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⛩️Chapter 20: The King’s Smile ⛩️
⛩ Before Chapter 20 Begins—
The Land of LUNC was once ruled by the Red Candle Clan. For generations, traders and sorcerers feared their overwhelming power, and no one dared challenge their authority. Their influence spread across every corner of the market, leaving countless warriors crushed beneath their rule.
But everything changed when the Green Candle Alliance united. Grade 1, Grade 2, Grade 3, Grade 4, and Special Grade traders joined forces and declared war against the Red Candle Clan. The battle shook the entire market, and what followed would become legend.
The Red Candle Clan was betrayed. Their battle plans were exposed, their strongholds fell one after another, and their empire collapsed into dust. When the war finally ended, only one survivor remained.
Malvros.
The final heir of the Red Candle Clan.
Now hunted by the Green Alliance, Malvros walks a path fueled by revenge. And somewhere deep within the shadows of the battlefield, that revenge is finally beginning to take shape.
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Special Note:
Life is not very different from this story.
You will fall. You will make mistakes. You will lose battles that you thought you should have won. But every time you stand back up, you become stronger than before.
Just like the characters in this story, you are the main character of your own journey.
Never forget that.
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Chapter 20
Previously…
Malvros revealed that the true terror of the Ten Markets was never the shikigami themselves.
As a mysterious abyss spread beneath his feet, a gigantic crimson eye opened within the darkness.
The battlefield froze as an unknown presence hidden inside the shadows unleashed a monstrous roar across the entire Land of LUNC.
Now, the battle continues…
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The roar lingered in the air.
Even after the sound had vanished.
Even after the mountains stopped trembling.
The battlefield remained frozen.
Dust drifted slowly through the shattered landscape.
The crimson curse candle hanging above the battlefield flickered weakly against the darkness below.
Luncius couldn’t move.
His eyes remained locked on the gigantic eye staring from the abyss.
For the first time since entering this battle…
His instincts were screaming at him.
Not to fight.
Not to attack.
To survive.
The enormous eye blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Its crimson pupil narrowed.
Watching.
Thinking.
Judging.
Then Malvros raised his hand.
Dark tendrils burst from his palm.
They crossed the battlefield in an instant.
Before Luncius could react, they wrapped around his arms, chest, and legs.
“What?!”
Green energy exploded around him.
Yet the tendrils held firm.
Luncius immediately felt it.
His cursed energy.
Being stolen.
The power he had accumulated throughout the battle flowed out of him like a river.
The green aura surrounding his body twisted violently.
Streams of energy rushed toward the abyss beneath Malvros.
The gigantic eye widened.
The darkness below began to churn.
Auri’s expression changed instantly.
“No…”
She took an unconscious step backward.
“He can’t be serious.”
The abyss expanded.
The blackness spread across the battlefield like spilled ink.
Wherever it touched, color disappeared.
The stone turned black.
The dust vanished.
Even the light itself seemed to sink into the darkness.
Then something emerged.
A hand.
Long black fingers slowly rose from the abyss.
The fingertips dragged across the shattered earth.
SCRAAAAAPE.
The sound echoed through the battlefield.
The fingers tightened.
Gripping reality itself.
Then a second hand appeared.
And together they pulled.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
Something was climbing out.
Luncius narrowed his eyes.
His heart pounded harder.
Because the thing emerging wasn’t a beast.
It wasn’t a dragon.
It wasn’t anything like Hash Drake.
It looked human.
Or at least…
Something pretending to be human.
A hood slowly emerged from the darkness.
Torn black robes flowed behind it like living smoke.
Crimson cracks glowed beneath the fabric.
Like molten fire trapped underneath layers of shadow.
The figure continued rising.
Its face remained hidden beneath the hood.
Only two crimson lights glowed from the darkness underneath.
Watching.
Observing.
Waiting.
The battlefield trembled.
Not because of its size.
Because of its presence.
The Rug Reaper felt wrong.
Like something that had existed long before curses.
Long before markets.
Long before humanity.
Auri’s breathing became uneven.
“The Rug Reaper…”
The words escaped her mouth before she realized it.
Luncius glanced toward her.
“What is that?”
Auri swallowed.
Her eyes never left the figure.
“Malvros’ most dangerous shadow.”
The Rug Reaper slowly lifted its head.
Its crimson gaze swept across the battlefield.
Past Hash Drake.
Past Auri.
Past Luncius.
Until it finally settled on Malvros.
Silence followed.
A strange silence.
The kind that made the battlefield feel frozen in time.
Master and shikigami stared at one another.
Neither moved.
Neither yielded.
Malvros remained standing.
Calm.
Unshaken.
His expression never changed.
But the veins along his arm slowly surfaced.
The shadows around him trembled.
The Rug Reaper wasn’t attacking.
It wasn’t obeying.
It was resisting.
As though it refused to acknowledge anyone as its master.
The pressure suddenly doubled.
BOOOOOOOOM!!!
The battlefield cracked apart.
Massive fissures spread across the earth.
Mountains in the distance trembled.
The crimson curse candle hanging in the sky flickered violently.
Even Hash Drake lowered its head.
The Rug Reaper slowly tilted its own.
Then it smiled.
A cruel smile.
An intelligent smile.
The smile of something ancient.
Something that understood exactly how dangerous it was.
Luncius felt cold sweat run down his neck.
Because in that moment…
The Rug Reaper didn’t look like a shikigami.
It looked like a king.
Malvros narrowed his eyes.
“Enough.”
His voice echoed across the battlefield.
Immediately, chains of darkness erupted from every direction.
Hundreds.
Thousands.
They wrapped around the Rug Reaper’s arms.
Its legs.
Its torso.
Its neck.
The creature didn’t struggle.
It didn’t roar.
It didn’t resist.
It simply smiled.
As though the chains amused it.
As though this had happened countless times before.
For several long seconds, neither side moved.
The battlefield watched in complete silence.
Then the abyss collapsed inward.
The crimson eyes disappeared.
The hood vanished.
The chains dragged the creature back into the darkness.
The pressure faded.
The ground stopped shaking.
The eye closed.
And the abyss shrank beneath Malvros’ feet once more.
Silence returned.
Malvros lowered his hand.
A single drop of blood fell from his nose.
Tap.
It struck the shattered earth.
He casually wiped it away.
His expression unchanged.
As though nothing had happened.
But Auri knew.
Luncius knew.
Everyone knew.
What they had just witnessed was not a failed summoning.
It was containment.
And somewhere deep within the abyss…
Far beneath the shadows…
The Rug Reaper laughed.
Luncius watched the abyss close beneath Malvros.
The pressure from the Rug Reaper faded.
But the memory of those crimson eyes remained burned into his mind.
His grip tightened around his spear.
If that monster ever fully emerged…
Everyone would die.
“I have to kill him before he can contain that thing.”
Luncius lowered his stance.
His green aura surged.
“Auri!”
Auri immediately understood.
A golden shockwave exploded beneath her feet.
“I know!”
BOOOOOOM!!!
The battlefield shattered as she launched forward.
At the exact same moment, Luncius vanished.
CRAAACK!!!
The ground behind him exploded.
Both charged from opposite directions.
Malvros’ eyes narrowed.
Two walls of darkness erupted from his shadows.
SHHHHHHHKKKK!!!
Massive black barriers rose on his left and right.
Blocking both attack paths.
But he formed them too early.
Luncius smiled.
Auri smirked.
SWOOOOSH!!!
Both instantly changed direction.
Their bodies dropped low.
Sliding across the battlefield.
Then rebounding upward.
Using the ground itself as a launch point.
Malvros immediately crossed his arms.
The attack arrived.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Auri’s fist crashed into the left side of his guard.
Golden Momentum exploded.
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At the exact same instant—
Luncius’ spear thrust toward his face.
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Malvros blocked both.
His left forearm absorbed Auri’s punch.
His right forearm redirected the spear.
The collision shook the battlefield.
KAAAAAAAAAABOOOOOOM!!!
Shockwaves erupted in every direction.
Entire sections of earth lifted into the air.
The three figures vanished inside the explosion.
Then emerged again.
Still fighting.
Luncius’ eyes glowed green.
“Curse Technique…”
The battlefield trembled.
“RESURRECTION MARKET.”
BOOOOOOM!!!
Massive cursed energy erupted around him.
His muscles surged with power.
His speed multiplied.
His spear crackled with emerald lightning.
Beside him, Auri raised her fist.
Golden energy gathered around her body.
Every movement.
Every impact.
Every ounce of kinetic force she had accumulated throughout the battle exploded outward.
“GOLDEN MOMENTUM.”
FWOOOOOOOM!!!
The battlefield lit up gold.
Luncius raised his spear.
His aura reached its peak.
“Let’s finish him.”
Auri grinned.
“YEAH!”
BOOOOOOM!!!
The two launched forward again.
Malvros smiled.
SHHHHHHH!!!
A shadow exploded beneath his feet.
He vanished.
Appearing several meters away.
But Luncius and Auri were already there.
CRASH!!!
Their attacks collided with him in midair.
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+3%
The impact sent all three flying.
Malvros twisted through the air.
Spinning around both attacks.
His feet touched the ground.
TAP.
Then he launched again.
BOOM!!!
The battlefield became a blur.
Luncius attacked.
Auri attacked.
Malvros dodged.
Countered.
Retreated.
Advanced.
None of them stopped moving.
Not for a single second.
Auri struck first.
WHAM!!!
A powerful kick slammed into Malvros’ thigh.
+1%
Malvros immediately caught her ankle.
GRAB!!!
With one violent motion—
WHOOOOOSH!!!
He hurled her across the battlefield.
But before he could follow up—
Luncius appeared above him.
His spear descended.
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SHHHHIIIIING!!!
The spear crashed downward toward Malvros’ skull.
Malvros raised his right arm.
CLANG!!!
The back of his wrist redirected the attack.
The spear slammed into the earth.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The battlefield exploded.
At the same moment—
THUD!!!
Malvros’ left fist buried itself into Luncius’ stomach.
-1%
Luncius coughed blood.
His body flew backward.
Then Auri appeared again.
WHAM!!!
Her fist shot toward Malvros’ temple.
Malvros spun.
The attack missed.
THWACK!!!
The back of his wrist slammed into Auri’s head.
She staggered.
But Luncius was already moving.
Spinning in midair.
His spear thrust forward.
+3%
SHHHHIIIIIING!!!
The tip raced toward Malvros’ face.
Malvros dodged.
Then grabbed the shaft.
GRAB!!!
The battlefield became silent.
Luncius smiled.
“Got you.”
Malvros’ eyes widened slightly.
Green cursed energy erupted from the spear.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
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The explosion swallowed both fighters.
A shockwave blasted across the battlefield.
When the smoke cleared—
Malvros’ right hand was gone.
Burned to ashes.
The severed remains scattered into the wind.
Auri froze.
Luncius smiled.
For the first time—
They had truly injured him.
Malvros looked at the empty space where his hand had once been.
Then back at Luncius.
His expression never changed.
Not even slightly.
The battle continued.
WHOOOOSH!!!
His leg spun toward Luncius.
Luncius ducked.
The kick missed.
Malvros spun again.
A second kick followed.
Luncius slid beneath it.
Then—
THUD!!!
A straight punch slammed directly into Luncius’ face.
-1%
His body launched backward.
Skipping across the shattered remains of a destroyed market district.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Meanwhile—
Auri appeared again.
Her fist glowing gold.
WHAM!!!
Malvros lowered himself.
The attack passed over him.
His right hand formed a shadow sign.
“Bearhund.”
The shadow beneath him exploded.
RRRRRAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
A massive demonic wolf emerged.
Its claws crashed downward.
SLASH!!!
Auri crossed her arms.
BOOOOOOM!!!
The impact launched her across the battlefield.
She crashed into the remains of a collapsed trading tower.
The battlefield fell silent.
Malvros stood alone.
Breathing heavily.
His chest rose and fell.
The missing hand slowly regenerated.
Reverse Curse Technique.
CRRRRRRKKKKK…
Muscle formed.
Bone returned.
Skin regenerated.
Within seconds—
His hand was restored.
Then two figures emerged from the smoke.
Luncius.
Auri.
Walking toward him from opposite sides.
Their eyes glowed green.
Neither had fallen.
Neither intended to.
Luncius stopped.
Then smiled.
“I figured it out.”
Malvros remained silent.
Luncius pointed his spear.
“You have ten shadows.”
“But you can’t use them properly.”
Auri’s eyes widened.
Luncius continued.
“You haven’t mastered them.”
“You only know how to use a few.”
The battlefield became silent.
For a moment—
Malvros said nothing.
Then he laughed.
A quiet laugh.
A tired laugh.
He slowly looked toward the sky.
Toward clouds stained red by the curse candle above.
“Father…”
His voice was calm.
“Looks like I have to break my promise.”
Luncius frowned.
Malvros lowered his gaze.
“You’re right.”
“I haven’t mastered my father’s Ten Shadows Technique.”
Auri’s eyes widened.
“My father’s technique?”
Luncius froze.
Then realization hit him.
The Ten Shadows.
The shikigami.
The abyss.
The Rug Reaper.
None of those powers belonged to Malvros.
They belonged to his father.
Malvros smiled.
“I inherited it only hours before my parents died.”
The battlefield became silent.
“I promised I would destroy the entire Green Alliance using only his technique.”
His shadow expanded.
Slowly.
Dangerously.
“But I’ve struggled long enough.”
Luncius’ heart skipped.
Because he suddenly realized something horrifying.
Malvros wasn’t just a Ten Shadows user.
He had his own curse technique.
And they had completely forgotten about it.
Malvros slowly raised his restored hand.
The shadows twisted around him.
The sky darkened.
Even the curse candle flickered.
His smile widened.
“Now…”
“I’ll show you the power that is truly mine.”
Auri stepped backward.
Luncius tightened his grip.
The battlefield trembled.
Malvros’ eyes glowed crimson.
And for the first time since the battle began—
He spoke the name of his own curse technique.
“Curse Technique…”
The world went silent.
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⛩️ To Be Continued
— JJK Mangaka 🖋️
⚔️ MALVROS’ MARKET DECREE ⚔️
The battlefield grows quiet.
The heir of the Red Clan steps forward.
His crimson eyes stare into the abyss of the market.
Then he speaks.
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“You seek answers.”
“You seek direction.”
“So listen carefully.”
The battlefield of LUNC currently stands near 0.00006986.
The Green Alliance has pushed the price higher today.
But a single green candle does not decide a war.
The next move belongs to the market.
And the market shows no mercy.
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🩸 LONG SETUP — THE BULLISH PATH
The bulls must defend the current battlefield.
A strong hold above 0.00006900 keeps the momentum alive.
If buyers continue stepping forward, the path opens toward higher territory.
🎯 First Victory — TP1
0.00007150
The first resistance zone where traders may secure partial profits.
🎯 Second Victory — TP2
0.00007350
A stronger battlefield where selling pressure may appear.
🎯 Final Victory — TP3
0.00007600
The next major target if bullish momentum fully awakens.
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☠️ SHORT SETUP — THE BEARISH PATH
If the current support collapses, the battlefield changes.
The bears regain control beneath 0.00006900.
That is where weakness begins to reveal itself.
🎯 First Harvest — TP1
0.00006750
The first bearish objective.
🎯 Second Harvest — TP2
0.00006600
A deeper retracement zone.
🎯 Final Harvest — TP3
0.00006400
The strongest bearish target currently visible on the battlefield.
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👁️ MALVROS’ WARNING
Do not follow predictions.
Follow price.
Do not worship hope.
Do not worship fear.
The market rewards neither.
Only discipline survives.
The next chapter approaches.
The war is not over.
The shadows are growing.
And something far worse than the Rug Reaper is preparing to emerge.
Miss the next chapter if you wish.
But when the darkness finally arrives…
Do not say Malvros failed to warn you.
⚔️ See you in the next chapter.
Note:This JJK-inspired market story is a fictional interpretation of market structure for entertainment and community discussion only. It is not financial advice.
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