Volume One: The Nature of the Devil Does Not Change, and the Heart of the Dead Devil Regrets Nothing
The devil moved inside the sealed world of shadows at high speed and shot upward at an unbelievable speed before the octopus-like tentacles belonging to the surrounding eyes could grab him. He emerged from within the earth, specifically from his own shadow, which had changed slightly, and a large amount of black and white ink came out with him behind the devil. The shadow gained a distortion when the devil emerged, and the shape of the devil's shadow changed; it became taller, and it was clear that it was now wearing a pointed, classic black military cap and a very long black coat trailing behind the back of the devil's shadow. A very wide smile appeared with shining white teeth, making them extremely visible because the color of the shadow was pitch black, like a door with no entrance, while the devil remained expressionless, looking at his shadow as it changed and waiting until the shadow finished its new transformation.
When the shadow's change was complete, the devil spoke in a cold voice as he took out a bamboo hat covered with black cloth and placed it on his head:
Try to hide your teeth, you clown. I don't want anyone to suspect me, especially since I don't know exactly where I am, so I need to explore the place. You watch from the back, and I'll watch from the front._
The shadow's smile vanished as it nodded its head in agreement with the devil's words. The devil began to move around, and the place was a rural area near a large mountain, a region filled with big trees with green leaves, gray clouds, the scent of wet soil spreading through the area, and the light sounds of crickets and birds. The place was strange to the devil; he had never seen a similar sight in his memories from his previous lives. The devil spoke quietly as he spotted a rural village nearby:
Hmmm, a civilized place. Strange, I expected it to be a dead land, but I need to ask about the place I'm in. Shadow, I'll sit and wait for you here, and you go and figure out where we are now.-
The shadow nodded its head and moved out of the devil's shadow, then began to move between the nearby surrounding areas, and as it advanced toward the village, the devil also began to move slowly toward the village, looking through the shadow and seeing what the shadow saw.
He saw an old man reading stories to some children. The shadow moved again to another shadow in a different place and saw some people trading, an old woman knitting wool, and a man working the fields. All these scenes were similar to the devil's memories; he had seen such scenes billions of times and more.
The shadow carried out mental telepathy with the devil and said in a distorted voice that was almost incomprehensible:
My lord, we are currently on a planet called Earth, in a country named China, specifically southern China.-
The devil closed his eyes and opened them again, and there was a cold, demonic smile on his face. He spoke with demonic malice:
Return, shadow.-
At a speed that shattered the light, the shadow returned behind the devil, while the devil began to move quickly toward the village, thinking to himself:
( Hah, China? It doesn't matter. I have to evolve my bloodline to obtain some powers by slaughtering everyone in the village and absorbing their blood. )
The devil moved quickly but slowed his pace at the entrance of the village. In front of the village gate there were two guards: the first was thin, with a beard and long hair tied in a ponytail and a light beard, and the second was a teenage youth holding a spear and wearing armor, with slightly long black hair. They saw from afar a small child with a bamboo hat on his head, with cloth around the edges of the bamboo hat, approaching. The first man shouted nervously:
Hey, who are you? Identify yourself!-
The devil approached the gate and stood in front of the two guards without saying a word. The second man spoke coldly and with contempt:
Pff, it's a child. Why were you nervous, big brother? And it looks like this child isn't from the village, but hey, why is he wearing a hat?-
The older brother answered nervously, his body beginning to sweat involuntarily:
I don't know, but I feel fear from this child.-
The younger brother replied, laughing hysterically:
Hahahahaha! You're scared? Oh my god, where is your manhood?-
The devil spoke as he shifted his body slightly to the left and said:
I have a gift for you.-
The second man said curiously, not knowing the disaster that was coming, as he approached the devil closer:
And what is this gift?-
The devil answered with extreme calm as he leaned to the side:
Death.-
Before the men could comprehend anything, a sharp black blade pierced the chest of the first man from the devil's shadow, and a fountain of blood burst out afterward. The blade became covered in blood, and the eyes and mouth of the first man were filled with blood; blood poured from his mouth and he struggled to breathe. Then the devil moved quickly and placed his hand on the neck of the second man and snapped it, while the first man watched the cruel death of his younger brother before he himself died.
But the corpses exploded and blood gushed out violently, and the shadow turned into a human body and devoured all the remaining pieces of the mortal corpses with its sharp teeth. It began to devour the body of the first man, eating the flesh, breaking the bones, swallowing the eyes, crushing the teeth, swallowing the heart, and drinking the blood. Meanwhile, the devil raised his hand, and the blood on the ground began to float and enter his hand, and the veins of his hand began to bulge—this was a sign that his blood was growing stronger.
After five ghayrlihiya, the two corpses had been eaten by the shadow, which still maintained its insane smile, while the devil had absorbed all the blood present and decided to test his new strength. The devil spoke as he examined his left hand, through which he had absorbed the blood:
I feel refreshed. This will make my body's strength much greater.-
[Note: the word "ghayrlihiya" = minutes]
The devil tightened his fist and struck the wall, causing half of it to shatter into small fragments that scattered into the air together with a large cloud of smoke, destroying along with it the house of an old man directly in front of the wall.
The old man fell to the ground in terror from the attack and, raising his hand in defense, said in a trembling voice:
Please, I don't want to die.-
Without waiting, the devil moved and tore the old man's body in half. The shoulder separated from the arm, the flesh from the hand, and the skin from itself. The old man's body scattered in the air and crimson blood gushed out like a river of blood, and the old man's head tilted to the right, his last words being, "Please, I don't want to die." The devil spoke with a light chuckle:
Hah, humans do not desire death, even though immortality is far worse than death. Shadow, come. It is time for the massacre.-