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The strongest hero is sent into a normal world without magic!

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Meet the strongest hero Ryuki, the only one who saved the realm from the threat of the most powerful Demon Lord! After defeating him and bringing peace back to his homeland, he's about to hold his wedding ceremony to marry the two daughters of the King. But then, something unexpected happens. During the ceremony, a mysterious ritual was perfomed on him , making our hero fall into a dark portal coming from below. He then fell into a dark abyss thinking that he's dead and that his life was all a lie. Ryuki, once hailed as the Radiant Hero, finds himself cast into an ordinary world following a betrayal that shatters the foundations of his existence. Stripped of his powers, he awakens in a hospital bed, grappling with the dissonance between the extraordinary life he once lived and the mundane reality that now surrounds him. After being reincarnated into a modern world without magic, he must fight to live his new life and return to his homeland, where he wants to take his revenge by killing the king. But Ryuki's quest for answers is fraught with peril, as dark forces conspire to prevent him from reclaiming his rightful place as the Radiant Hero. With enemies lurking in the shadows and allies found in unexpected places, Ryuki must confront the demons of his past and embrace the hero within if he is to stand a chance against the looming threat that threatens to engulf both worlds in darkness. But a strange encounter with a new girl named "Aria" is gonna change his life, forever...

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Chapter 1Chapter 000: Ryuki, the Radiant Hero against the demon Lord.

The air crackled with tension as I stood at the precipice of destiny, my gaze locked with the malevolent figure looming before me.

The demon lord, a towering monstrosity wreathed in darkness, exuded an aura of pure malice.

His eyes, twin pools of crimson flame, bore into mine with a predatory hunger.

I tightened my grip on my sword, the weight of it grounding me amidst the chaos that raged around us.

The battlefield, a desolate landscape scarred by the ravages of war, bore witness to the culmination of a journey fraught with peril and sacrifice.

This was the final stand, the ultimate test of wills between light and darkness.

With a roar that shook the very foundations of the earth, the demon lord launched himself towards me, his claws slashing through the air with deadly precision.

I met his assault head-on, my blade singing as it clashed against his infernal armor. Each strike reverberated through my being, a symphony of steel and fury that echoed across the battlefield.

The clash of our weapons sent shockwaves rippling through the air, casting arcs of light against the backdrop of darkness.

Every movement was a dance of death, a relentless barrage of attacks and counters as we sought to gain the upper hand.

With each passing moment, the intensity of our battle escalated, the very fabric of reality trembling beneath the weight of our conflict.

"AURA! SHOOT HIM ALL YOUR ARROWS! NALAH, CAST ALL YOUR STRONGEST SPELL! I'M GONNA CHARGE MY FINAL STRIKE!" I shouted.

"AS YOU WISH, RYUKI!" They said, while doing exactly what i said.

I was exhausted. 

Me and my group were fighting against this monster.

One step to bring back peace to our homeland.

One step closer to happiness.

One more step to avenge all our fallen companions.

As we fought, memories of my journey flashed before my eyes—the allies I had lost, the sacrifices I had made, and the unwavering resolve that had carried me through the darkest of times.

They fueled the fire within me, igniting a determination that burned brighter than the sun itself.

With a primal roar, I unleashed a barrage of strikes, each blow fueled by the righteous fury that burned within my soul.

The demon lord staggered under the onslaught, his dark form wavering as cracks began to form in his impenetrable armor. S

ensing an opening, I pressed my advantage, driving him back with a relentless onslaught.

But the demon lord was not so easily defeated.

With a surge of dark energy, he unleashed a torrent of unholy power, engulfing me in a maelstrom of darkness.

I fought against the suffocating pressure, drawing upon every ounce of strength and courage within me.

In that moment of struggle, a voice echoed within my mind—a whisper of encouragement, a reminder of the bonds that anchored me to this world.

It was the voice of Mary, my steadfast companion, whose unwavering belief had sustained me through the darkest of times.

Drawing upon her strength, I pushed back against the darkness, my sword blazing with an incandescent light that cut through the shadows like a beacon of hope.

"LET'S DO THIS! ALL TOGETHER NOW!" I shouted.

Aura, Mary and Nalah gave me all of their magic energy and with that, i was about to fully charge my strongest blow, the one i never used before.

With a final, decisive strike, I cleaved through the demon lord's defenses, shattering his form and banishing him back to the depths of the abyss from whence he came.

As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded into silence, I stood amidst the ruins of the battlefield, my breath ragged and my body battered but unbowed

. The demon lord had been vanquished, his dark reign brought to an end by the indomitable spirit of a hero forged in the fires of adversity.

With a sense of weary satisfaction, I sheathed my sword and i fell on my knees, with tears in my eyes, knowing that my journey was finally over.

As I turned to face the horizon, a sense of hope bloomed within me—a beacon of light that illuminated the path ahead, guiding me towards a future filled with promise and possibility.

The final battle had been won, i finally brought peace to the kingdom.

"WE DID IT , RYUKI!" The girls said while running towards me for an embrace.

The demon lord was dead. 

The land was safe.

And my dreams became real.

I was about to marry Sakura and Dakura, the two twins , daughters of the King.

Another beautiful journey was about to happen.

I finally stood up, using my last force to walk towards the kingdom...

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