Chapter I

The screams and metal shocks, against metal, flooded the isolated

environment, while the magic explotions make the earth tremble. The blood

bathed the earth in such quantity that it already reached the ankles warriors.

The crater burning heat was so intense that the underarmour burned red

hot, while the soldier of both sides gave everything what they had in the

middle of an intense fight. Both of the sides knew it; this will be the find of

the humanity, against thr tribe of those whom the had termed "demons".

After centuries of incessant wars, by the end! the 13 human heros had

against the wall all the demons and even more important, to their king.

The Demon King, it was say that he had been nothing more than a miserable

demon of the lowest rank. Nevertheless, little by little he got to climb the

power, wisdom and lidership among is race, to the point he did the

unthinkable: he unified all the non-human beings, all those cataloged as

demos and under his extraordinary lidership, for the first time, in thousand of

years, they was a threat for the humanity. To such way that the humans

kingdom summoned his mytics heros and they gathering during centuries in

the most large and bloody war that is remembered, so that this day would

finally come, the moment when this damn Demon King would fall and with

him, his entire empire.

The Demon King had a hard duel against 7 of the heros, at the same time the

another who had not been killed by him, or his demons comrades, was

contained by the group call The Averno Judges, formed by the leaders of 72

non-human races, in spite of the 72 leaderes there was only a dozen left,

because all the deceased had give his lifes to get defeat the 3 of the 13

human heroes. That was an awful spell exchange, damnations, attacks ang

hits. Was clear, even for the strongest demon, that fight against 7 heros at

the same time was a titanic task, for his eyes irradiate the pride blended of

the 72 races that he represented , he didn´t fall, this would be the day when

the demons would crush the humans and a new age would end in the earth.

The explosions were so bigs that mountains dissapeared, while the hero of

the bow, got attack in the back to the Demon King. His blessed arrow of the

Gods pantheon, was a divine level spell and light attribute. An attack that

surpasses the level of any living being, that don´t being a hero or demonic

prinpicality, he might even think about accessing.

The roar of pain of the Demon King was listen in all the battle camp, the scar

caused by the arrow can´t be cured by none spell and the light poisoned the

Demon King´s blood, little by little, until kill him. The Giorno howl pain

motivated the humans and terrified the demons, causing them to drop their

guard for just a second. However, that was more than enought for the sword

of the King of humans, the most powerfull hero of the 13 mythical heros

summoned by the humanity, it bury in the chest of the Demon King, but for

his surprise of human King, Giorno smiled, he aproach the opportunity that

now had, he was wait the moment when finally, the coward human King will

come closer the enought.

The Demon Kiing took, with his naked hand, the bleeding sword that pierced

him while the light tribute was burning him, preventing the human King

remove it from his body. The Demon King raise his sword and brandished

against the leader of all the humans, the ax hero in a desperate act, cut the

Demon King´s arm with wich he had caught the divine sword, while the

wizard hero got in the way using his body, as a shield, between the damn

sword and the hed of the human King, giving his life in exchange for that of

his leader. The hero who wielded the ocean spear, stabbed him since other

sinde stand with a fury that equaled that of a tsunami and that hero

specialized in restriction spells tried to inmobilized the Demon King with his

chains of judgment, another spell of divine level.

Just 5 of 7, thought the Demon King, when he realize that the hero of the

bow was very far and the dagger hero was surely hidden, for an instance

almost he give up, he would preferred to end with the 7 heros, for his

comrades to have the chance against the remaining 3, a dream would be to

end up against the 10 who still lived.

He knew it was a chimera to think the demons could fight against 5 heros,

but even so it was all he could do on behalf of all those who supported him

for centuries.

Give up to Giorno, Demon Kings!, screw the dagger hero while his spell of

divine level invisibility perfect, faded and appeared in front of Giorno nailing

his divine dagger in the eye of the strongest demon. That timely, thought in

the middle of the pain the Demon King. and added to his meditation: now if

only I could bring the bow hero.

His plea didn´t need to be heard, Lilith the lead of the vampire clan, just with

see the face of their king, knew that he had a plan, and invoke the power of

all his ancestrors by herself, in an act that surpassed the expectations of

all demons, she had achieved by herself catch the bow hero and she

teleported next to Giorno. While the bow hero stabbed with the tip od his

divine arrow, but it was not the only one: Fenrir y Dragalis, the current leads

of the wolf tribe and the lizard mens respectively, making an extraordinary

team work they had catched another hero. In fact, catch wasn´t the precise

word, they had achieve to subjugate, to te point of being close to giving him

the coup of grace, the remaining two heros, killed his enemies fastly for help

who was defeated, moving for the battle camp with an impresionant velocity,

not even the big number of enemies represented them an annoyance.

Was a gold opportunity for Giorno, he could gather the 9 most powerful

humans in one place, thanks to the comrades sacrifice. He used what was left

of manna for teleport him, along to everyone who was to 20 meters of

distance including Lilith, the bow hero and the others heros, who didn´t have

time for walk away. Inadvertently, the 9 heros still alive, they met at the

same point. It just took a few minutes, even to the dumbest among them, for

recognize what was happening: it was a trap!

When the realized that all the war had been just a trap. for can eradicate

them of a hit, was too late yet. The Demon King actived his as under ihs

sleeve : Dark Hole, a magic what get over the divine, a spell what didn´t

should exist, because it breaks the natural laws that govern the world, and

just someone as the Demon King could possess. Giorno had achieved to

develop such magic after hundreds of years, with a unique thing in mind, this

precise moment when by the end he would give the lethal blow to humanity.

Whith his life he would give a final point to the corrupt and evil humanity

history, not even the heros putrid light could escape from he now.

A darkest bubble of the night, and scarier than the jaws wolf, invaded in less

than a blink more than a hundred meters in diameter, but the worst just

started. The dark bubble attracted everything that was miles away, devouring

hundred of thousand of lives, both humans and demons, in as instant the life

of the 10 remaing heros , the Demon King, his comrades and thousands of

soldiers from both sides dissapeared, it was something so shoking that the

survivors of both sides stopped fighting, the truth was that meither wanted

to fight anymore.

A crater was the only thing left as the dark bubble consumed itself, to end

with an explotion that knocked down as a toys to all surviving spectator. A

noise so big that resounded in all the world, and was saw miles away to the

distance. An outbreak that gave final point to centurys war, and also gave

end to the life of the most powerfuls who stepped the earth on, now the

future of these place won´t depend from no one more than his habitants.

An ending that marks a new beginning for the humanity and demons, but at

the same time sets a life rolling again. The existence of the one who ended

the war, who that was considered for ones a savior and for anothers the evil

reincarnation. A life that will no longer be a demon or a king, but a human

deplorable that lies drowning in is own threw up, on the floor of a small room

surrounded by dozens of beer can, rats and cockroachs everywhere, the life

of a man call Giorno De Santoro and Vega.