There had never been a single instance—in gas, ani, or movies—where demons weren't the bad guys. It was practically written into their DNA.
Sure, these demons might be different from the ones in pop culture.
But judging by the way this one smiled while standing in literal hellfire?
"Yeah. Not that different."
Still… the idea that demons—and elves, dwarves, beast-hybrids—all actually existed?
That ssed with his head a bit.
He glanced at the spinning projections around him and let the thought settle.
What if the people who created fantasy races… never really created anything?
What if they were just catching glimpses—fleeting visions—from another world?
If that was the case… then were all stories, every myth, every monster, just glimpses of another world?
Alex shook his head.
Nah.
That sounded way too far-fetched.
Next was...
The Tranagians – Living trees, awakened by ancient Emi. Towering plant beings with bark for skin and sunlight in their veins. Tranagians weren't fast—but they didn't need to be. With regeneration and elental control, they were walking sieges.
The 3D figure of it was massive, moss-covered, and ancient-looking. Its entire body groaned with the sound of shifting wood, like a forest stretching after a long slumber.
Its arms were thick branches, its legs rooted into the earth with every heavy step. Green veins glowed beneath cracked bark, pulsing with life. As it moved, flower petals drifted from its joints, like leaves caught in an eternal breeze.
The whole thing radiated patience. Power. Age.
Watching it was like watching a mountain decide to walk.
"...Groot?"
Alex muttered, half in awe, half in amusent.
That was basically what it looked like.
He couldn't believe there was a universe where an entire population of Groot-like creatures existed.
This made Alex wonder what other alien races existed in the multiverse.
So he checked out the 6th alien race.
Vorakans – "Born for War. Bred to Win."
The closest thing to human and demigods. Towering figures with flawless physiques, Vorakans were faster, stronger, and more aggressive than any species had a right to be. Their howorld was forged through combat—and only the strongest survived long enough to speak. Honor-bound and bloodthirsty.
Alex's eyebrows shot up.
"Okay, that description is kind of terrifying," he muttered to himself.
Then the holographic figure appeared.
It was a towering humanoid figure, massive and carved from obsidian. It was like watching a living statue, muscles rippling beneath golden armor, glowing faintly like the sun's last rays at twilight. His short, jet-black hair was swept back, his face set in a permanent look of judgnt as if this being had seen all the worlds and deed them all wanting.
The Vorakan raised his fist slowly, and the very air around it seed to crack. Not from impact—no. It was the sheer weight of the idea that his punch could shatter reality itself.
Alex felt the intensity of it.
And titled his head.
"Okay, whoever designed this clearly has a thing for Vorakans," Alex muttered. The animation of this figure was the most detailed by far—every movent sharp, every muscle flexing like it was ant to tear through worlds.
The Vorakans were so similar to humans in appearance... but definitely not in the way they operated.
Next up on the list... the 7th alien race.
Kruckles - Colossal beings of muscle and bone. Berserker titans with primal instincts and zero impulse control. Kruckles didn't fight to win—they fought to break. Their weapons were crude, massive, and absurdly powerful. Tactics? None. Subtlety? Zero.
Alex grinned. Okay, another cool one.
The 3D hologram flickered to life beneath the na.
What appeared wasn't just a figure. It looked like pure chaos, solidified into a massive form.
Its jaw jutted forward, tusks gleaming like ivory daggers.
Its arms were like tree trunks, the muscle so thick it seed ready to tear through the very air itself.
A huge cleaver, almost the size of a small building, dragged behind it like a broken mountain waiting to smash anything in its path.
"Kinda reminds of Doomsday," Alex muttered, rubbing his chin.
Then ca the last one.
Certainly not the most impressive.
Humans - "Limitless Potential. Unyielding Drive."
The wildcard of the cosmos. Humans don't have wings, claws, or magic-infused blood running through their veins. They weren't born with any natural advantages. But what they lacked in raw power, they made up for in adaptability. To many, they were the underdogs. To the system, they were the race with the most potential.
"So we're the underdogs, huh?" Alex grinned. "I like the sound of that."
The 3D figure materialized beneath the na with a soft flicker, its form simple. A young man, standing tall and unassuming, wrapped in tattered leather armor that had seen its share of battles.
There was nothing flashy about him. No glowing aura. No mystical energy crackling in the air around him.
His eyes, sharp with defiance, glead with an inner fire—like he'd been through hell and co back stronger.
His body was covered in scars, the marks of a life lived on the edge.
His knuckles were rough and bruised, evidence of countless fights.
He looked...ordinary.
Alex squinted, disappointnt creeping in.
The figure that represented humanity was pretty boring.
Alex couldn't help but feel let down.
Out of all the possible choices, this was the character that had to represent the entire human race? It wasn't just plain—it was underwhelming.
Barely any flair.
A dude in tattered leather with scars, like so random street fighter.
"Seriously, they couldn't have picked a worse character to represent humans?" Alex muttered, shaking his head.
In his mind, Adam would've been perfect.
Maybe even an image of himself would've been better. Sothing with a bit more punch.
But instead, they chose this...
Alex clicked his teeth.
Obviously, this was done on purpose to paint humans as weak.
The other alien races will no doubt underestimate us.
Alex sighed.
I take it back. The architect of the hologram wasn't as cool as I thought.
Just as that thought settled, a new notification blinked into view.
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