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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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The Demon King's Army (2)

I put my palm on the glass case that contains my armor set, and it immediately disintegrates not long after. Unlike when I touched Rexorem's glass case however, I don't feel any attachment toward the armor.

I also don't feel any sensation of getting my consciousness sucked into something this time, signifying that the armor is not that amazing of a Relic. 

Quickly extending my hand to take the black chest plate with red linings, I bring it closer, then tap it to see how sturdy it is. I find it is roughly at the same Rank with Millonia's chest plate that I have broken a day before.

For me, this kind of armor is not foolproof at all—an armor that I, a newly born Demon, can ruin shouldn't be a very useful armor. Nonetheless, like Valeria has said, it is nothing more than an accessory; I don't really need it, unless I plan to always take hits.

"I will teach you how to put it on, if you don't know how to do it yet," Valeria offers.