- Demonic Reconstruction

Back in the throne room, Zex's consciousness returned, still under the dreadful aura of the Demon Lord in front of him.

"It seems I am not familiar with this world at all, your lordship." Zex completely surrendered himself to the Demon Lord's Aura.

The Demon Lord felt this and restrained his Aura lest it would kill the man in front of him.

"Why do you not resist? Are you not afraid of death?" The Demon Lord questioned the man calmly.

"I am too weak to do anything. No matter what I think of, it is useless in the face of such power." Zex slightly raised his head to make his words a bit clearer but not too much that he would prove disrespectful. He then continued. "However, I wish to explore this new world and find the reason why fate chose to send me here. If achieving that means serving under your lordship, then I am willing!" He said with a determined voice and exuded an unwavering will.

He was not begging for his life. Instead, he declared his wish to live no matter the cost.

Using a very powerful technique of stating the difference in strength and position, declaring a goal that would have low chances of clashing with the other party, and finally surrender control of one's fate.

Was there any difference? It doesn't matter...

Because this wordplay amused the Demon Lord greatly. Not only that. When the man said the last three words, he caught a glimpse of the man's potential --- a premonition of a future where he saw himself leading an army of millions.

'A treasure!'

Not willing to question such a grand premonition, he decided to gamble on this man. In any case, he was no threat.

Although, it would not hurt to have assurance.

"Very well, then. Tell me your 'True Name' and let us form a contract." The demon lord used his aura to entrap himself and the man in an isolated space devoid of the motion of time.

Zex cleared his heart as he heard those words. He recited his 'True Name' and part of the Demon Lord's Aura concentrated into the shape of a needle and violently stabbed through Zex's chest, wrapping around his heart like a second layer, expanding and contracting together with it.

Once the aura completely entered Zex's chest, he felt a kind of energy pulsate within him.

Suddenly, immense pain washed over his body as if he was being cut open and restored over and over again.

Zex was enduring the pain as his body underwent significant changes.

His average build gradually became toned with muscles and he was growing a bit taller as well. His skin got paler while dark tattoos were creeping outward from his chest where his heart was located towards certain parts of his forehead, chest, back, arms, and legs.

Anyone who would look at the black lines would feel like they are converging on a weak point.

However, only a naïve person would think that. This "point" was not his weakness at all. As most of the demonic power was sourced from his heart, the outflow spread towards the rest of its body through his veins and thus created a visual of tattoos. Relatively, it would be far easier to cut one of his fingers with a meat cleaver than blow a hole in his chest with a cannon.

The next moment, the tattoos started to pulsate as his skin turned red and steam was jetting out of his pores. The unnecessary fat in his body was getting converted and unnecessary fluids were being expelled. His eyes were bloodshot as the shape of his pupils was starting to turn into those of a snake's. But the most striking feature that was bringing about the greatest change to his appearance is the growth of horns from the sides of his forehead. They were not long but were bulky and imposing.

Then hunger… extreme hunger overwhelmed him. His transformation needed an absurdly high amount of nutrients but the stock in his body was dangerously insufficient. The next second, he heard a thud in front of him. His mind was becoming foggier by the second while his newfound instincts took control the moment his sense of smell caught the scent of something in front of him --- something that smelled so good, he was drooling intensely.

The next instant, he grabbed the object and ravenously devoured it bit by bit. His hunger was only satiated for seconds when he heard several more thuds around him.

After a few dozen minutes, the steam jetting out of him finally thinned down to the size of a needle and the tattoos started to dim while his skin was turning brown from the previous crimson and finally turning back to pale.

When Zex regained control of his senses, he felt his body pulsating so much energy that he believed he could crush a tank with his bare fists. Then his eyes caught a horrifying sight in front of him. A blood pool filled the floor he knelt on as many dismembered parts of humans scattered around him… some of them still recognizable as men and women, young and old numbering to more than 20.

He stared at his crimson hands and felt the sticky fluid in his mouth with his tongue…

Despite dying of old age, exposed to all sorts of gore and messed up instances in his past life, watching numerous films, reading piles and piles of novels and comics, and playing countless games, resulting in him having an abnormally experienced mind... he still vomited. Tears were welling in his eyes for the first time in this new life.

He endured the shock of being brought into a new world right after dying. He endured the excruciating pain of his transformation… But he could not stomach the realization of the fact that he enjoyed devouring his kind.

"Do not worry. They were already dead before you ate them." The Demon Lord casually remarked, not surprised about the man's reaction. It would be more surprising if the man did not react that way and would even suspect that another Demon Lord was plotting against him. This man's tears as he broke down cleared his suspicions.

But would their being dead change anything?

They were still human…

Zex's mind was in shambles but he tried his best to resist himself losing his mind.

'I am no longer human! I am no longer human!' He repeated this in his mind over and over until eventually, he calmed down and the tears stopped. Suddenly, a system notification sounded in his head and he entered his Mind Space once again.

When he checked the interface, he noticed that there were a lot of notifications that popped up while his transformation was ongoing.

System: You have formed a contract with the Demon Lord Alzeius. Passive added - [Soul Contract - Alzeius]. Experience +500,000

System: You have entered a contract with an evil entity. Considered an Evil Action.

Additional 500,000 Exp from [Repressed Evil]

System Warning!!! External Entity is triggering changes in your body.

System: Demonic Reconstruction initializing!

Automatic deduction to Experience initiated.

System: Demonic Reconstruction at 10%

System: Demonic Reconstruction at 20%

…

System: Demonic Reconstruction at 55%...

Error! Insufficient Experience to continue.

Debuff activated - [Uncontrollable Hunger]

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse!

Experience + 20,000

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse. Considered an Evil Action. Additional 20,000 Exp from [Repressed Evil]

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse! Experience + 20,000

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse. Considered an Evil Action. Additional 20,000 Exp from [Repressed Evil]

…

Every time his Exp reached a certain amount, his transformation would continue until…

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse! Experience + 20,000

System: You have devoured a Human Corpse. Considered an Evil Action. Additional 20,000 Exp from [Repressed Evil]

System: Demonic Reconstruction Complete. Race changed to [Demon]. Level reduced to 0. Attribute adjustment complete. Class Changed to [Demon Noble]. Subclass added:[Demon General]. +1,000,000 Exp.