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🌌 Chapter 1: Deep in an Unknown Forest
Deep within a forgotten forest, two figures stood locked in silent confrontation.
The first was ancient—his long white hair flowing like mist, his black robes heavy with time. His true name had long vanished from memory, even his own. For 500,000 years he had walked the world, and now he was known only as the Dark Supreme.
Opposite him stood a radiant figure: young, golden-haired, dressed in flowing white robes. His sword shimmered with pure light. He was Saluki, the Light Supreme, embodiment of righteousness and hope.
"Dark Supreme," Saluki declared, voice ringing with conviction, "your cursed existence ends today!"
The Dark Supreme sneered, disgusted by the self-righteous tone. Shadows twisted and writhed behind him, forming eerie shapes that chilled the air.
Saluki's expression hardened. He swung his sword, unleashing a blinding ray of light.
In response, the shadows around the Dark Supreme solidified into a dome of pure darkness.
BOOM!
The light was absorbed completely.
When the shadows faded, Saluki was no longer in front of him.
Sensing danger, the Dark Supreme conjured a blade of shadows and swung it behind him—
CLANG!
Two swords collided, sending a shockwave that flattened nearby trees.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
The two figures flickered across the landscape, moving so fast they left behind afterimages. Cracks spread across the earth as their battle intensified.
Saluki blocked a deadly strike to his head but was sent flying, crashing into a nearby mountain.
BOOM!
The mountain crumbled.
As Saluki crawled from the rubble, he looked up—only to see a massive sword of pitch-black darkness descending from the sky.
BOOOOOOM!
A crater formed where he stood. Dust filled the air. The forest was gone.
This was the clash of two 9★ mages.
But the Dark Supreme knew it wasn't over.
From the dust emerged Saluki, now clad in golden armor with wings of light. His wounds healed rapidly.
He raised his hand—and thousands of swords made of light appeared in the sky, all aimed at the Dark Supreme.
The sheer mana radiating from Saluki made the Dark Supreme's heart sink. This was no longer a 9★ aura.
This was something beyond.
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⚔️ One Hour Later
The Dark Supreme knelt, bloodied and broken. His arms were gone.
Saluki, missing one arm himself, stood over him.
"Goodbye, Dark Supreme," he whispered.
With one final swing, he severed the head of the most feared being to ever walk the world.
Rain began to fall. Lightning lit up the sky, as if the world itself mourned the death of a legend.
But it wasn't over.
Saluki staggered, vision blurring. A sword of pure darkness protruded from his chest.
He had underestimated the Dark Supreme's final curse.
He had believed that becoming the only 10★ mage made him invincible.
But…
He never finished the thought. His vision darkened, and he collapsed.
Dead.
The once-beautiful forest was no more. Only destruction remained.
And at the center of it all, two lifeless bodies lay side by sife