Meliodas POV

"Hi there, it appears that you all killed the demons. Impressive." A familiar voice with a sarcastic tone suddenly appeared before us, Galand. "It seems that the remaining commandments successfully ressurected the Demon King, Huh," I said with a joking grin. Galand smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, you have no idea," he replied, his voice dripping with mischief. "The Demon King is back, and he's more powerful than ever. You've just stepped into a whole new level of challenge, my friends." As his words sunk in, a mix of excitement and determination surged through our veins. We exchanged determined glances, ready to face whatever lay ahead, knowing that our bond and purpose would be tested like never before.

Following Galand were Fraudrin, Melascula, Drole, and Gloxinia. "The Demon King will be here soon," Gloxinia said vilely. His voice dripped with venom and malice. "We shall let him succeed in his dark plans. We will stand together," Fraudrin proclaimed with a malicious grin. Melascula's sinister laughter filled the air, challenging our resolve. Drole's deep voice resonated with determination: "We shall fight until our last breath." The stakes were higher than ever before, but our resolve burned brighter than ever.

(Y/n)'s POV

The remaining commandments suddenly appeared before Meliodas, and it seems that they successfully resurrected the Demon King. Then I walked towards Meliodas and stood beside him. "Oh, really, the Demon King?" I chuckled maliciously. The sound of my laughter echoed mockingly through the air. Meliodas turned to face me, his expression a mix of surprise and concern. "Are you okay, darling?" he asked, his eyes narrowing. I smirked, my malicious grin mirroring Melascula's earlier. "Oh, my dear Meliodas, the Demon King is nothing because he's like an ant to me." With a smile, Meliodas stated, "Well, that's who you are, my darling, (Y/n)." With those words, Meliodas reached out and gently brushed his thumb against my cheek, his touch filled with warmth and reassurance. His unwavering belief in my power and strength gave me the confidence to face the looming threat before us.

The Demon King eventually becomes apparent to us after some time has passed. Meliodas moved in front of me, and I could only see his back as he spoke, "(Y/n), I know that you're stronger than the Demon King, but we would like to face this stupid Demon King, along with Zeldris and Estarossa. Let us be the ones to fight the Demon King because this time we'll protect you from him," his voice filled with determination. I looked at him when suddenly Zeldris and Estarossa appeared on his sides. I am grateful for their unwavering support. While part of me wanted to prove myself and face the Demon King head-on, I knew that accepting their help would not make me any less powerful. "(Y/n), you should help the others defeat the other remaining commandments," Meliodas continued, his voice urging me to join the others to fight against the remaining commandments.

I thought.
'Meliodas, as I looked behind you, I realized that you're no longer the person I have to protect all the time. You've grown so much, both in strength and in character. I have witnessed your unwavering determination and resilience throughout our battles, and it is clear to me now that you are more than capable of leading the charge against the remaining commandments. While I have held onto the responsibility of protecting you for so long, it is time for me to step back and trust in your abilities to bring an end to this conflict. Together, we will restore peace and balance to the world.'

I nodded in agreement, realizing that there were still threats that needed to be dealt with. As much as I wanted to face the Demon King, I found new determination to assist his friends, who will soon be my friends, in vanquishing the remaining commandments.

As the sun began to set, casting an orange glow over the battlefield, I stood at the forefront, my grip tightening on the hilt of my enchanted sword. 

I (Y/N), realized the moment had arrived to meet the remaining commandments with tremendous strength. I could feel the apprehension and stress rising within me with each breath.

Death was standing next to me, his presence evoking a sense of unpredictability. 

He was constantly reminded of his power over life and death by the billowing of his hooded cloak. With a nod from him, I knew it was time to act. 

"Lord Zaratras," I said, echoing over the battlefield. "It's time to strike." Zaratras, a seasoned knight with unshakeable allegiance, moved forward. In the dimming light, his armor glittered, and his blade was poised and ready. "(Y/n), we stand with you," he responded calmly and firmly. "Lead us to victory."

With Zaratras by my side, I felt a surge of confidence. But I knew that our success relied not just on our strength but also on our strategy. I scanned the field, taking in the positions of our allies and the commandments.

"Escanor," I called out, my voice projecting with authority. "Stand ready, for your power is about to reach its peak. Time your attack wisely." 

Escanor, the radiant warrior, nodded, his pride shining in his eyes. As the sun reached its zenith, his power would grow exponentially, causing the commandments to tremble in fear. I knew that Escanor's presence alone would boost the morale of our allies, inspiring them to fight with renewed vigor.

"Diane," I continued, turning my attention to the colossal warrior who was deeply connected to the earth. "Use your immense strength to create barriers for our allies. Manipulate the ground beneath our enemies. Let them feel the might of the earth itself." 

Diane roared with determination, her figure towering over the battlefield. With each step she took, the ground quaked beneath her, sending shockwaves through the commandments' ranks. She hurled massive projectiles, causing chaos and confusion among their forces.

"Gowther," I called out, my gaze piercing through the battlefield. "Unravel their plans. Manipulate their memories and emotions. Leave them vulnerable to our assault." 

Gowther, the enigmatic member of our group, nodded silently. With his profound understanding of the human psyche, he would ensure that no enemy could escape our scrutiny. His calculating demeanor and piercing gaze would allow us to anticipate the commandments' every move.

"Merlin," I said, turning to our brilliant and cunning wizard. "Create illusions. Manipulate the battlefield. Bend reality itself to gain the upper hand." 

Merlin's golden eyes burned with otherworldly intelligence as she assessed the situation. With a wave of her staff, illusions flickered into existence, disorienting the commandments and giving us the advantage we needed. Her presence alone provided invaluable support for our cause.

"Ban," I continued, addressing the immortal rogue known for his speed and regenerative abilities. "Use your speed and agility to exploit their weaknesses. Strike with precision, and do not relent." 

Ban grinned mischievously, his eyes gleaming with excitement. With blinding speed, he darted through the chaos of the battlefield, evading the commandments' attacks effortlessly. His immortality ensured that no blow they landed would be fatal, and his strikes were calculated and devastating.

"King," I said, finally turning to our serene guardian of the forest. "Channel your mastery over nature to combat their forces. Protect our allies and defend our realm." 

King nodded, his connection to nature evident as vines and roots sprouted from the ground, ensnaring our enemies and creating a shield around our allies, including King Arthur. With each move, he displayed a calm determination to protect those he held dear. But now it was time to face the commandments themselves.

The remaining commandments, Fraudrin, Galand, Melascula, Drole, and Gloxinia, stood defiantly against us. They were powerful adversaries, and I knew that we had to be strategic in our approach. 

"Fraudrin," I called out, my voice echoing with authority. "Your deception will not go unnoticed. We see through your schemes."
Fraudrin sneered, his eyes filled with malice. "You underestimate me, Hysteria. I will break your illusions and tear them apart piece by piece."

"Galand," I continued, my voice steady. "Your strength may be unmatched, but we will not yield. We will find a way to counter your power."
Galand smirked, his imposing figure radiating an aura of dominance. "You are mere ants before me. Prepare to be crushed under the weight of my might."

"Melascula," I called out, my voice determined. "Your darkness will be overcome by the light of our unity. We will find a way to dispel your shadows."
Melascula laughed wickedly, her eyes glowing with malevolence. "You cannot escape the clutches of darkness. You will tremble before me." 

"Drole," I continued, my voice resolute. "Your earth-shattering powers will be challenged by our unyielding spirit. We will not let you bring ruin upon our lands,"

Drole sneered, his demeanor oozing arrogance. "You may think yourselves strong, but you are nothing compared to the might of my ancient abilities." 

"Gloxinia," I said firmly, my gaze unwavering. "Your control over plants will wither in the face of our united strength. We will not allow you to manipulate nature itself."
Gloxinia scoffed, his eyes filled with contempt. "You foolish humans dare to defy me? Your feeble attempts at resistance will be crushed." 

With each commandment addressed, I felt the energy on the battlefield intensify. We were ready to clash and fight for what we believed in. Our strategies were in place, and now it was time to put them into action.

As the battle erupted, clashes between swords and magic filled the air. Death, Zaratras, Escanor, Diane, Gowther, Merlin, Ban, King, and I moved as one, coordinated and synchronized in our attacks. With our overwhelming strength and strategic prowess, we struck at the commandments relentlessly, exploiting their weaknesses and countering their every move.

Zaratras swung his sword with precision, aiming for Fraudrin's defenses. The commandment, caught off guard by his relentless assault, struggled to keep up with Zaratras' speed and skill. Together, they engaged in a deadly dance of blades, each meeting ending in a clash of steel and sparks. 

Escanor's power reached its zenith, his radiant form illuminating the battlefield. His strikes were like bursts of sunlight, scorching his enemies with each blow. Galand, confident in his own strength, charged forward, but Escanor countered with calculated precision, exploiting the openings in Galand's seemingly unbreakable defense. 

Diane's immense strength shook the ground beneath her opponents. She created barriers to shield our allies, smashing the commandments with colossal boulders and devastating blows. Melascula, shrouded in darkness, attempted to drain Diane's strength, but Gowther intervened, manipulating Melascula's memories to weaken her hold. 

Merlin's illusions twisted reality and played tricks on the commandments' perception. They found themselves surrounded by foes where there were none, their attacks hitting thin air. In this state of confusion, Ban seized the opportunity, striking with unparalleled agility and precision. His blows were relentless, sapping the commandments' strength and leaving them vulnerable. 

King, in tune with nature, protected our allies with cascading vines and impervious barriers. He fought Gloxinia amidst a field of blossoming flowers and flourishing foliage. Their battle was a dance of elemental forces, each trying to gain the upper hand in this clash of powers. 

The battle raged on, with each member of our alliance unleashing their full potential. Our unity, strategy, and overwhelming strength began to show cracks in the commandments' defenses. They were pushed to their limits, their arrogance fading as the reality of their impending defeat became clear. 

As the dust settled on the battlefield, it was evident that we had emerged victorious. The remaining commandments lay defeated, their powers weakened, and their spirits broken. We stood together, breathing heavily but with a sense of accomplishment and relief. 

Once we had overcome the commandments, we turned to observe Meliodas, Zeldris, and Estarossa fighting the Demon King.

As the sun dipped beneath the horizon, bathing the battlefield in darkness.

AUTHOR'S POV

 In the epic clash against the Demon King, Meliodas, Zeldris, and Estarossa stood united, ready to face the ultimate source of darkness.

Meliodas, the Dragon's Sin of Wrath, stepped forward with a fierce determination etched on his face. The deep crimson of his eyes burned brighter, and an aura of unstoppable rage surrounded him. He channeled his wrath, unleashing a torrent of devastating attacks against the Demon King. Each strike was imbued with raw power and ferocity, shaking the very foundations of the battlefield. The ground trembled beneath their feet as Meliodas's wrathful onslaught threatened to engulf the Demon King.

As Meliodas engaged the Demon King in close-quarters combat, Zeldris, the wielder of the Demon King's authority, unleashed his dark powers. Shadows swirled around him, coiling like serpents, as he harnessed the boundless darkness within his command. With a wave of his hand, Zeldris summoned ethereal tendrils that ensnared the Demon King, restricting his movements and preventing any attempt at counterattack. The darkness emanating from Zeldris corrupted the very air around them, intensifying the sense of foreboding as he ensured the Demon King's power remained contained.