Kami no gyakuten:The yamato hero-Chapter 54: The Red End

Daigo, blood dripping from his lips, smirked despite the punishment he'd taken. His regeneration slowed, the toll of battle showing, but his confidence hadn't faded.

He looked Escarion in the eyes and said,"I guess I have to use my real power now."

Suddenly, the skies dimmed.

A suffocating black mist began to rise from beneath Daigo's feet. It clung to him, crawling over his skin like a living shadow, consuming him until his entire body was engulfed in a vortex of dark matter. When the smoke cleared, he stood transformed—his form monstrous, his face crowned by devilish horns, wings blacker than the void itself, and eyes like twin abysses.

The very air began to scream.

The barrier Escarion had created with the Trident cracked... then shattered with a thunderous boom.

Even nature recoiled at Daigo's transformation.

Yet Escarion said nothing. He simply stared.

The two titans stood, aura against aura, both too overwhelming for any mortal to withstand. Every leader, elder, and warrior in the distance watched in paralyzed awe.

No one dared step forward. Not even Kyoko, nor Sho, nor the powerful Jun. The battlefield was no longer theirs. This was something beyond human, beyond god.

Daigo's voice, now deeper and filled with malice, echoed through the wind."Tomorrow will be a new day for Yamato... a world without the name Escarion."

In the blink of an eye, Escarion was gone.

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He reappeared right in front of Daigo, eyes glowing with fury."Is it?"And with that, he drove a devastating punch into Daigo's chest, launching him skyward.

But Escarion didn't stop.

He vanished again—then again—and again—reappearing every time with another punch, a barrage of fury that blurred through the sky like thunder made flesh.

Daigo coughed black blood, his body bending in unnatural directions, and for the first time...

He felt fear.

Real fear.

Escarion's voice roared through the heavens."Fear is the only lesson that never needs to be taught twice. You will live with it... let it crawl in your bones until it eats you alive."

Below, the elders of every clan looked up in disbelief.

"He's... he's fighting like a god..." whispered the elder of the Hikari Clan.

Daigo's twisted form managed to steady in the air, panting."You're right... I am afraid of you. But if I kill you, that fear dies with you."

Escarion hovered calmly above him, his body radiating energy so dense the clouds spiraled around him.

He smiled grimly."No... you'll carry the memory of me forever. Even when I'm gone, just hearing my name will paralyze your soul. That's Escarion."

He raised his hands, channeling all the remaining divine force through the Trident and his own awakened soul. The heavens twisted. The land wept.

"This attack... will erase you from existence."

The sky cracked open, revealing a vortex of pure red energy forming in his palms.

"This is... Red End."

And then, the world went silent.

The beam tore forward like the wrath of creation itself. It consumed everything in its path—mountains, rivers, entire sections of the land vanished under its light. Trees disintegrated, oceans parted, and time itself seemed to hesitate.

When the dust finally settled...

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There was nothing.

No shadow of Daigo.

No blood.

Not even ash.

Escarion floated for a moment, eyes half-closed."I won... you little kid."And then, he dropped.

His body hit the earth with a heavy thud.

Everyone rushed toward him—Jun, Sho, Kyoko, and others who once feared him now knelt at his side, eyes wide with dread.

Escarion looked up at the sky, breath shallow. His skin had lost its glow, the red aura fading with each passing second.

"This infinite power... it's leaving me. When it's gone... I die."

Sho grabbed his hand."No! Don't say that! You can still—"

Escarion smiled faintly."It's alright... I gave everything... to protect Yamato."

He looked at the green Trident beside him, slowly planting it into the earth."This... this Trident... it will only answer to the next worthy one. Someone who'll protect Yamato like Lucas once did... like I did."

The warriors around him fell silent, some lowering their heads in respect, others wiping away silent tears.

Kyoko whispered,"He... really was the strongest..."

Escarion's eyes fluttered.

"I had a good life... didn't I? My friends... tell me..."He closed his eyes gently."Miyo... did I live for Yamato?"

A tear slid down his cheek.

And with that, Escarion—once Ruji, the hero reborn—breathed his last.

The battlefield was still. The skies returned to blue. And the strongest warrior in all of Yamato lay motionless, his final act a legacy that would echo through the ages.

No one spoke.

Because there were no words great enough to honor a man who became more than legend—

He became Yamato itself.