Dust and debris choked the air.
Angeleva lay in the center of the smoking crater, Raven towering above her with arms crossed, smirking down.
“Disappointing,” he taunted. “You were keeping up a moment ago. Was that really all your rage could do?”
Her body trembled—not from weakness, but from something deeper.
The memory of her uncle, aunt, and cousin flashed across her mind: their smiles, their encouragement, their promises to return. Promises Raven had stolen.
Her aura flared. The ground cracked beneath her as she rose, her Fairy Wand pulsing with raw emotion. White and pink energy swirled together, a storm of grief and fury.
Her eyes snapped open, glowing with radiant rage.
“You… you stole them from me!”
Raven raised an eyebrow. “That’s better.”
BOOM!
Angeleva vanished in a flash. She reappeared before him, magic from her wand striking his chest with brutal force, hurling him through the ruins.
Before he could recover, she appeared above him, wand raised.
“FAIRY JUSTICE BARRAGE!”
Countless radiant daggers rained from the sky, piercing his aura and slamming him into the ground. The battlefield quaked from the sheer power of her wrath.
Meanwhile, Safari groaned beneath a pile of debris. His Devil Hammer lay cracked but intact beside him. He dragged himself up, muscles screaming.
“Damn it… I can’t let her fight alone.”
His aura flickered weakly, threatening to fade. He clenched his fist.
“Come on… MOVE!”
Through sheer willpower, he staggered forward, determination burning in his eyes.
Above, Angeleva pressed her assault. Her wand flashed as she unleashed Fairy Lances, Blossom Kicks, and bursts of radiant energy, each strike hammering Raven back, forcing him to defend.
The ruins shook under her fury.
“How does it feel, Raven?!” she screamed. “To be the one backing down for once?!”
For the first time, Raven’s smirk disappeared. Not from fear—
But from irritation.
His eyes flared. His aura exploded.
“Enough.”
BAM!
His fist slammed into her stomach. The air cracked from the impact. She coughed blood as her body folded and blasted through stone pillars.
Safari caught her midair, skidding backward under the force.
“Angeleva! Stay with me!”
She gasped, trembling. “H-he’s too strong…”
Safari clenched his teeth, rage boiling.
His aura erupted—Sap Green devil energy clashing violently, sparks of raw power ripping the air. With a roar, he swung his hammer with all his might, aiming for Raven’s skull.
CLANG!
Raven caught it between two fingers.
Safari’s eyes widened.
Raven’s smirk returned.
“Admirable. But…”
With a flick, Safari was blasted across the ruins, crashing through walls like paper.
BOOM!
Dust rained down. A shadow loomed over him.
A hand seized his horns, lifting him effortlessly.
Safari gritted his teeth, struggling—but Raven’s grip was unbreakable.
The Demon Lord studied him with a cruel smile.
“Interesting… this aura feels familiar.”
He closed his eyes briefly, searching his memory. Then they snapped open.
“Ahhh… I remember.”
His grin widened.
“There were two Sappy warriors I encountered long ago. When I gripped their horns, I felt this same energy. Yes… what were their names?”
His eyes gleamed.
“Ah. Ekari and Wafi.”
Safari froze.
His chest tightened. His breath caught.
Those were—his parents.
“…No way.”
Raven chuckled darkly at his expression.
“Oh? Why so shaken?”
Safari’s fists bled as his nails dug into his palms. His voice was barely a whisper.
“They… were my parents.”
For a heartbeat, silence.
Then Raven laughed.
“Now this is interesting! So you’re their brat, huh?”
Safari’s mind spiraled. He was six, watching his parents leave Planet Sappy.
“We have a long journey. Stay with Mira, and be good.”
They never returned.
He grew up hating them. Believing they abandoned him. That they betrayed their home Sappy. That they betrayed him.
But now—
Raven leaned closer, eyes glinting.
“They were planning a war against me. They figured out I’d become a threat. Tried to play heroes, gathering forces from other worlds to kill me before I rose to power.”
His smile darkened.
“And you know what? They were right.”
Safari’s heart pounded.
“Then… they knew?”
“Yes,” Raven purred. “A fortuneteller warned them I’d destroy Sappy in the future. And they were so desperate to stop me. But it didn’t matter. They never stood a chance.”
His grip tightened around Safari’s horns.
“Their whole squad was annihilated. And your parents?”
Raven’s grin turned cruel.
“I broke their horns before I killed them.”
Safari’s breath shrank.
“Oh yes. The way they screamed as their pride shattered—it was delightful.” Raven’s voice dripped with venom. “Then I killed them.”
Safari’s body shook violently. His vision blurred with rage.
The parents he thought were traitors… had died as heroes.
And he never got to tell them.
Raven smirked at his torment.
“So tell me, boy—how does it feel, knowing your parents fought for nothing?”
Far above, in Hellsgate, Legend’s golden eyes glowed. Through the God Scope, he witnessed every word. His face was unreadable, but his grip tightened.
Nearby, Safari’s family and the freed prisoners heard everything.
Among them, a few stepped forward, shadows of old warriors with haunted eyes.
“I fought with them,” a jagged-horned veteran growled.
“So did I,” another admitted.
“They were true warriors,” a scarred woman whispered.
The survivors shared their truths.
“They left their home knowing they’d be branded traitors,” Vex said.
“Everywhere we went, no one trusted them,” Zira added. “But they never stopped fighting.”
“They carried the burden of rejection,” Okar muttered. “But they still gathered allies.”
“They sacrificed everything,” Gorran finished. “Honor. People. Even family. All to stop him.”
Their words poured into Safari, transmitted by Legend’s golden glow.
He saw their past. He felt their struggles. He witnessed the truth.
His parents weren’t cowards. They weren’t traitors.
They were warriors. Heroes.
And Raven had destroyed them.
Safari’s aura flickered violently, grief and rage igniting into something greater. His horns burned—not from Raven’s grip, but from the truth surging through his soul.
For the first time in his life—
He was proud to be their son.
And Raven would pay.