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On The Other Side: I Quit Being Human

Layland Kleinhaus (17) suffers from hypogonadism that makes him less "manly" on top of having a girly face. He is bullied because of it, but he always remains strong ... At least, until he can't bear the betrayals and sufferings anymore. Filled with rage, indignation, and the lust for blood, he decided to end the life of his tormentors along with the bystanders before taking his own life. Alas, in the middle of his deed, a mysterious being intervenes the act by summoning him and the rest of the bastards he is killing to another world. He curses his bad luck for not being able to fulfill his revenge because of it, but much to his surprise, there is something much better than having his revenge waiting for him. "Layland... Be a Demon King." Thus, his journey of becoming the unparalleled Demon King begins. --- Those who know me are already in the know of my "condition"—minor dyslexia. So, if you find any misspell or 'wtf does this even mean' words, I hope you can pardon me from the insult, and notify me instead. --- Disclaimer: The picture in the cover is originally titled "Final Judgement," which is posted on DeviantArt by CREADFECTUS.

Frona_Gorgophone · Fantasy
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404 Chs

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"Can I conclude that you being here means your plan has been perfectly executed?" Eliseus asks me. She is the only one in the troop who is not covered in blood.

"It is still being executed, but I can say it is going well." I nod my head.

"Wow! How could you convince them to be our lapdog?" Coming at me, Vibiane grins widely. Half of her face is covered in blood—even some of it is still dripping from her mouth.

"That will be a story for another day," I say. "For now, let's focus on the battle."

"You are right," Eliseus nods her head. "Alright, see you after the battle!" She leaves in a flash.

"I can't wait to hear about it, Layland!" Vibiane gives me one last smile before also storming off.

I have realized it since day one, but I still find it quite astonishing that all of my troop mates treat the battlefield as if a playground. All of them look very lax even though we are outnumbered so badly, it is absurd.