Craig's POV
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Hi, my name's Craig Humphrey.
I was once your average teenager battling schizophrenia. An orphan who had no one to watch over him.
After the death of my parents. I was left alone, isolated from the world.
My trauma was the reason I was diagnosed with schizophrenia.
I lost my sanity, my world crumbled before my eyes and in that moment I took matters with my hands.
I died…..
I died while performing lobotomy on myself, my end was cruel and brutal but here I am in a game like world.
With another opportunity presented before me.
Reincarnated into the body of a fallen Demon Lord. I was given a chance to start my chapter over again.
Granted a new life, I'm tired…..
Tired of the struggles, tired of the sufferings and humiliations I went through.
If I'm to calculate how many works I had to do to survive till the age of nineteen. It was over a thousand.
Working tirelessly for mere grains.
This time I'm going to change that fate of mine. All I have to do is build a nation befitting of my glory.
I'm just a mere background character so i don't have to fear getting involved in whatever this storyline has to offer.
With Fate's censorsh and severe restrictions. I don't think there's any reason for me to be curious.
My death brought me the knowledge that deities truly exist.
The Greek Patheon wasn't just myths. They were real.
And this game was crafted by the god of the underworld Hades.
The only role I have to play is to be the Demon Lord right?
Truthfully, if I said I care about anything in this game. I would be a liar, my emotions were partially sealed after my reincarnation.
Basically I'm a Demon, i don't think I need to feel anything.
Compassion? Guilt?
Those are feelings only humans could understand. I was once a human but even then, I was ready to sell my soul in other not to feel anything.
This is a once in a million opportunity.
There're only a few people i could care about and those were my wives. Ramposa and Cassie.
My beautiful beast summons, they're my wives.
Back then, I was just your average virgin. I've seen boys my age dating multiple girls at the same time.
Girls often tends to flock around playboys so I had no chance, and besides I was pretty ugly then.
And also poor.
Who would even be willing to date someone like me back then?
But now things are different, I have another life. I'm the Demon Lord Zephyr, a draconic demon.
The last of his kind.
I have wives who are willing to satisfy me, beauties who are willing to jerk me off and suck me off when I'm ready.
Although I'm still a virgin but when I'm ready to break my virginity.
I'll surely do a threesome with this beauties, for now….I just need them to stroke my cock and suck me off.
Those big succulent boobs of theirs are mine to grabbed.
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We spent an hour crossing through the magical imprinted barriers casted over the heart of Sendaya City.
The spell must have been casted by a master level player. But I was slowly starting to understand the in-depth of Starlight Energy.
All men and women existing in the
Their body's constitution will determine the genesis which their soul will awaken.
That's for humans, for we demons…
Everything's different.
Demons are living creatures cursed with eternal life. We could die by being killed but we couldn't die of natural causes.
Immortality in a certain way.
And our Authorities are often referred to as Demonic Arts. But since I'm in the human realm.
I'll stick to calling it Authority not Demonic Art.
Accepting my demonic sides helped me to understand this game better. If I'm to live in this world.
I should know how it works right?
I exhaled a deep sigh.
My wives and I are currently heading to the royal castle of the Raine Kingdom. This is where the summit will be taking place.
By now all rulers of the western continent are all gathered.
Factions uniting together, I was once a human so i know how humans work. No matter how united they are under the churches.
They're still enemies to themselves.
I sat down in the carriage we rode in, I rented a simple carriage since I need to officially appear before the castle gates.
As an invited guest that is.
I laid my back on one of the seats, my attention focused on the book I bought on my way coming. My wives were fast asleep.
Cassie rested her head on my laps while Ramposa dosed off on my shoulder.
Watching them sleep peacefully gave me joy.
I don't think I love them yet but I do know I want to protect them.
I'm ready to wipe out a nation if they try to lay their hands on my beautiful queens.
We're already drawing nearer to the Castle gates.
Just a few kilometers away, i could see the vibrant gate's painted hue from where I sat in the carriage.
The fierce wind whipped my hair.
I exhaled a deep sigh.
Gently closing the book I was reading, I knew things were going just too well, and the Vulgran Assasin Guild were too silent.
To think they sent an even bigger threat.
I looked down, gently tapping Cassie on the back.
"Cassie….!" I called out.
***
Cassie yawned softly.
She stirred slowly, her eyelids fluttering open like delicate petals unfolding, as the gentle call pierced the veil of her slumber.
She stretched languidly, her slender body arching like a cat's, as she yawned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
Cassie needed no one to tell her what was about to be unleashed.
She sensed it.
"Something's incoming…!" She uttered.
Her eyes flickered, Cassie dived through the window of the carriage.
Craig remained sitted in the carriage unfazed by the shimmering bizarre light which flickered endlessly.
He exhaled a sigh.
And a blinding flash of energy erupted from the unknown, a concentrated wave of power that ripped through the air with deafening force.
Cassie's brows furrowed.
She snapped her fingers, casting a dome shaped force field which covers herself and the entirety of the carriage.
A dire collision occured.
As the violent wave of light strucked the force field, the energy wave illuminated the surroundings.
Casting an eerie glow on the landscape, like a burst of lightning on a stormy night.
The air seemed to vibrate with the wave's passage, the very fabric of reality appearing to ripple and distort under the assault of such raw energy.
Clouds of smokes engulfed the air.
Cassie stayed still as the smokes gently cleared away.
Her eyes bulged, she sensed something unnatural behind her.
The sound of boots hitting the carriage floor was a solid thud. A low-pitched impact that resonated through the window frame.
Just then a chuckle erupted behind her.
"How…how could this be?" She questioned, slowly tilting her head backwards.
Above the carriage stood a man's left eye were covered with an eyepatch. Clad in a black trench coat.
He had the facial features of a man who's in his late fifties, the wrinkles on his face as a result of old age were evident.
He held a cowboy hand cannon, a 500 S&W Magnum large caliber revolver.
By his left hand, he held a stick of cigarette, his gaze faced down as he glared at Cassie from where he stood.
The carriage creaked slightly under the weight, the leather straps and wooden slats groaning softly as the person's
Gently puffing out smokes from his mouth.
A lopsided grin appeared on his lips.
By this time, the force field Cassie had casted while manifesting her demonic essence was shattered into pieces.
Cassie's gaze darkened. Her eyes flickered.
"Who the fuck are you?" She questioned.
"Hmph. A little girl huh?" The mysterious figure uttered.
The cigarette dangled from his lips, a thin plume of smoke curling lazily into the air as he inhaled, his eyes narrowing slightly in relaxation.
He bent down with the fluid motion of a dancer, his body folding effortlessly into a low, sweeping gesture, as if drawn by an invisible strings.
He continued….
"The fact that those fuckers on the top of the Vulgran Assasin Guild sent me down here should show you how serious this case is"
He rolled down his eyes, glaring at the carriage.
"I know you're in there boy, come out….I'm here to kill you"
He whispered, he placed the gun on the roof of the carriage, aiming to open fire into the carriage.
This enrages Cassie.
Her claws sprouted out as she sprinted, she vanished from where she stood. She appeared right above the assasin.
Bringing down her claws to rip him to shreds.
But his reaction speed was on a different level, he moved his cowboy hand cannon, directing it against Cassie.
Bang!
A bullet was fired, and the impact was akin to a blast of concentrated energy, her body absorbing the shock and then catapulting her backward in a blur of motion.
As if she were a puppet jerked violently on strings. A violent explosion erupted afterwards.
His brows furrowed.
"Stay dead little beast. I'm here to kill your master"
He whispered.
***
Craig understood the gravity of his situation. He could see death lurking within the shadows.
His heart skipped a beat.