Sora descended onto the ground, and the moment his feet touched the earth, chaos erupted. The land trembled violently, earthquakes spreading like ripples in a pond. Towering tsunamis crashed onto distant shores, thunder roared across the sky, and hurricanes spiraled into existence. It was as if the world itself was rejecting his arrival, refusing to welcome his presence.

At that very moment, Sora raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

“Snap!”

Instantly, everything fell silent.

Tears welled up in Sora’s eyes as he wailed, “Nooooooo! This can’t be happening! I worked so hard to make my entrance look cool! I even shrank my body to that of a newborn baby just for the aesthetic!”

“Damn it! This baby form ruined my grand entrance!”

Frustrated, Sora floated into the air, his body beginning to glow with a radiant purple light. In an instant, his form shifted, and he transformed into a handsome seven-year-old boy. His black hair shimmered in the dim light, his deep blue eyes piercing like the vast ocean. His delicate features made him resemble a young prince from a royal lineage. Even his clothes changed, now adorned in regal garments befitting a noble ruler.

He turned his gaze upward and commanded, “Hey, Creation! The creator of this planet—show yourself immediately!”

With his words, thunder cracked in the distance, the winds howled furiously, and trees bent as if bowing to his presence. But before things could spiral further into destruction, Sora’s expression darkened as he growled, “You bastard, Creation! Not only was my entrance uncool, but now you’re making it worse!”

As soon as he spoke, everything returned to normal. The storms calmed, the sky cleared, and a golden light descended from above. A panicked voice echoed from within the light, “I-I’m sorry, my Lord! Please, take your entrance again! I was just trying to make it cooler for you! Creation will do anything for you, my Lord!”

At that moment, the faint sound of footsteps echoed from within the forest. Someone was approaching.

Sora narrowed his eyes and spoke, “Creation, you may leave. I’ll handle this.”

Meanwhile, in the Demon Realm...

The Demon King sat upon his dark throne, an overwhelming presence surrounding him. A lesser demon named Kai stood before him, his body trembling as he was addressed.

"You know about the war, don't you?" the Demon King asked, his voice carrying an air of authority.

Kai, visibly frightened, stammered, "Ye-Yes, my Lord!"

The Demon King rose from his throne, his piercing blue eyes gleaming under the dim light. His full form was finally revealed—a strikingly handsome figure with flowing silver hair and eyes as deep as the abyss. His appearance was deceiving; he looked no different from an ordinary human, but the aura radiating from him was anything but normal.

The very air around him trembled with a sinister presence, an energy so overwhelming that it sent chills down the spines of all who stood in his presence. His power was undeniable, a force capable of shaking the very foundations of existence.