[Era of Demonity] Part 23: Double-Crossers

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NOTE THAT PARTS 1-24 ARE JUST AN INTRODUCTION TO
THE MAIN STORY.


A demon drifted through the endless expanse of space, alone with nothing but its own thoughts. It was intelligent, but its vast knowledge was a burden, reminding it constantly of its isolation. It yearned for companionship, but as time passed, it began to realize that it was destined to be forever alone. And so, it continued to wander through the cosmos, a lonely and sorrowful creature.


The God Demon Powers shimmer in space, their spherical forms a tapestry of mystery. On their surface, patterns of three half-moons emerge, alight with hues that dance in celestial patterns. These carvings are no mere happenstance; the patterns mirror demons' emotions when they become God Demons, where red, blue, and green hues ignite the core feelings of anger, sadness, and fear.

In fleeting moments, these ancient stones reveal more. Five colors awaken, adding yellow and orange to the powers, indicating the emotions of love and joy respectively. Yet, legends whisper of those rare few who've unlocked a sixth half-moon, an elusive symbol hinting at a realm beyond comprehension.



TWO DAYS LATER—EARTH

Onyx sat down in frustration near a beach on an unfamiliar island. "Fuck! Will we ever find them?!" he exclaimed, his voice echoing over the crashing waves. They had scoured every island, but there was no sign of those they were searching for while flying over the Nozomu ocean.

The day was windy, and the sky was dark, foretelling an impending storm. Despite their exhaustion, their determination to find their friends someday remained unshaken.

Meanwhile, Raxus had discovered something new about his powers and was amazed by his newfound abilities. In contrast, Onyx struggled to advance his Star Powers to the next level, leaving him feeling increasingly agitated.


SPACE

A rock split in two beneath Azrael's feet, sending him leaping back in surprise. He immediately recognized the two figures approaching at high speed and wondered if they were the ones Hamaraki and the others had warned him about. The figures reached a nearby rock and sat down simultaneously, staring menacingly at Azrael. Their powerful, heavy auras caused stones around them to turn to dust.

Azrael slowly backed away, his eyes narrowing as he identified their auras. "Rigel and Vega—the traitors of Judgement," he muttered. "What are you fucktards doing here?! Answer me!" Azrael shouted, his voice echoing across the desolate landscape.

Vega, a white-skinned figure who always looked serious, fixed his piercing gaze on Azrael. His skinny face and short white hair gave him an almost ancient appearance, despite being only seven thousand years old—considered young among demons.

 His skinny face and short white hair gave him an almost ancient appearance, despite being only seven thousand years old—considered young among demons

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