster."
"Can I read the minds of my other versions?"
"No," the dragon denied. "That is another safety mechanism. I suppose it was designed that way by whoever created you."
Kai looked up. "You mean I was created to evolve alone?"
"Obviously," the dragon replied. "You don't smell like a human, Kai. Neither your body nor your soul are. Although your form is. You have been designed."
The dragon stood up. "Now listen. You will remain like this for a full year."
The ground began to shake. The one hundred and eleven Kais looked around as the six Kings, accompanied by their daughters, materialized on the peninsula. The Green Dragon, with his ancestral presence, took the floor:
"From this moment on, you will train in every academy that exists on the planet Jetrix. My intention is not to overwhelm you, but for you to assume your responsibility as a protector. You said you wanted to face the Heralos; to achieve that, we will enroll you in every dojo, military school, and command center that breathes in this world."
Ryūjin pointed toward the infinite horizon: "In the Empire of Catay, you will learn martial arts. In the Empire of Fire, the control of great energies. In the Demon Lord's territory, defense against high-power spells. In the human kingdom, swordsmanship and the strategy of the paladins. In the Empire of Sand, you will forge your endurance under the relentless sun. You will even go to the Dragon Empire, but there you must be careful: you will train in its forests, hidden, for if they discover you, they will kill you."
The Dragon continued detailing the route: he would study with the red and white mages and the black warlocks; with the water monarchy and in the elven forests. "The high elves do not tolerate strangers," the King warned, "so you will only learn their archery techniques from the shadows. You will go to the Kingdom of Pirates, to that of the Mercenaries to understand the business of nations, and to the kingdoms of the Geniuses and Strategists, key pieces for your advancement."
"During these six years, your one hundred and eleven copies will unify every year to test your strength. Now, we depart. Do you agree, Kai?"
"Yes, master," the one hundred and eleven voices responded in unison.
The Crowned Beasts and the princesses took the Kais, distributing them to the most distant corners of Jetrix. Since money was nonexistent, Kai learned true hardship. Many academies and dojos did not provide lodging; the boy lived practically like an animal in the woods for six years. That poverty was his most rigorous mental training: being a pariah in a medieval world is a death sentence, but for Kai, it was the forge of his spirit.
In the Kingdom of the Church, under a false name, Kai studied in the capital, the heart of the enemy command. He was on the verge of being summoned as a sacred knight, always walking along the fringes, observing those who had subjected him to experiments without them suspecting that the "Warrior of God" was right under their noses.
The six years flew by. The boy turned fourteen. In his final unification, the power that returned to his core was immense, terrifying. Kai returned to the peninsula. He was no longer a child; he was a force of nature. With every step he took toward the meeting with his masters, the earth shook. His weight and density had reached levels that defied reality itself.
Kai returned having become something that had never existed before. Not a king. Not a beast. Not a god. But the result of the entire world training him at the same time.
Kai resided in the world while time passed around him like a river that never stopped. He did not belong to a single place, nor to a single age, nor even to a single form. His existence fragmented, multiplied, dissolved, and reappeared wherever knowledge and experience could be stripped from the world without raising suspicion.
He was enrolled in every known academy. In the human kingdom, he walked the courtyards of the Academy of Paladins, where he learned discipline, faith in the sword, and obedience to duty. There, he heard honor spoken of as if it were an absolute truth, and he learned that even the noblest words could be used as chains.
In the kingdom of the Church, he passed through the white walls of the Academy of Sacred Knights, where combat was holy and war was justified in the name of the divine. Kai observed in silence. He learned. He did not argue. He knew that blind faith was as dangerous as brute force.
In the kingdom of the high humans, he trained in hand-to-hand combat, a wrestling style based on physical supremacy. But his stature did not favor him. His body was still small, light, seemingly fragile. So he did not fight. He listened. He studied the theory. He observed movements from the outside, talked with other children, and analyzed every gesture, every mistake, every overconfidence.
He did not need to defeat them. He needed to understand them.
111 —fragmented within himself— Kai was everywhere. In the Empire. In the territories of the Demon Lord. In regions where the very air seemed charged with violence.
There, among half-demons capable of creating massive energy spheres, Kai did not train in attacking. He could not. It was not his race. He did not generate magic. He had no visible gifts. So he chose something more dangerous: absolute defense. He studied how to stop a power he could not match. He analyzed every species, one by one. Their strengths. Their weaknesses. Their cultures. Their fears. He understood that no power was invincible when its origin was known.
He traveled across the entire planet. So vast was the world that 111 versions of Kai could exist without anyone noticing the anomaly. Just another shadow among millions of lives. He studied the legends of the Crowned Beasts. He discovered that Leviathan had been the first, the oldest, a colossus so vast that for the pirate kingdom, he was not a beast, but a god. He learned from the wolf Fenris, emblem of the Kingdom of the Fang, where warriors believed that strength was everything. He knew the Kingdom of the Panther, where he learned that victory did not always belong to the most powerful, but to the most patient.
Every movement he saw trained him. Every journey of his clones covered kilometers, crossed borders, accumulated experience. And meanwhile, he grew.
The Great Forest of the Elves was one of the few places where Kai let his guard down. The elves, beautiful and ancient, flirted with that boy of deep gaze. Kai, still small, fell in love with all of them without fully understanding what that feeling meant.
He was twelve years old when something changed inside his mind. For the first time, he desired to win. But he understood something essential: if he stood out, he would be discovered. And if he were discovered, he would be stopped. So he established a law for himself: He must not defeat his opponents. He must surpass himself.
He surpassed them without anyone noticing. And then he surpassed himself again. He learned swordsmanship, archery, shield, spear. Military strategy. Siege tactics. He absorbed knowledge like a silent sponge. He was a weapon in the making. A boy cloned 111 times was becoming one of the most dangerous beings in the universe, and no one suspected a thing.
Kai was a shadow. A possible evil. A latent good. He grew among great cities, while the world remained ignorant that among the crowd, someone capable of dominating them all was being formed… if he so desired.
At fourteen years old, Kai unified. He returned to his peninsula.
He walked as if the world belonged to him, not out of arrogance, but out of certainty. He climbed the highest mountain, the volcano that dominated the land and the sea. From there, he observed the incandescent lava, the ocean stretching to the horizon, and thought: "Everything I see is mine." In the past, everything had been taken from him. This time, he would not allow anyone —not even those who opposed his God— to take it from him again. Standing atop the volcano, at the summit of all species, Kai did not shout. He did not swear. He did not raise his arms. He simply decided.
While he remained at the peak of the volcano, with the peninsula stretching before his eyes like a living map of everything he had traveled, Kai finally understood the full truth of his gift. Multiplication was not just an extraordinary ability. It was one of the most incredible powers anyone could possess… and also one of the cruelest. Because it was not solely about dividing the body or the consciousness. It was about living farewell over and over again.
One hundred and eleven times. One hundred and eleven final goodbyes. One hundred and eleven hearts left behind. One hundred and eleven masters he looked at for the last time, unable to explain why he would not return. One hundred and eleven homes he walked away from without promises of return.
Kai had avoided, with almost inhuman discipline, creating sentimental bonds. He had built walls within himself, convinced that detachment would protect him. But love —like all true forces— does not ask for permission. It always finds the heart that believes it is furthest away.
The pain arrived without a roar, without warning. It pierced his chest like a silent tide. His eyes, that blue cosmos that shone like a star visible from any corner of the planet, began to fill. They were not tears of weakness. They were tears of memory. Of everything he had lost… and of everything he had gained in exchange.
His knees failed him. Kai fell to his knees on the hot rock of the volcano, while the lava roared below, indifferent to the suffering of mortals. His heart was breaking into invisible fragments, scattered across the world: in abandoned classrooms, on paths traveled by clones that no longer existed, in gazes he would never see again.
Multiplication had an extremely high cost. A price that almost no one was willing to pay. And he had paid it in full.
From the foot of the mountain, Fenris, the wolf, observed him. Not with judgment. Not with pity. With recognition. He had seen many warriors grow. He had smelled the blood of countless battles. But what was before his eyes was not just strength or ambition. It was maturity. It was sacrifice. It was hope.
The boy who was once small now carried the weight of entire worlds. And yet, he remained standing. Broken, yes… but whole in his purpose. Fenris understood then that this was not just another warrior. He was someone who had chosen to carry the pain of many so that others would not have to.
And the wolf, guardian of strength and instinct, slightly bowed his head. Because the world did not yet know it… but on that summit, between tears and lava, the true form of Kai had been born.