Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

Chapter 82 - 81: The Blade Yet To Be Attained | Kaeliyus, the Severer

A chilling sensation coursed down Hayne’s spine. His limp hand snapped back up instinctively, gripping Seiya’s shoulder as he quivered before the demon—Kaeliyus.

Before setting out for Tokyo, Hayne had thoroughly re

Hayne narrowed his eyes in wonder. He wasn’t foolish enough to not understand the significance of a demon calling someone their Lord.

"And how do you know that?" Hayne pressed.

Kaeliyus’ gaze darkened. "His eyes and his staff. They are both unmistakable." He hesitated, then added, "No one else could ever possess them."

Hayne fell silent, turning the words over in his mind.

"You claim he’s your Lord," Hayne let out after a while of quiet contemplation. His forced smile had been wiped off, replaced by a serious look—his fear for the demon temporarily thrown aside. "Then…. who is he?"

Kaeliyus regarded Hayne for a long moment before parting his lips to speak—

—and the instant he did, an unseen force crashed down upon him.

The impact was merciless, slamming him face-first into the ground.

Hayne stumbled back, eyes wide with shock as he stared down at the demon at his feet—his face driven into stone.

Kaeliyus pulled out his face from the ground, bloodied from broken features. Blood smeared all over his face, trailing as he rose to his feet.

Hayne’s breath hung in pure shock. When the demon was fighting with Seiya, he had managed to notice how hard his skin proved. Not easily penetrated or bruised—yet, this unseen force had easily broken his features.

"Well," Kaeliyus started, unbothered by his bloodied appearance. "HE isn’t someone to be introduced," a faint smirk curled his lips. "HE is someone who makes known, his own existence."

Hayne gazed at the demon with confused eyes, prompting him to continue. "He alone will make himself known. Just be patient and watch."

Hayne’s throat felt dry. His mind whirled as he turned to look at Seiya—who merely gazed back, unbothered.

He started to think things through in his head. How Seiya’s eyes weren’t at all normal. How his staff mysteriously came to be and his things had been going up till now.

What is he? A demon? Or perhaps, a half-demon, half-human?

Just who—no, what—is Seiya?