Demon King

Prologue - The end before the beginning.

!!..DemonKing..!!

Immortality is a myth and not at the same time. Ric's journey is going to prove this concept.

Magic system: Pactomancy - The Art of Mystic Contracts.

Color Code: Enigmatic Indigo

Pactomancy is a profound magical discipline that revolves around forging mystical contracts to harness and manipulate arcane forces. Practitioners, known as Oatbinders, establish pacts with otherworldly entities, ancient spirits, attributes, or even elements of the magical realm.

Prologue – The end before the beginning.

Wisps of light and wisps of dark. One carried the light of hope and the other left pure destruction in its wake. Both contradictions and opposing forces. Yet they bore a sin... a sin of conspiring.

Each held out a hand, hoping to reach the other. They both needed and depended on each other to survive, and this formed a connection, a bridge, a hole from which one influenced the other.

This breach broke the balance of nothingness and formed a new balance called reality. While some individuals use such gaps to rewrite history, change the future, or summon nothingness... others simply step through the void and into a new reality.

Swoosh! Flick, and tap.

Down goes a dragon.

'De'mo Either Ric,' the son of destruction, conqueror of worlds, slayer of dreams, or well known throughout the demon world as Ric the Dragon feaster, sat on top of a dragonkin, cackling with thunderous laughter, which shook his world.

One who hears or even dares travel to the capital of the 'Netherlands,' now turned waste pit, would never realize that Ric was in pain or a single step away from death.

With a missing right arm, his dominant arm, two broken horns that sprouted blood onto his face, and a gaping hole in the place of his heart, one should predict his death. Yet none would, for their eyes were glued to his devilishly devious smile, still mocking, still welcoming a challenge, still claiming victory as his birthright.

"My, my, my... hahaha..." Ric's laughter shook the planet. "How about we you take five?" His glare sends shivers down the spines of two armies, the entire world, which rose to face him, eliminates a single individual. The former demon king.

"You guys look worn out."

We know the demon king for many things. The rise of the demonic race, the slayer of the eternal dragon, the dragon feaster who only feasts on dragon meat, and a glutton who feasts every hour.

These are but a few titles he earned by simply being himself. Other titles praise his devilish looks, a smile that kills, and a mind that can't be apprised, but Ric hates a monologue.

Many have tried, the world has witnessed, yet no one could outwit the demon king, until...

He got bored and played a match of wits with himself and lost.

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Saint Cathel wasn't a grand kingdom like Saint Domo or even Saint Luez. To be fair, no kingdom is as great!

Formed during the inter-species war 'Apocalypse,' the rulers of Saint Domo and Luez, 'King Author,' and 'Queen Elizabeth' rule over the world. Or the continent of 'Saint,' as no ship has ever returned from a voyage beyond the horizon.