Remnants of the Overlords (RWBY x Overlord male reader)

Chapter 15

Things were going great for Y/n. In just one month of the Hunter's Delight being open he had made back all the money that he had used to build the hotels. With every passing day more and more Huntsmen came to use the Gates, some even trying to get a Gate to a place that wasn't a captial city. That showed Y/n that the people of Remnant, just like those back on Earth, would rather take the fast and easy option than the reliable one. Still for the Demonlord things had become too... quiet.

There was that morning two weeks ago. The boy had just been woken up by Narberal and as he went to the bathroom he saw himself in the mirror. But it wasn't Y/n's Deamonius self it was his true, human, self, that had looked back at him out of the mirror.

Human Y/n: "Is this really what we want?" His reflection asked him.

Deamonius Y/n: "Does it matter?" Came the question back. "You and me have been two parts of the same person since you were 6. You created me how you wished you would grow up as. Smart, calculating and powerful."

Human Y/n: "But I never wished to hurt others!" The teen cried back.

Deamonius Y/n: "Yet you treasured every moment you caused other Players strive. You could have stolen the items for the Greed Quest from NPCs yet you willingly took others Players stuff. You cheerished it when you went to destroy other Guilds, knowing how much time and money they had spent to build them up."

Human Y/n: "That is different! Those were just their Characters not living beings." His human self defended himself.

Deamonius Y/n: "Oh? What about the companies that went bankrupt thanks to your new company expanding into new branches? The thousands of small time business that could not compete with you? Did you not feel happy those times?" His human self kept silent. "Or when you fired someone just to hire someone new? Did you once use your wealth to help people or did you spent it on a game, to make me stronger?" The Demonlord stared at his reflection waiting for an answer.

With every second that passed with Y/n starring at his reflection it changed. First he began to grow taller, not much but enough to make a difference, than his shoulder length brown hair shortened and turned white. Two horns burst out of his forehead. His facial features changed from the more rounded head to more profound ones. Lastly his eyes switched from their brownish green color to a burning orange.

The moment his reflection was identical to how his character looked he had felt the demon side grow even stronger.

Y/n: "I am not a nice person, never was, never will be. All I care for is myself and what I own. I am greedy, prideful, wrathful, lustful, slothful, envious and gluttonous, both as Y/n Deamon and Deamonius. I do what I want, when I want, no matter the consiquences!" With that Y/n felt his humanself finally give in.

Human Y/n: "You are right. Let's do what we always did." Y/n smirked.

Y/n: "Yeah, let's enjoy ourselfs."

The following weeks were the definition of boring for the Demonlord, he did not cause any chaos, nobody got seriously hurt or died, not even sad. It was boring, too boring.

So Y/n decided he wanted to change this, he had began to plan a way to disrupt the peace that reigned in Vale. The boy wished to wipe away the smiles, the people he walked past in Vale, always wore. It did not take long till he had thought up a way and so he reached out to the criminal underground of Vale, the same one he had already completely taken over.

From the one time pickpocket to the most notorious serial killer, they all were swiftly and forcefully placed under Y/ns foot. If the boy wanted he could stop all crime in Vale in an instant. IF he wanted.