Om soared through the skies like a meteor tearing through the fabric of heaven. Within mere minutes, he reached Britain.
From the moment he arrived, he felt it.
The air was heavy. The ground whispered secrets.
This… this is where it all began.
His eyes scanned the land below. Then — in a sudden burst of speed — he crashed through the roof of a hidden underground lab.
Inside, he found him.
Grabbing Noah by the collar, Om pulled him out into the open and growled:
"Why did you do this?"
Noah trembled, eyes wide.
"I didn't want to! They forced me. If I hadn't obeyed… they would've killed my entire family…"
Om's voice was cold. "What happened in that lab?"
Without waiting, he turned and walked back inside — following the trail of corrupted energy pulsing through the walls.
And then he saw it.
A creature. A monster. Chained in silence.
"You're the one they woke up…"
But this wasn't just any monster. In its eyes, Om saw pain.
Rage. Hatred. A hunger to burn the world.
This wasn't evil by nature. This was twisted by design.
Suddenly — alarms. Noah had followed. Soldiers were approaching.
Om grabbed Noah again and launched skyward, shattering through the ceiling.
"Who are they?" Om demanded. "Who are you working for?! Why are they doing this?"
Before Noah could answer — thunder.
Missiles. Tanks. Jets.
The entire military had arrived.
A voice roared through the megaphones:
"Whatever you are, surrender now… or be destroyed!"
Surrounded on all sides. Fighter jets circling like vultures.
But Om stood still. His voice calm.
"Leave… or die."
No one moved.
Then, a command from below:
"Fire!"
What followed was a storm.
Thousands of rounds. A rain of missiles. An explosion so vast it lit the sky like a second sun.
And when the smoke cleared…
Om hadn't moved an inch.
He raised his hand.
"My turn."
With a single gesture, he unleashed divine energy — a storm of light that erased everything.
In one second, the entire capital vanished.
Where a city once stood… there was now only a crater.
Om descended. His heart heavy.
"What have I done…?
A city… wiped out. I didn't think… that little power… could cause this much destruction."
Then — the ground below began to rumble.
A fissure cracked open. From its depths, something emerged.
Tall. Humanoid. Not human. Not anymore.
Its voice was calm.
"I am Denjesaru. From the Demon World — deep beneath this Earth."
Demon.
That word was enough. Om's fist clenched. He leapt forward to strike—
But Denjesaru appeared behind him in an instant.
"We had a deal," he said. "This country agreed to help us awaken. In return, we would give them the Earth."
Om turned slowly.
"what do you mean ?"
Denjesaru smiled.
"Let me tell you
a story. One that began…
Two hundred million years ago."