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A half-dead boy was lying in the sweet embrace of incredibly soft grass; only one thought went through his head as he glared at the serene cloud-filled sky – "hate", and it consumed him. So much that he wanted to destroy everything. Even the things that he loved most in the world, such as his one and only mother – Valeif. At that exact moment, a voice spoke in his head. The voice of a devil, if you will. "Very well!" it said. "I shall grant you power but in return, I only ask of you this. I want your–"

"I don't care!" the boy screamed out interrupting the voice of the 「Devil」. "I will give you anything you want! Just give me enough strength to destroy the world itself!"

"Very well," the 「Devil」 said. "Bestow the power upon you I will but in exchange, I'll take your body!"

The boy's eyes widened from shock and he couldn't be but mumble out, "Wh—what?!"

…

The 「God」 slowly opened his eyes and said in a clear loud voice, "Seraphim assemble!"

In an instant in response to his words, twelve kneeling seraphim appeared before him. The men were handsome and the women were beautiful; each one of them had three pairs of golden wings and one angelic white halo. Five out of the twelve were naked. Another four wore robes but of different colors: red, green, blue, and white. And the last three wore armor: leather, mail, and plate.

"The time has come once more!" the 「God」 said. "Hopefully the last time!" He looked over the twelve seraphim. "You all know what to do, my children! Choose a mortal from your church and inhabit his body! Then go and find the 「Devil」 and kill him!"

"May I speak?" seraph wearing a white robe said.

"Speak, Samael!" the「God」 said.

Samael raised his head and said, "Do we have to choose a weakling from our church? Can't we just inhabit the body of a hero?" But those were not the words that he wanted to say. What he truly wanted to say was something else entirely. "Father, I disagree!" he wanted to say. Then he would stand up and look over the other seraphim. "My brothers and my sisters!" They would raise their heads and look up at him. "We shouldn't choose anyone from our churches as not one of them needs our help. Whom truly needs our help, those who need a miracle are the ones that we should choose."

A naked seraph raised his head and looked at Samael before saying, "Are the followers of the great first seraph Samael so weak that you need a hero?" Hearing his words, Samael could only look at him with pity.

"You were not given permission to speak, Zerachiel!" the 「God」 said.

Zerachiel bowed his head and said, It will not happen again, father."

"Be sure that it doesn't!" the 「God」said. "Samael, you may choose to inhabit anyone you wish! But as you know, if your vessel doesn't accept you completely, the one in control won't be you! So, if you are going to choose someone outside of your church, do it with care!"

The corners of Samael's mouth rose slightly forming a faint smile.

Micheal – the red-robed seraph, Raphael – the blue-robed seraph, and Gabriel – the green-robed seraph raised their heads to look at Samael. When their eyes met, they all nodded their heads as if they were agreeing on something and they were. They were agreeing on doing something that was left unspoken.

The 「God」closed his eyes and said, "Go, my children!"

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In Laeraor, there was one story that everyone knew from a child to an elder, but it had as many variations as there were races. It told of a nameless outcast who was both the tale's hero and its villain. In the first half of the book, the nameless one would be the hero, and in the second part – the villain. When the nameless outcast was the hero, they would be traveling the world and helping everyone that needed help whether they asked for it or not. Walking pets, looking for lost items, killing monsters, and much more. In the end, they would be asked to defeat a great evil that threatened to destroy the world itself, and defeated it would be but not destroyed. In its final moments, the great evil pleaded for its life and the nameless outcast spared it. This marked the end of the first part of the story and the beginning of the second one. The part in which the nameless outcast would be the villain and not the hero. They would be helping the great evil that threatened to destroy the world. But sadly no one knows how this tale ended as the rest was lost. However, that didn't stop people from forming opinions. They view the nameless outcast as a shame to their race and hold both adventurers and heroes in the lowest regard possible.

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Fifteen years ago

Around noon on a day like any other, a woman went into labor and something which has never happened before happened. The sky darkened – becoming darker than the darkest night, a phenomenon which only happened when a true vampire or a true werebeast was born. But that was not it. Next, a crimson red moon appeared, and together with the last phenomenon, it meant that a transcended vampire was born. Then it changed colors to golden yellow. And now it meant that a transcended werebeast was born and not a transcended vampire. Or maybe something else entirely. A hybrid of the two perhaps. But that was impossible as vampires and werebeasts could breed but they couldn't produce a hybrid. Or could they?

Present

[BAM!]

The sound was made by a handsome fifteen-year-old youngster who punched the palm of his right hand with his left. He had short black hair, thick black eyebrows, and dark green eyes. He wore simple clothes: a gray shirt and long black pants. "I am going to enroll in the pandemonium," he said as he looked his parents dead in the eyes.

"Oh?" his father said. "What are you gonna become, Demi?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Demi said. "I am going to become an adventurer!" He broadly smiled.

[SLAP!]

His mother slapped him across his face so hard that his head barely held onto his neck. "You are such a disappointment!" she shouted out. "First, you are born as a werebeast and now you want to become an adventurer?!"

"Love you too, mom," Demi said.

His mother heavily sighed before saying, "Do what you will…"

"Yeah!" Demi said in a loud voice.

"When will you be leaving?" his father said.

"Tonight," Demi said. "Since the moon will be full."

His parents nodded their heads.