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One Hero Is Not Enough To Save The World. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Amael, the hero, singlehandedly wiped out more than half of the entire demon race all on his own and even won against the demon king. This should have put him at ease but unfortunately for the human race, the demon king and his race were fated to come back to life again after thousands of years, just like it's always been. "You may have won this time Amael, but the next time, there'll be no one as powerful enough as you to save this world" the demon king cackled with a malicious laughter as he faded away. "This is only a temporary peace..." "Very well then... If this is what I must do to completely eradicate them, then I will" Amael then made a decision. A decision he had hoped would ensure the safety of the future for generations to come. _________________________________________________________________ "We were supposed to be dead, but when we both woke up, we found ourselves in this new world... a world that was all too familiar to both of us" _________________________________________________________________ Author Note: The first few chapters (Around 20 chaps) will be written in 1st person POV but after the introduction of more characters, I will seamlessly switch to the third person POV. Also, as you might've noticed, there will be two male leads. I really hope you enjoy reading the book as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Caeruleum_ · Fantasy
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Chapter 179 - Infernia

(Present day, Two months earlier in Infernia… Home Planet of the Demons…)

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"So, unless you find a way to unbind yourself from here, this damn loop of ours will continue on till one of us is completely dead. And we both know who that's going to be."

"Yes we do."

"I will win in the end Amael. That's inevitable."

"We're done here Beelzebub."

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Resting his humanoid visage on his curled fist as he sat authoritatively on his throne, Beelzebub slowly opened his pitch-black eyes, his last exchange with Amael surfacing in his thoughts.

The throne room of his gloomy, bleak castle was deserted, with only him left in its expansive and unsettling architectural structure.

Just an hour ago, he had sent his two standby generals along with the other three to the Abyssal Gate, a towering monolith present at the far north of Infernia.