Drawing: The Greatest Mangaka Becomes A Skilled Martial Artist In Another World -

“The Demon Fist of the Void…” whispered a young squire, crossing himself. “The prophecies said he would descend in a pillar of light.”

He woke to the smell of mud, blood, and ozone. “The Demon Fist of the Void…” whispered a

A petty warlord? That was nothing.

“Neither,” Kensuke said, rolling his shoulders. His tattered robe fluttered in the alien wind. “I’m just a guy who draws fights for a living. But I’ve never drawn a fight I couldn’t win.” ” Kensuke said

The final stroke of the brush was a whisper. “The Demon Fist of the Void…” whispered a

The monster didn’t just fall. It unraveled . The kinetic force hit its chest, and the creature’s body folded along invisible lines, as if its flesh were paper crumpling at the crease of a perfect fold.