Title: Reaching Demon World
Kumamoto and his horse set out on a long journey. When they finally reached space, it was the first time they saw it so quiet—eerily silent. Usually, there were always strange sounds echoing in space. But this time, there was nothing.
After several hours, they arrived at the Demon World. As they landed, Kumamoto gently released his horse. It wasn't just a normal farewell—it was something more. His face wasn't calm… it was full of revenge. The horse, sensing this deadly aura, immediately galloped away into the distance.
Kumamoto began walking alone through the twisted terrain of the Demon World. After walking for what felt like forever, he sat down to rest. That's when it happened.
A shadowy soldier appeared out of nowhere and attacked.
Kumamoto fought back, but the shadow's strike hit his arm, damaging it.
"Who are you?" Kumamoto growled.
The figure stepped forward. "My class is Shadow Moon Ark."
Before Kumamoto could respond, the shadow attacked again—but this time, Kumamoto countered. With incredible speed, he sealed the shadow in a brutal Lock Technique. It was so powerful that in just 15 seconds, it could've ripped the enemy's neck clean off.
But just before the final blow… the shadow summoned an entire shadow army.
Kumamoto was forced to release the lock and fight the army. Swords clashed, shadows howled, and Kumamoto cut through them one by one. But the original shadow warrior wasn't finished—he grabbed his sword and lunged at Kumamoto from behind.
Kumamoto, sensing the danger, lifted the enemy mid-air and slammed him into his own shadow.
Yet somehow, the shadow appeared behind Kumamoto again… and this time, he saluted.
"You… you're not just a warrior," the shadow whispered. "You're the true Bloody Monster…"
Suddenly, the shadow locked Kumamoto's legs with his own and prepared to summon the army again.
But Kumamoto roared, grabbed the shadow's jaw, and ripped it off.
The shadow stumbled back, trembling.
"I-I'm sorry!" he cried. "Please forgive me! I test everyone who enters this land. I had to know if you're worthy to be here!"
Kumamoto, breathing heavily, nodded. "I understand. Just let me pass."
"You won't survive here without a weapon," the shadow warned. "Your fist is already starting to break."
"Then tell me," Kumamoto said. "Where do I get one?"
"You must find the Dragon King," the shadow replied. "Only he can give you a weapon strong enough to survive… but first—you must defeat his dragon
Title: Peace
Kumamoto continued his journey through the harsh and twisted lands of the Demon World. Without his horse, every step felt heavier. The fatigue was overwhelming. His feet dragged… his vision blurred… and eventually, he collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.
When his eyes finally opened, he found himself lying under a strange tree, a soft cloth wrapped around his forehead. A gentle presence sat beside him. It was a girl—calm, mysterious, and with an aura that radiated magic.
"You're awake," she said, smiling softly.
Kumamoto blinked. "Who… are you?"
"I'm a Witch," she replied. "Class: Witch. Our kind is known for our powerful magic, especially healing. You'll be fully recovered by tomorrow… Bloody Monster."
Kumamoto's eyes narrowed. "How do you know that name?"
She giggled. "Your name is already spreading across the Demon World. You're the one who defeated the Shadow Moon Ark warrior. Everyone's talking about you."
Just then, Kumamoto's stomach growled loudly—"Grrrrrrr…"
The witch chuckled. "You're hungry, aren't you? Wait here. I'll bring you something to eat."
A few minutes later, she returned, offering him a warm bowl of soup and a slice of bread.
Kumamoto stared at it, then took a bite. It was the first real meal he'd had in days.
"...Delicious."
Once his strength returned, Kumamoto stood up, ready to continue his journey. But before leaving, he turned to the witch.
"I want to give you something."
From his pouch, he took out a fragment of the Skull King's bone and a shard of the Shadow Soldier's cursed blade.
"Use these," he said. "You can create poison… or cast powerful magic with them."
The witch's eyes lit up, surprised and delighted.
"These are incredible ingredients! Thank you, Kumamoto!"
He gave her a final nod.
"Take care, Witch."
With the wind gently brushing his coat, Kumamoto walked away—stronger, calmer, and a little more at peace than before.
Title: Dragon vs Bloody Monster
(Revised with correct wing attack)
As soon as Kumamoto left the witch's cottage, a thunderous roar echoed across the skies. In the distance, he saw it—a massive Dragon, unleashing chaos, its flames turning the land into ashes.
"That's the one… the Dragon who can lead me to the Dragon King."
Without hesitation, Kumamoto sprinted toward the beast, leaping over fallen trees and shattered rocks. Picking up a huge boulder, he hurled it straight at the Dragon's head.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!"
The Dragon roared in fury, its eyes locking onto the lone warrior. Kumamoto grinned.
"I've started the fight… now how do I reach its height?"
The beast lashed out, flames chasing him like a storm. Kumamoto dodged swiftly and led the Dragon toward the towering mountain cliffs. Using the caves and slopes, he climbed higher, faster.
As the Dragon swooped toward him for the kill—
Kumamoto jumped, grabbing onto its neck scales and climbing up until he reached its wing.
With a battle cry, he drove his fists into the wing, unleashing powerful blows aimed at the bone structure.
The Dragon screeched and twisted mid-air, losing control. Kumamoto pulled out a knife, stabbing into the wing—but after a few strikes, the blade snapped in half.
"Tch...!"
With a surge of strength, Kumamoto grabbed the damaged wing and twisted it violently. The beast spun out of control, crashing hard onto the earth.
Dust exploded. Mountains shook.
Kumamoto climbed onto its chest, energy gathering into his fist. "Let's finish this…"
He slammed a blazing fire-charged punch into the Dragon's chest.
Just then—from the northern skies, black silhouettes began to appear.
A fleet of dragons.
And at the center of them all... stood a towering figure cloaked in dark flames—
The Dragon King had arrived.
Kumamoto stood tall atop the fallen beast, facing an army of monsters.
And the real battle was just beginning