The Seven Sins reached the peak of its horrific power. The massive, swirling vortex of
millions of corrupt souls opened its central maw, aiming the Realm Destruction
directly at the Suiseiryu Shrine. This was the sacred heart of the empire, the place
where the people prayed to Suiseiryu Aurex, the Water Star Dragon, and where the
royal family guarded a legacy that had been abandoned by the gods.
As the signature move charged, the scene was one of total surrender and terror. The
possessed Elder Duke and his ink-stained fleet fell to their knees in worship of the
dark entity. On the docks, the civilians scrambled in a futile race against the black ink
that consumed everything in its path with predatory speed.
At the center of the destruction, the royal family formed a desperate, bloody circle.
The High Priest lay broken on the ground, his body riddled with wounds. His
sons—Ryuki, Tidus, and Kaito—stood over him, their own bodies mangled and
bleeding, yet they refused to falter. The four sisters, fresh from their escape, stood
with them as the violet light of the Realm Destruction finally fired and the black ink
surged toward the shrine steps.
"Go, my children!" the High Priest gasped through a throat full of blood. "Save
yourselves!"
"We don't leave you, Father!" the siblings roared in a defiant, tear-streaked union.
The world turned white. The roar of the explosion was deafening—until it wasn't. A
moment passed, and the blinding light of the Seven Sins' attack vanished as if
swallowed by a vacuum. The encroaching black ink froze mid-wave, turning into
harmless, stagnant puddles.
As the royal family's vision cleared from the blur of the blast, they didn't see a crater.
They saw a wall of tattered, black feathers. Jee-shahn stood before them in his 7-foot
Monster form, his massive Demon King wings unfurled so wide they draped over the
entire Suiseiryu Shrine like a protective shroud. His Azure Lizard crown pulsed with a
frustrated, rhythmic gold.
But instead of a tearful "thank you," the atmosphere shifted instantly into a comedy of
pure, unadulterated rage.
"Oh, look who decided to finish his nap!" Jasmine screamed, her face red with anger
as she hurled the silk coat at his back. "You said 'Never'! You left us to be turned into
ink-blots, you giant, winged jerk!"
"You're late!" Ryuki coughed, shaking a blood-stained fist at him. "Do you have any
idea how much armor costs to repair?! You let the Elder Duke ruin my favorite cape!"
Mina and Liana, still covered in salt and soot, began hitting his wings with their fists.
"We cried for two days! We didn't eat! And you just fly back here looking all regal
while we look like drowned rats?!"
Jee-shahn stood there, absorbing the Realm Destruction with his back and the royal
family's insults with his ears, his expression returning to that familiar, sleepy mask of
boredom."I leave for ten minutes," Jee-shahn rumbled, his voice shaking the earth, "and you lot
turn the whole ocean into a drama play. I should have stayed on the mountain.