A tremor rocked the battlefield.

The sky turned black, the ground cracked beneath them—and then it appeared.

A demon the size of a mountain stepped over the horizon, its very presence making the barrier Sasha cast tremble like paper.

“No... That’s not just a demon,” Sasha whispered, her voice shaking. “That’s an Ancient Demon—a relic of the old war.”

She turned toward Satori, her expression tight with urgency.

“They can penetrate barriers. Only the witches of the old world could stand against them… and now, our only hope—” she looked upward “—lies in the hands of my master.” Let by something to people we have to evacuate

The Master Appears

Suddenly, a pillar of light descended from the clouds. A sharp, divine thunderbolt tore across the sky, striking the colossal demon in the chest and sending it reeling.

From the light stepped a woman draped in a cloak of stars, glowing with celestial magic.

“You’ve grown, Sasha,” she said, lowering her hood. “It’s been a long time.”

Sasha dropped to one knee.

“Master Iris!”

The Alliance of Hope

Then came the sounds of galloping hooves.

A platoon of warriors burst through the city gates. At their front was a knight in silver armor, his blade shining like the sun.

“This is my city,” he said. “I am Ser Caelum, Paladin of Light. And with my blade, I will carve the path forward.”

He swung once—a dozen demons fell.

Sparks of hope ignited in the hearts of the battered soldiers as they watched the paladin fight.

Behind him, clerics cast holy shields, archers fired enchanted arrows, and mages hurled wind and fire spells.

For the first time in hours, the tide began to shift.

Counterattack

Sasha took a deep breath and raised her hands.

“Time to end this—Meteor Rain!”

Three massive flaming meteors burst from the sky like falling suns, crashing down in rapid succession. The shockwaves wiped out hordes of demon soldiers.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

The ground scorched, the air burned, and silence followed.

But it didn’t last long.

From the shadows, the Demon General stepped forward. His body was cloaked in twisted black armor, his horns curled like a dragon’s crown.

“You think meteors will stop me?” he snarled.

He raised a black staff, and with a deep chant, unleashed a swarm of wyverns—winged demons with blood-red eyes.

They tore through the sky, descending on the city like a storm.

 Chapter 6 – Meanwhile, in the Present / War of the Ancients

[Present Day – Police Station, Tokyo]

A dark smoke still lingered in the sky.

Inside the scorched ruins of the local police station, flames hissed as firemen tried to cool the wreckage. Among the crowd of stunned civilians stood Saori Konekawa, Satori’s mother, clutching a photo of her missing son.

“Where is he…?” Saori whispered, her voice trembling. “Satori… where are you?”

A police officer bowed his head, unable to meet her eyes.

“We’re sorry, ma’am… but there’s no trace of your daughter—”

He hesitated. “I mean, your child. It’s like they vanished into thin air.”

Saori fell silent, eyes wide with grief.

“You promised me you’d come home…”

[Magic World – The Great War Continues]

Back in the world engulfed in war, chaos reigned.

A swarm of wyverns screeched through the sky, raining fire and death. Entire squads of warriors were burned alive in seconds. Their screams were swallowed by the flames.

Suddenly, the ground rumbled.

From the west, an army of ogres charged in under the command of the Great Demon General Balsalda, riding a giant armored bear that crushed buildings beneath its paws.

“Tear down their hopes!” Balsalda roared.

“This world is ours to reclaim!”

Explosions erupted across the battlefield.

But amidst the destruction, Iris, Sasha’s master, raised her staff.

“Water Serpent, rise!”

A massive serpent made of pure water spiraled into the sky, then slammed into the demon army like a tsunami, washing away hundreds in its path.

“This… is the power of an Ancient Witch,” Satouriwhispered.

The Past Lives Again

From a battlefield crater, Satori slowly stood, his body trembling with exhaustion. In his mind, voices echoed. What it  never end

A figure approached—Adel, the one who once bore the same soul.

“You’ve awakened… Satori.”

Who are you  “The voice I am you  and you are me

“, I made a choice—one that shattered the balance. You are the chance to restore it.”

“Restore… what?” what is that

“There was a war,” Adel said, voice distant. “Between witches and humans. Magic was feared. Hunted. I thought wiping them out would bring peace. But I was wrong. This war… is the echo of that sin.” But human kill witch  then  we are enemy why there human fight alongside with witch that  a long story it now chan

Sasha joined them, panting after her last spell.

“This time, we won’t lose,” she said. “We have you, Satori.”

Satori clenched his fists.

“Then tell me… what happened back then?”

Adel only nodded, her eyes reflecting an ancient sadness.

[In the Demon Realm]

Far from the battlefield, in a cavern of black stone, a cloaked demon knelt before a towering figure shrouded in darkness.

“As you said, my lord… the Nine Witches have awakened again.”

The figure took a sealed scroll, dripping with cursed magic.

“Then the true war begins.”

[Back on the Battlefield]

The first wave of demons had been pushed back—but the cost was immense.

Bodies lay across the battlefield. Flames burned in the distance. Survivors sobbed over the fallen.

“We barely held the first wave,” Dorothy said, her voice hoarse.

“And that… wasn’t even their main army.”

Sasha looked to the horizon, where the clouds were thick with black magic.

“How… are we supposed to keep up with this?”

No one had an answer.

But Satori took a step forward.

“We’ll find a way.”

And above them, the storm of destiny loomed.