In the event of death, there is a 1:10,000 chance that you will reincarnate in a world not your own and Retain your Ego; that is, your memories and Mental Self.
In that chance, there is a 1:10,000 chance that you will be given some sort of ability; the basic types are skills, or maybe talent, and these are called Classes, such as the famous 'Hero' to the infamous 'Maou' or 'Demon King'.
Then, there's... well, then there's James. James is an idiot savant, essentially, and so, thinking it's a dream and that he'll wake up soon anyway, he chooses 'nothing'.
He simply refuses to choose, and sits around in the Spirit Realm, meditating, for 100,000 years; in this way, he develops his own skills, instead of accepting one from the Gods.
Now, there's no going back.
After all, I didn't say his luck was 'Good' Luck, Did I?
Book 1 - Saved By The Devil ✅
Book 2 - Return Of The Devil ✅
Book 3 - Crowned By The Devil ✅
Book 4 - War With The Devil ✅
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Scene from book:
"I warned you," he growled in anger as his fingers tightened around my neck. I focused on flashing out of his holding but nothing happen.
A hysterical laugh escaped him, "You can't escape my holding. You see, when I order someone to be here, they have no choice but to be here. Your powers will never work against me no matter if you're a demon or not. Even if you get your new powers, they wouldn't work. You know why?" he asked with a evil smirk on his face.
I couldn't reply since I was now gasping for air.
"Because you're a Demon," he answered his own question. "You know why even a Demon can't go against me?" his smirk widened.
I grabbed his hand and tried to push it away or at least loosen it but he kept a grip on me enough for me to breath in small amounts of air. He leaned in closer, "Because I own every Demon, which mean, I own you. So test me again Sky and see what happens. Until you get back to your normal self, there is no us. I need the girl I fell in love with. Not the girl who goes around killing other people for the fun off it," he hissed out.
With his final words, he let go of me and I dropped to the floor breathing heavily. I took up and looked at him to see he was not in flames anymore. He was just casually leaning against the wall looking at me with a smug look.
"That was a bitch move," I mumbled.
He looked around, "Do you see it?" he asked.
I let out a scoff, "See what?"
He looked at me in the eyes with a smirk. "If I care."
Out of anger I flashed over to him and reached for his neck again but this time, he grabbed both of my hands causing me to stop. I tried to reach but he was still stronger than me.
"Forgive me Princessa but....