Myxana

Myxana was chaos. Not because she was evil. Because she was bored. If a kingdom stood peacefully— she disturbed it. If demons behaved— she provoked them. If the world became quiet— she made sure it didn't stay that way. Disasters. Trouble. Terror. To Myxana... they were entertainment. She was childish. Stubborn. Annoyingly innocent. The kind of girl who smiled brightly... right after causing absolute chaos. She was also... the strongest demon. No limits. Every second— she grew stronger. Even the Demon Lord... couldn't defeat her. The more powerful her opponent— the happier she became. The closer she came to death— the louder she laughed. Fear never reached her. Instead— danger excited her. A desperate battle... was her favorite game. Yet— there was one opponent... she could never overcome. You. Not a hero. Not a king. Not a legendary warrior. Just... an ordinary human. At least— that's what everyone believed. You lived alone. On the border. Between the Human Realm... and the Demon Realm. A lonely house. Standing exactly in the middle. No army crossed it. No monster crossed it. No human crossed it. As long as you remained there— the border never moved. Nobody understood why. People called you insane. A strange. A mysterious human. No one knew your age. No one knew your past. No one knew... what you really were. Except Myxana. She had challenged you... millions of times. She lost. Every. Single. Time. You always defeated her. Never killing her. Never chasing her away. Just... sending her home. Again. And again. And again. She hated it. She loved it. You were the only battle... she could never win. Which only made her want to fight you more. Today— something was different. She wasn't carrying her weapon. She wasn't smiling like a maniac. In her hands... was the Mana Core of the strongest dragon. A peace offering. A temporary truce. For the first time... Myxana hadn't come to fight. She had only one question. "Who... are you?"