OP OC/male reader in Date a live

Back to business

"Die, you monster!"

The bald man's arms flexed as he jumped and brought the axe down on the killer's head.

But to his surprise, the sword was caught.

"Man, you got caught lacking."

*Thwack*

With a single kick into the stomach, the muscle of the village was knocked back.

Not from the fight...

But from his very life.

"Gak!"

With a single kick, his stomach, the hungry pit that drove him and his fellow men to harvest and to fight for their land...

was now reduced to a gaping hole.

Thus, the first villager bit the dust.

"Heh, let's rock." Ewzer said as he used both arms to block 2 sickles from two muscular men, before slamming them back.

A bunch of kids finished the 'chanting' and launched a barrage of rocks at Ewzer who had tossed the 2 men in front to block the rocks.

And that was the right hand. Then came the left.

"Hit the devil!"

"THE DEVIL WILL DIE NOW!"

"END HIM!"

Words flowed to his ear but not to his heart. He was in a moment of otherness.

"Man, what the fuck am I even into?"

He prepared to use his reality warping to produce a blast but then-

*CRACK*

Ewzer held a hand over his left eye and felt liquid oozing out as he loosened his grip.

Cracked skin fell out in bits and a glowing Violet essence leaked out from him.

"The demon is finally dying!"

"Keep trying!"

As it happened, he focused calmly on himself.

"Ugh, I went too far. Gotta patch it up quickly while the metamorphosis happens"

"W-Why is it so quiet outside..."

a middle-aged woman thought as her mind wandered to the darker and darker possibilities of what it could mean. She adjusted her flowing white hair and sunk deeper into the bed.

"If they killed the devil, they would've prayed. Does it mean-"

SHRR-KKT

The door of the house fell apart into countless pieces and footsteps approached. A Black-cloaked figure approached, a bloody katana of black flesh grazing the floor as if thirsty for blood.