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Evolution of the Demon Prince

The path of Arcane Advancement is a never-ending journey, for the secrets of the arcane are boundless and ever waiting to be uncovered. But what happens when you are the runt of the litter? Years ago, the sky split apart like a shattered mirror and Demons and monsters came pouring into Earth. They brought mana and Arcana with them. Changing the life of humans forever. Thus began a war between humans and the Demons that lasted for years before an agreement was reached and each built their own Cities, but humans never forgot the terror the Demons represented. Belialthorn, the weakest of the Demon Princes had just been cast out from the Demon City because of a glitch in his system that made him weaker from other Demons. At first he wanted to enjoy his forced retirement but now he was dragged to an ancient castle then forced to compete in a series of trials that will change his life. And set him forever on the road of power. .............. Updating daily! Don't forget to add and vote because you'll enjoy this!

DukeWriter · Fantasy
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Master of Twilight

The throne slammed into him and went into him in a flash, rocking him back on his feet. A wave of power followed an aura that sent shockwaves ripping through the room.

Belialthorn groaned as the Throne settled inside him like it was meant to be there. For a moment there, he had tasted power, it had danced at the tip of his tongue but it eluded him now and the Throne faded into the backyard of his mind, replacing the Crown.

Alaric's Incarnatio was Hiding Dark and its representation was a dark hand that leaked liquid darkness that spat as it touched the floor.

Alaric hit the ground as he said the name for the first time, shivering as he too felt that power before it faded into the background.

Rota's was a single fang but it was long like a spear and thin. It was called Mother, piercing her chest as she called it.