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Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

"I'm one game away from reaching the master rank! I'll do it tomorrow, though. A true gamer knows when to refresh his mind and increase his victory chances!" Adam smiled in anticipation as he went to sleep on this special day. However, he could have never imagined the surreal awakening that awaited him. "What's wrong with my voice?!"  "Claws? A tail and horns, too?" [Welcome to the demon realm. You have been selected to reincarnate as a Lord. Conquer this realm of fire and ashes, become its uncontested ruler... or die trying.] Reincarnated as an imp in the cruel demon realm, at the borders of the mythological demon Baal's territory, his life seemed doomed from the start. However, determination sparkled in his eyes as against all odds, he defiantly proclaimed. "No matter who decided to make me start as an imp, watch as I turn into a veritable devil. Even Baal won't hold a candle against me in the future!" Equipped with his unique talent, he started his lord's journey, ready to evolve and prove to those strange realms that demons were more than violent and deceptive creatures... at least he would try. ----------------------- Welcome everyone! You can expect a mix of gods/demons from almost every pantheon (even the more obscured ones) and mythological figures, like Heracles, Wukong, Muramasa, Achilles, Merlin, Cu Chulainn, and many others! Please do check out my first book if you enjoy fantasy stories. :)

Adamus_Auguste · Fantasy
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The Temple of Mictlantecuhtli

The original team joined them a few hours later, their eager smiles and trembling fists brightening the city gates.

A whistle escaped his lips as Ifrit approached, radiating a new fiery aura.

The orange flames that served as his hair and reached the greater djinn's broad shoulders flickered as he nodded and extended his molten hand. Adam observed the fire glowing under the ashen skin and the two bronze badges resting in the incandescent palm. 

He picked up the two heavy bronze badges, his brows creasing in hesitation. Should he use them to increase his territory's rank or absorb the cities? He saw merit in both options, but after recalling his lord's mansion and requirements, he pocketed them and chose the first option.

Then, he turned to the gate soldiers and commanded.

"Move Asterionis' and Thalassara's resources to Harmony. Get a division to follow us and carry the loot."