Scene — "Kon's Calm and Khione's Touch"
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The brush keeps moving — the painting of Kon and the shy servant girl takes shape.
The girl at his side tries not to shake under his hand on her shoulder.
Khione sits close — leans in — her cold fingertip slides along Kon's wrist, then up to his sleeve.
Khione (soft, teasing smile):
> "You know, Kon… you're very sweet for a king of cruelty."
Kon tilts his head slightly — his cold grin cuts across his face, fangs hidden behind perfect teeth.
Kon (calm, low voice):
> "Is that so? Coming from you, Ice Queen… that's dangerous praise."
His eyes flick up — hold hers without blinking.
Kon (leans closer, voice quiet so only she hears):
> "But if we're praising beauty… then I must say — you're far more beautiful than any realm I've burned."
Khione's cheeks flush just a hint — her cold breath fogs in the warm hall.
Victor bends at Kon's ear — whispers something quick, too low to hear.
Kon's smile doesn't break — but his eyes sharpen.
He flicks two fingers — Victor steps back.
Kon looks at Nerose across the table — and then at the other gods staring.
Kon (calm, amused):
> "Seems next time we should finish this. Right, Victor?"
Victor bows slightly — says nothing.
Khione watches him — curious — but Kon just taps the table once with his fingertip.
Kon (to Nerose, soft but clear):
> "Even among gods, there's still terror, Lord Nerose. Terror never leaves — not for humans, not for us."
Nerose lifts his wine cup, smirks — agreeing with a tilt of his head.
Around them, other gods whisper — quiet, uneasy.
Kon lifts his hand from the servant girl's shoulder — brushes her hair back once, gentle — then turns his eyes back to Khione.
Kon (soft laugh, cold):
> guess it's should be fun
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Scene — "Kon Watches the Chaos"
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The divine hall rumbles — far-off echoes of other dimensions shattering slip through the marble pillars.
Outside the barrier, entire sky-realms crack and fall into voids — pieces of other gods' domains flicker and die.
Kon sits back in his seat — crosses one leg over the other — fingers drumming once on the armrest.
His eyes barely blink — calm — amused.
He turns his head, just slightly — looks at Fuko.
No words.
Fuko nods — like he hears a silent command.
With a swirl of his black coat, he vanishes from Kon's side — leaping into the chaos beyond the divine hall's gate.
A roar shakes the outer walls — Fuko's blade tears through enemies in the distance — shadows of strange invaders scatter.
Other gods glance at Kon — some stand, tense — but Kon doesn't even rise.
Nerose leans closer, smirking.
Nerose (dry laugh):
> "Lord Kon… you sit so calmly while the realms burn. You think you can stop what's coming?"
Kon's eyes shift — cold flicker — a cruel, perfect smile.
Kon (soft, dismissive):
> "Guess it's fine, Nerose. We were invited guests, after all. If I'm not wrong — there are guards meant to protect us. So… why worry?"
Another tremor — distant shrieks — more pieces of dimensions fall like glass.
Fuko reappears by Kon's side — sword dripping dark.
He kneels slightly, tilts his head.
Fuko (calm, breathless):
> "Handled most of it, my lord."
Kon doesn't even look at the blood — just nods once, pleased.
Kon (low chuckle):
> "Good work, Fuko. That's nothing though… right?"
Fuko gives a rare grin — deadly sharp — says nothing.
Other beings now rush to fight too — inspired by Kon's stillness. Nerose gestures — one of his best guards storms out into the battle, joined by two more.
Kon shifts in his seat — locks eyes with Nerose.
Kon (half-whisper, grin widening):
> "They should know by now — they're not fighting mortals. We're a threat they'll remember."
Victor stands quietly behind Kon's chair — hand resting on his sword hilt, eyes closed, calm.
Remji's footsteps echo — he stalks out toward the battlefield too.
Kon's gaze lifts slightly — eyes half-lidded — amused by the destruction.
Nerose (murmur, almost impressed):
> "Lord Kon… what do you see happening to Earth — to all these realms — in the end?"
Kon freezes — just a heartbeat — then that smile returns, cruel and gentle at once.
Kon (low, final):
> "Of course, Nerose…
He says nothing more.
The hall trembles again — the scene cuts to black.
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