Title: ORDERS
After a long and painful journey, Kumamoto finally stepped through the portal into the Third World.
The moment he arrived, his entire body screamed in agony. A sharp, unbearable pain coursed through his muscles and bones—he collapsed to the ground, trembling.
> "What… is this feeling? My body's tearing itself apart…"
He gritted his teeth. It was as if this world rejected him. His very existence was being rewritten.
After a few minutes, the pain slowly faded. His breathing evened out. He forced himself to sit up, exhausted and disoriented.
Suddenly, a soft voice spoke.
> "Welcome, bloody monster… to the Third Region of our Demon World."
Kumamoto turned sharply. Standing before him was a figure unlike any he had seen—a beautiful face, long flowing hair, and a graceful posture that blurred the line between male and female. The stranger's eyes gleamed with confidence.
Kumamoto narrowed his gaze.
> "You… you're one of the testers from this region, right? A shadow sent to judge outsiders?"
The stranger blinked, then chuckled.
> "Tester? No no… I'm not here to test you."
He stepped forward with a smirk.
> "The name's ME HAWK. I came here for one reason only… to invite you."
> "Invite me?"
> "Yes. To join my Order—Weight House."
Kumamoto frowned. "Order… what is that supposed to mean?"
ME HAWK turned slightly, gazing out toward the strange horizon.
> "An Order is a group. A faction. A class-based alliance. Every being in the Third Region belongs to one—except one particular class... which is an Order in itself."
> "And what do these Orders do?"
> "They fight. Constantly. For survival, territory, and dominance. Some are peaceful. Most are brutal. Ours... is powerful."
Kumamoto scoffed. "Sounds like a bunch of glorified gangs."
Unbothered, ME HAWK reached into a satchel and pulled out a strange food container.
> "You're hungry, aren't you?"
"Eat this. You'll need strength here."
Kumamoto hesitated, then took a bite. His body felt immediately refreshed.
> "You'll die in this world if you don't adapt," ME HAWK continued.
"That's why I want you with us. Word is... you're the one who took down the Dragon King."
Kumamoto looked away, unsure how to respond.
> "So?" ME HAWK asked. "You in?"
Kumamoto sighed. "Fine. Just… tell me everything about these Orders."
ME HAWK smiled.
> "Weight House contains three elite classes:
1. ELEF – beings who can heal any wound, no matter how fatal.
2. Cook+S – four arms, four eyes, and immense strength. Deadly in battle. Divine in the kitchen.
3. Heaven Warriors – our rarest class. We're trained from childhood—at ten, we're locked in a cage with 100 others. Only one survives after a month. That survivor becomes a true Heaven Warrior… and lives a life of eternal war."
Kumamoto stared at him, unimpressed.
> "What kind of twisted fairy tale is that?"
ME HAWK smirked again.
> "Maybe it is. Or maybe it's the only truth that keeps us alive."
Kumamoto clenched his fists.
> "Whatever. Let's just get this over with."
> "As expected," ME HAWK whispered.
"Let's see what kind of monster you really are."
Title: Leader
As ME HAWK and Kumamoto stepped through the grand gates of the Weight House Order, the entire hall echoed with a single, thunderous chant:
> "LEADER ME HAWK!!!"
The atmosphere burst with energy. Demons of all shapes and classes stood tall, fists raised, cheering their leader's return.
ME HAWK raised his hand slightly, silencing the crowd with just his presence. A grin touched his lips.
> "Everyone... I have someone important I want you to meet."
He turned and gestured toward the quiet figure beside him.
> "This is Kumamoto. You may call him by another name too... the Bloody Monster."
Gasps rippled through the room like a storm. All eyes turned to Kumamoto, who stood still, unfazed, his expression unreadable.
ME HAWK continued:
> "He has chosen to join our Order. And with him by our side, we grow stronger. Kumamoto—would you like to introduce yourself?"
Kumamoto looked around slowly. The crowd's attention didn't bother him—but neither did it interest him. He turned away with a calm, dismissive voice.
> "...Not really in the mood. I'll head to the rooftop."
Without another word, he walked away, leaving the crowd whispering behind him.
From the sidelines, a Cook+S class demon watched with narrowed eyes. Muscular, with four arms and four eyes glowing faintly, he leaned against a pillar, clearly skeptical.
> "So that's the famous Bloody Monster...? Doesn't look like much. How the hell did ME HAWK bring him here?"
Above, on the rooftop, Kumamoto stood silently, chewing his food while staring into the horizon. The cold breeze brushed against his hair. His mind wandered.
> "The Vampire Class… it's more than a class. It's a secret society. No… it's more like a hidden kingdom. But how do I find them in this world?"
His thoughts were broken by a sharp, familiar voice behind him.
> "OI, KUMAMOTO!!!"
Kumamoto turned slightly.
> "What now?"
ME HAWK stood at the top of the stairs, grinning as always.
> "Time to move. Your first battle awaits."
> "Battle?"
> "Yeah. Mount up. This one's on beasts."
Kumamoto followed him down the steps where several riders were already mounting various creatures—boars, scaled wolves, even floating serpents.
Then his eyes locked on one mount—a black horse, massive and wild, its red eyes burning with dark flame.
For a brief moment, Kumamoto froze.
> "A black horse… it reminds me of my unicorn..."
But before he could finish the thought, a flash of steel came from ahead.
An enemy rider had already charged.
A spear of energy came flying, straight toward Kumamoto.
No more time to think.
> "Tch… Already?"
His eyes narrowed.
The real battle... had begun
Title: Bloody Monster vs. Darkveil
From the front—
A sudden attack.
Kumamoto dodged it easily, but for others, it wasn't so simple.
In the distance, a new Order appeared through the dust and flames.
ME HAWK's eyes locked onto their symbol.
> "That's... Darkveil Order."
Without hesitation, ME HAWK shouted to his squad:
> "Attack!! Hit them first!"
Suwi charged forward—
But Kumamoto stayed behind, frowning.
> "Why aren't you letting me go, ME HAWK?"
> "A human like you—legendary or not—doesn't need to fight their army," ME HAWK replied.
Kumamoto's eyes narrowed.
> "Then I'll fight their leader."
He stepped forward.
> "Let me handle him."
ME HAWK didn't argue.
The battlefield turned chaotic.
One of ME HAWK's class members fought like a beast—holding off ten enemies at once.
By the time the enemy blinked, their necks were already cut.
But even after a full clash, something changed—ME HAWK's Order started losing ground.
Realizing the shift, ME HAWK raised his hand.
> "Fall back. Pull back now!"
He looked at Kumamoto and said:
> "Go on. He's here... their leader: Thones."
Kumamoto stepped out to face him.
Thones was twice Kumamoto's size, wearing heavy black armor, and carrying a 10 kg mace that looked like it could crush a tank.
Thones didn't speak.
He just swung the mace toward Kumamoto.
Kumamoto barely dodged—
The mace slammed into the ground, splitting it open like an earthquake.
Kumamoto quickly aimed his pistol and fired at Thones's neck—
But it did nothing.
Then he tried using his sword, aiming for Thones's eye—
But Thones caught the blade and smashed Kumamoto into the ground.
Then he started beating him with the mace again and again.
Kumamoto didn't even get a chance to stand up.
From a distance, a Cook+S soldier muttered:
> "Is... is this the Bloody Monster? Looks like he's losing."
But ME HAWK replied calmly:
> "No. He's not serious yet."
Suddenly—
Kumamoto grabbed the mace mid-swing.
He stood up.
He put both his sword and gun away.
Then he stared at Thones—his eyes turning a deep, glowing red.
It was like his conscious mind had gone offline.
An aura poured out of his body, different from before.
Kumamoto charged forward—
And with his bare hands, he shattered Thones's armor.
Kumamoto's aura lit the battlefield.
He punched Thones hard—sending him flying.
Then he leapt onto Thones's body and started punching him again—
Over and over.
Each hit shook the ground.
Even when Thones's face stopped responding—Kumamoto didn't stop.
ELEF-class members healed the others nearby while one person ran to stop him.
> "Kumamoto! That's enough!!"
Kumamoto paused—then grabbed that man by the face, ready to crush it.
Right then—ME HAWK appeared.
Without hesitation, he touched Kumamoto's shoulder and knocked him unconscious.
Kumamoto dropped, breath heavy, eyes fading.
ME HAWK looked at the destruction.
> "This... this is the real Bloody Monster."
> "In that state... he wasn't even in control."
> "That wasn't human. That was something else entirely."