"A human, huh?" Hila let out a soft, ironic laugh. "He's really granting my final wish... but what do you mean by 'normal'? And who exactly are you?"
"I'm Nexus, the one who oversees the timelines of countless stories across realities," Nexus explained, pausing as he noticed Hila's soul beginning to glow red, signaling that it was ready for the next phase. "Ah, but it looks like it's time for you to go. To a world without magic. Good luck, Hila."
With a final wave, Nexus watched as Hila's soul was drawn away, ready for its journey into a new life, far from the world he once knew.
As Hila's soul drifted into the unknown, the sensation of weightlessness engulfed him. His memories of being the Demon King faded, not entirely forgotten, but distant, like the remnants of a dream. The weight of his past—of ruling, of endless battles—dissolved as he felt himself pulled toward something new, something fragile.
