Revival Of the Lord-1

A long time ago, a Demon Lord was born in the human race. The Demon Lord was vicious and brutal. The Demon Lord burned everything he touched and walked upon. The world was shivering in fear and despair. His presence alone could make different races hide in terror.

Until the day that the hero arrives. He clashed with the Demon Lord many times. Soon, the Demon lord couldn't handle the Hero because of the blessing of a goddess. Seeing how weakened he was, the Demon Lord took a step back and created a castle to become strong. He made an army of unintelligent monsters and ruled them. The Demon Lord used the army of monsters to raid the kingdoms of many intelligent races. But, the presence of the hero and his party alone made the army of monsters get wiped out.

The hero alongside his party broke through and reached the Demon Lord's castle. The battle was long and tense. Then, the Hero and the Demon Lord are left on the battlefield staring at each other with contempt and rage. Exchanging a few blows, the hero figured out that he can't kill the Demon Lord due to his exhaustion and permanent damage he received so using the Holy Sword, he sealed the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord was angry but couldn't do anything. Then the Holy Sword burns so strongly even all of the water in the world couldn't put it out.

The Hero took the burning Holy Sword and hid it from the world. Never heard of it again.

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*Thump... Thump...*

Many millennia passed; the glorious sight of the holy sword become a grotesque fleshy sword that drips blood every second to show how many have died by the sword.

'A wrathful man is the only worthy, a violent man that can't control itself. Only then, I will be revived in the body of that man.'

A living sword, contained the ancient Demon Lord. Throughout the years the Demon Lord existed, it killed everyone who tried to touch it. And the terrain it was sealed was full of fire and death. Many piles of bones can be seen throughout the dungeon.

'This is the place I'm sealed. Until someone becomes my body, no one shall escape my grasp.'

Many millennia passed; the Demonic Sword still cannot find a suitable body. The Demon Lord inside the sword was patient. The seal that the hero put on him was getting weak.

A huge group of humans that is called a 'party' appeared. Accompanied by slaves that had huge bags on their backs.

"Look at those mountains of gold!"

Many mercenaries sprinted to the bridge. The Old Mercenaries and Royal Guards soon saw the ignorant and held back their people.

"Their foolishness will serve."

The first group were the Royal Guards of the Empire Draco called "Order of the Dragons". The armor and swords of all knights were made by mithrils and looked fiery with a symbol of dragon on the plates. The mages were clothed woven using the materials of thousands of millennia old trees and their staff was a part of the said tree. Their formation was firm and they waited for their leaders' orders who stood in front alongside her assistant.

The second was mercenaries whose armor and clothes were different from each other. One could easily tell that they were made of precious materials and metals because of the mana flowing on them. They don't have any firm formation in contrast with the knights. Also, they brought slaves with them. The slaves were called 'porters' whose life was sold to mercenaries or adventurers.

Their eyes stared sharply at the treasures connected by a thin bridge surrounded by beast and sea of magma, never knowing a delighted Demonic Sword was staring at a single person. It is one of the child laborers who harbor violent hate towards the world because of how he lives.

'His hate is accompanied by sadness and despair. But for now, I'll remove the worthless humans.'

The dungeon started to be destroyed. Huge boulders started falling and monsters appeared. The mercenaries and Knights were shaken. They knew something bad was bound to happen.

"Ma'am, we need to leave."

The leader of the party of thousands of people looked at the surroundings, if they continued to cross the bridge many if not all would die.

"Open the escape gates."

Many mages chanted. A gate opened connected to the outside of the dungeon.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

Many mercenaries who sprinted towards the bridge earlier got eaten by a flaming giant rocky whale that lives in the sea of magma. The size of the Monster is so huge that even 1000 humans put together can't reach half of the height.

The Mercenaries and Royal Guards despaired seeing the gigantic monster.

"Is that the Volcanic Whale!?"

"I only see it in books, to think it is true..."

*Boom*

Another Volcanic Whale appeared and slammed the platform where the humans were standing. Many got squashed and all the slaves that carried the luggage died, except for the human that possess greater hate. The ones that dodged were the highly skilled humans who reacted in the situation. But the air is also not safe, Hell Eagles with a claw of hell fire appeared. The Eagle was 10 times the size of the humans and could kill anything its sight.

The situation repeated till the humans were either dead or escaped. The Demon Lord inside the Demonic Sword laughs while seeing such sight.

'Of course, after this, I'll be revived to the human realm...'

Time passed, the monsters roamed the dungeon once again, and many corpses were there for them to eat. The Demon Lord with a new body was standing in the pile of treasures he hoarded throughout tens of thousands of years rejoiced.

"A human body... Finally... HaHaHa!"

"But for now..."

The Demon Lord made the tons of treasure disappear. The treasure was placed in a space that was created by space magic.

*Crack*

When the sea of treasures vanished, his body fell to the ground and he received an injury. If he was a normal human, he would be dead.

"But I.Am.The.Demon.Lord."