Ranboo woke up with a searing pain in the side of his head. Heh, the number of times he could say that now would be at least two. Waking up here for the first time and now. It was kinda funny in that regard, had the situation been different, he would've been cracking jokes. But, now was not the time for cracking jokes.

His body was restricted by some sort of tight rope, and his vision had been extremely blurry. His red and green eyes tried to open to their fullest extent, but he was finding it increasingly hard to do so. He grimaced, trying to move within his bindings, still finding that to be rather difficult.

Whatever these had been made of were strong enough to keep him at bay, well, when he wasn't putting power into it. The only reason why he wasn't out of the trap right now and on the floor going to find Tommy was that he hated his power. It made him feel sick in the head. It changed him. Tapping into it would turn him more and more into his father—which was something he didn't want.

So, he had been content to remain slightly weak, so long as it permitted him to live a normal, somewhat peaceful life.

But right now, he couldn't. However, that didn't mean he had to tap into his power. He could remain the same, relatively weak version of himself, and still get out of this mess. At least, he hoped.

"Damnit, that kid from before. That kid with the white hair and Kimono. He had one of those markings in his eyes. He's a part of the Twelve Kizuki. He trapped me. I knew that coming here had been a bad idea. Great job Ranboo…." Ranboo thought, groaning to himself in his head.

"So… how are we going to get ourselves out of this little mess, huh, Ranboo? I could always wiggle one of my extra arms out and cut the bindings…. No, bad idea. If I did that would make me an obvious target. Crap. Okay, uh…."

The enderman silenced his thoughts as he felt a hand, or something like that, on his face, then a burning sensation on his cheek as he cringed with pain. Did someone just slap him? Oh, they must've had a death wish then. That got his eyes to fully open. What he saw was a floor, and how he wasn't on it. He looked up and noticed that he was hanging upside down on a tree, his ankles bound and his wrists tied behind his back.

"Seriously?" Ranboo groaned, looking around him. That kid left him there to hang? What kind of person did that? Well, that kid was a part of the Twelve Kizuki, so perhaps that would've been why. Most Demons who were part of that little band were always a special form of crazy.

"So… Little bro found us some new prey, eh? Ain't that swell!" A voice came from Ranboo's left, and with it, he had been met with a Demon. The Demon had the same white face with red speckles as that the Twelve Kizuki member had, but his body belonged to that of a massive spider. Okay, maybe saying the same face was a bit wrong, more like the same white skin, hair, and eyes would be right. They clearly weren't the same person, but that honestly didn't matter.

"GAH!" Ranboo screamed as the string was put over his mouth. A little girl who wore the same thing as the Twelve Kizuki member, looked like the boy, and even had the same coloured hair as the boy, spoke next.

"Think again, brother. Take a closer look. This man is a Demon. Little brother brought him here for us to watch and speak to. Not to eat. On top of this, he seems to be immune to the sun." And with that, the little girl willed the string away as it fell apart over Ranboo's mouth. "Speaking of that, how is it that you can do that?"

Ranboo swallowed back whatever fear he had built up, let out a sigh, and closed his eyes. He channelled his mind and will into himself, then, with a surge of strength, broke the string with pathetic ease, landing elegantly on his feat. This caused the group of clone-like Demons, and the Demon with the spider body to back away.

"Oh? So you're powerful, aren't you?" An older woman spoke. "I'm surprised you aren't a member of the Twelve Kizuki with that strength. Those webs are stronger than even the strongest metal known to man. Most lower-level Demons have issues getting out of them, so for you to break them goes to show your strength."

The woman took a step forward, a gleam in her ocean blue eyes. She definitely was the adult of the group, seeing as she looked older than 10. Her hair was snow-white, just like everyone else's. She had the same blue eyes, and she wore the same white Kimono as the rest of them did. It was almost like a cult.

A deranged, spider family, cult. That was the best way to describe it.

"I am the 'mother' of this family. These are my 'children' and behind me is their 'father.' I do hope you don't see this as a threat, but we must make sure you do not hurt our Rui." Oh great, they thought he was an enemy. Just great. Fantastic really. However, before he could get a word in, the woman snapped her fingers, glaring dangerously at Ranboo. "'Father.' Deal with him."

And without a warning, a massive, muscular Demon with a spider's head stepped forth. Ranboo felt the ground shake as he moved, and as he looked up to see what the Demon looked like, he felt like running right then and there.

The Demon's skin was a dark tan, with his legs being even darker. He had spikes all over the sides of his arms, long, thin white hair, and two pincers by his neck. He was easily 10 feet tall, and as his many blue eyes stared down at Ranboo, he let out a mighty roar.

Ranboo bit back the urge to scream as the Demon charged towards him.

Needless to say, Ranboo had not been expecting the Demon to charge into him and run him through with as much strength as he had. With a single backhand, the Demon launched him several trees, all of which crumbled under the impact. And as he was flying through the air, he thought about what it was that brought him here and into this situation.

So far, he had found out Technoblade had already met up with Muzan and was seemingly working for him, and now, he had to deal with one of the Twelve Kizuku's family. He supposed that things couldn't get any worse. But, at the moment, he'd rather not jinx it by saying that aloud.

That would've been bad. Just like this situation.

One of his extra arms sprouted from his back to slow down his flight. The hand clawed into the ground, tearing it up in the process as a mix of snow and dirt flew up as he smashed into several different trees. His back was NOT going to feel good tonight, no-sir.

He stopped inches before another tree, and just as he was about to take a deep breath, thanking God that he had survived that attack, the massive Demon came at him again out of nowhere, grabbing him by the head and slamming him into the ground.

Purple blood surrounded his now crippled body as he felt all of his bones re-align. However, the father Demon did not let up, pounding him with his fists. He felt rage flow through his body. Despite having the regeneration power to keep this up for hours, he honestly didn't know the hell he was supposed to get out of this situation without activating his powers.

And so far, he was pretty sure that was how he was going to deal with the rest of this deranged family as well. However, to activate his powers, he had to enter a completely different mindset. A mindset he hated.

But, he had no other choice. He let his brain take over from there, and then, a dark aura surrounded him. He felt the nice side of him drain out of him, only leaving the Prince of the Ender to deal with these measly piss ants.

How dare this pathetic creature lay its hands on him.

How dare it draw his blood.

How dare it make him feel pain?

As the Demon lifted its hand, ready to hit him again, within the blink of one of its many eyes, Ranboo's body was gone. The Demon recoiled, looking around for its opponent, only to feel a little bit lighter. The demon looked over to its right arm, then to its left.

Where had its left arm gone?

The Demon shouted in surprise as his own arm came flying at his face, smashing him to the ground as the earth shook. Ranboo rubbed his hands together, both his eyes glowing brightly as his expression showed only rage.

"Who do you think you are?" That was the question that left Ranboo's mouth. Under any other circumstances, he wouldn't tap into his full power. But, in desperate times, one had to use desperate measures.

Now, of course, he didn't have to transform into his Ender King form. That was only used to ensue fear into the person that had enraged him. It was, in fact, rather cumbersome to move in, so keeping to his agile form was a better idea.

The Demon reattached his arm, got up, and roared in Ranboo's face, saliva hitting the Ender Prince's face in the process. With a quick wipe, Ranboo cleared his face from all the gunk that got over it. The action seemed to unnerve the Demon as it stepped back. The only thing that the beast could think about was just who this person was, and how he wasn't in fear of him like he had seconds ago.

Then, it noticed the lack of any wounds on his body. Just what had his family brought to him for him to fight?

"I'll ask you again." Ranboo's eyes hardened as they narrowed, glaring deep into the Demon's. "Who. Do you. Think. You are?"

The Demon's singular response was to punch Ranboo. Well, it would have been, had his hand not been torn to shreds by a singular swipe of Ranboo's hand. The Demon, now scared, attempted to run for its life. It had been clearly outmatched by this thing, and it had to go back to defending its family.

"Pathetic." Ranboo then proceeded to widen his eyes as The Demon began to float. Ranboo snapped his fingers as The Father Spider Demon's body began to compress into a small cube, blood exploding out of him as his skin wrinkled. The body began to twist into a spiral, and as it began to spin, a gel began to cover the now completely cylindrical, compact Demon.

A marking flashed over the Demon's body, something that appeared to look like an iris as the now barely 20 cm sized object it the ground. Ranboo picked it up to examine it. A perfect container, created to look like an Eye of Ender.

Back in the center of the forest where the rest of the Demon family had been, they had begun to leave to meet up with Rui, seeing as 'Father' would keep that Demon occupied, only to have that very Demon show up in front of them as if he had teleported.

The 'Daughter' backed up out of confusion. The mother glowered at Ranboo. The boy with the spider's body got into a defensive position, arching his body back, ready to pounce.

"How did you deal with 'Father?'" the 'mother' asked as Ranboo threw to her the faux eye of ender. The woman didn't know what it was that she was holding, as Ranboo smirked.

"Well, you're holding him right now. To think that you thought he could keep me at bay is funny. You don't know who I am. Ignorance at its finest, honestly, but whatever."

The 'family' all looked at him with wide eyes. They all looked at the eye, and within, they could see the writhing form of something within it. "Oh, and don't think about breaking it. It's indestructible unless I will it to open. Tell me, what made you think you could stand against a king, hmm? What on Earth made you think that? I may not be The Demon King, but I am something much worse than he will ever be. I hope you know this."

Ranboo snapped his fingers as the seal broke, The 'Father' Spider Demon coming out of it. They all stepped back as it looked around, then looked down at Ranboo. There was a moment of tense silence. And then, it got down onto its left knee to the ground, then put its other leg in a squatting position, bent its back, and lowered its head as it used its left fist as support while its right arm was tucked into itself.

It was bowing to him.

"I am sorry for putting you in harm's way, O' great one. Please forgive my sins," The massive spider demon said in its rough voice. At this, all of the family stared in shock and awe. Ranboo sighed, turning off his power as he shook his head. He walked up to the Demon, touched its head, and willed it to stand.

"Your sins have been forgiven, Tartaglia." Ranboo's red-eye scanned over to the rest of the spider family. "Now, the rest of you, can we not have a re-run of what just happened?" Ranboo asked, his polite side coming through once again.

"You know… when I strung you up, I wasn't expecting you to be so strong." Everyone looked behind Ranboo, and what they saw standing there was a young boy with hair that was pointing inward toward his face. He wore a white Kimono with red web-like patterns around his body, his eyes a blistering blue with the words Lower Moon 5 in his right eye.

"But I must ask, you made Father bend to you. I will have to—" but before Rui could finish, he felt a hand wrap around his neck as he was lifted feet off the ground by Ranboo, his eyes full of cruelties that would make Muzan cry.

Rui could see souls. So many souls. They were all looking at him. Screaming at him. He could hear their voices—so many voices. It was like torture. He couldn't handle it. For the first time in a long time, Rui wanted to cry. They all swirled within Ranboo's eyes as if he was a vessel for them. Ranboo narrowed his eyes, staring deeper into Rui's own as the Lower Moon screamed. "N-NO! STOP! I DIDN'T DO THAT! STOP!"

"Really now, Ayaki Rui. You didn't kill them? You didn't kill your family? Your true family? I can see them. All around you. Haunting your every step. I am the Prince of the End, the destination every soul goes to. They scream for vengeance. They scream for your head. Let me remind you, Ayaki Rui, just how pathetic you are. You are nothing but a boy who is lost, a boy without a family, so you create your own and kill people who don't roleplay with you. Your real family awaits you at The End, Ayaki Rui. Do not forget that."

Ranboo dropped the boy to the floor as he landed on his back, his face contorted in fear as the other Demons stared in fear. "Now that is over with. Who wants to try and tell me I am wrong?" Ranboo said, a smile over his face as they all shook their heads. "Good!" He turned to Rui, picked him up by his Kimono's collar, dusted him off, patted his head, then turned to leave. "Oh, and by the way. If any of you try to string me up like a puppet, bind me, attack me, or what have you, I will wipe you off the face of the earth."

And with that, Ranboo left, teleporting away from them as the Spider Family surrounded Rui, trying to help him out of his daze. It had been clear that whoever that Demon had been, one thing was for sure.

Never piss them off, ever again. After all, it was quite the common saying: Those who look the nicest, act the nicest, and smile the most are the most fierce.

And Ranboo was the exact definition of that.

-To Be Continued-

Another short chapter, I know, I've been making a lot of these lately, but I'm doing so with a purpose. You see, this chapter was meant to show just how strong Ranboo can really be, and just what he is exactly. If you couldn't tell, The End is basically purgatory, and thus, one who rules over purgatory must be godly in strength, speed, stamina, and pretty much everything.

In other words, Ranboo is the strongest person in this fanfic. Period. He's stronger than Technoblade, Dream, Muzan, the Upper Moon's, The Lower Moon's, the Hashira, the Demon Slayers, everyone. They are weaker than him. Technoblade is the only one who could reasonably fight him and have a shot at winning.

However, that is only if he is using his full powers. If not, then he is just as weak as a basic Demon, and he hates using his powers, so we'll be seeing less of super Ranboo. However, that doesn't mean he will show up.

For those worried I'm going to kill Ranboo… well, I can't say anything. Just know that he won't be dying any time soon. Though do keep the way I phrased that in mind. Until next time, I shall see you all in the next one, peace.