Numaro: The Demon King's Heir

Chapter 2: "Awakening the Darkness"

The next day at school, Numaro could still feel the weight of his father's words. The encounter with Azazel haunted him, and he couldn't shake the strange feeling that had settled in his chest. Something inside him had changed, and it terrified him.

As he walked into the classroom, Taro and his gang were already waiting.

"Well, look who it is!" Taro called out, cracking his knuckles. "Ready for another round, weakling?"

Numaro froze, his heart pounding in his chest. His hands trembled, but this time it wasn't fear. It was something else. Something darker.

"I don't want to fight you," Numaro said quietly, but his voice sounded different. Stronger. Deeper.

Taro laughed, stepping closer. "What's that? Trying to act tough now? Let's see what you've got."

Numaro closed his eyes, feeling the dark power stir within him. His father's voice echoed in his mind.

Embrace the darkness, my son.

Suddenly, the air around him grew cold, and a low, vibrating hum filled the room. Taro stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening in confusion as a dark aura began to form around Numaro.

"What... what is this?" Taro stammered, backing away.

Numaro opened his eyes, and they glowed with a deep, crimson light. "I warned you..."

With a wave of his hand, dark tendrils of shadow shot out from Numaro's body, wrapping around Taro and his gang. They screamed, struggling against the unearthly force, but it was no use. The shadows tightened, lifting them off the ground.

Numaro's heart raced as he stared at the bullies, the power surging through him. It felt intoxicating. He could end them right here, right now. He could make them pay for all the pain they had caused him.

But as he stood there, watching them struggle, something inside him held back. He didn't want to be like his father. He didn't want to become a monster.

With a deep breath, Numaro released the shadows, letting Taro and the others fall to the ground. They scrambled away, terrified, not daring to look back.

Numaro stood alone in the center of the classroom, the dark aura slowly fading around him. He looked down at his hands, trembling.

"What... what am I becoming?"

To Be Continued...