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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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Frowning lightly as I wonder what has made me take such a long time to realize the fact that I am bathed in blood, I immediately shrug nonchalantly the moment I recall how excited I was during my killing spree.

Many things can happen when you don't pay attention to your surroundings. In my case, I was too intoxicated by the addictive feeling of glee I got whenever I killed a Priest—I just didn't bother to pay any attention to anything other than killing them.

I believe this is the catch of being a Demon. It is not something that I will ever be proud about, but I am still glad that despite being driven by my lust for blood, I can still think things through in that state.

I remember well the feeling of thirsting for blood, but still can think clearly. I was really reluctant to let go of those Priests, but I didn't thoughtlessly charge at them.