1 Prologue

Tears rolled down the face of Jin. It was a pathetic scene unbefitting the looks of a strong and mighty demon king. At the very least, no one was there with him in the throne room.

'If only I was stronger… I could've saved everyone." He regrettably muttered.

The thought echoed inside his head repeatedly.

In truth, he was weak. He was, and always will be, a useless demon king.

A demon king who couldn't even use hell sorcery. What kind of a demon king was he? Should he not be just fodder in the frontlines instead? That way, he could've served his kingdom better! Why the hell was he appointed in such a role anyway!?

Bloodline? Screw that! What good could bloodline serve when you're a worthless descendant of a strong king? Demon King Jin could only blame himself, his destiny, in particular. He could pinpoint another demon stronger than him with eyes closed.

That would've been better! But now, Priyan Demon Kingdom is nothing but a goner.

"The demon king is stuck in the throne room, rush him now!"

A shout echoed outside the throne room. It signified none but the fall of the last line of defense. The humans have successfully breached the castle, and Jin could only brace himself for his impending doom. He sat back on his throne, fully accepting his fate. Of course, he could try and fight. But, could he win? Of course… He can't.

…

"Demon King! This is the end! Any last words?" The gilded golden hero exclaimed as he entered the throne room, armor flashing with brilliance blinding to the eye. His blood boiled in excitement as he felt that his victory was already assured.

"Shut up and end it already. I am not in the mood to talk. Just kill me..." Jin apathetically replied. His face, which was red yet somehow pale at the same time, did not show any more emotion than what any demon could muster. He silently sat on his throne as he blankly stared at the hero.

"Hmph! Very well! You're a parasite to this world, and I, the World's Champion, will end you!" The gilded golden hero exaggeratedly swung his silver sword. A comical sounding plop followed as Demon King Jin's head rolled on the floor. A stab soon followed; directly piercing through the perished demon king's chest. "Nothing like a chest pierce for good measure." The hero muttered.

…

[A.I. no. 141 has successfully gained sentience!]

[Phase 2.0 can now be initiated!]

[Patching the game's system…]

[Recalibrating…]

[Success! A.I. no. 141 has been granted Self-Playable Character]