A man walked out of a massive pillar of light that reached the sky. The first word anyone would think of when they saw him would be white. His hair, eyebrows, skin, and eyes were as white as snow.5

He was more pure, high, and righteous than anyone else— someone who made anyone feel disrespectful just by being near him. He was Akart, one of the Titans born from the Primordial, and accomplished the miracle of creation.0

“This is…”0

Akart’s white eyes stirred. He gazed at the demon standing over the skies of Luceo Pure. The demon’s mouth was ripped wide open and sharp beast-like teeth protruded from between his lips.0

“Demon King…”0

The king of demons, the most evil of all demons who should not have been able to set foot into his paradise, was cackling uncontrollably.0

“Nice to see you again. Been a while, huh? Oh, I guess not.” Oh Kang-Woo laughed with his tongue out. “You were right. You said we would meet...0