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Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

"I'm one game away from reaching the master rank! I'll do it tomorrow, though. A true gamer knows when to refresh his mind and increase his victory chances!" Adam smiled in anticipation as he went to sleep on this special day. However, he could never have imagined the surreal awakening that awaited him. "What's wrong with my voice?!"  "Claws? A tail and horns, too?" [Welcome to the demon realm. You have been selected to reincarnate as a Lord. Conquer this realm of fire and ashes, become its uncontested ruler... or die trying.] Reincarnated as an imp in the cruel demon realm, at the borders of the mythological demon Baal's territory, his life seemed doomed from the start. However, determination sparkled in his eyes as against all odds, he defiantly proclaimed. "No matter who decided to make me start as an imp, watch as I turn into a veritable devil. Even Baal won't hold a candle against me in the future!" Equipped with his unique talent, he started his lord's journey, ready to evolve and prove to those strange realms that demons were more than violent and deceptive creatures... at least he would try. ----------------------- Welcome everyone! This is my second book and my WPC entry. I hope you'll enjoy the journey. You can expect a mix of gods/demons from almost every pantheon and mythological figures, like Heracles, Wukong, Muramasa, Achilles, Merlin, Cu Chulainn, and many others! Please do check out my first book if you enjoy fantasy stories. :)

Adamus_Auguste · Fantasie
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The Price of Defiance

As the event drew near, Asgard's golden halls trembled more with each passing day.

Seated on Hlidskjalf, a throne gleaming silver and adorned with pulsing runes, an aged man narrowed his only eye.

Divine energy burst rhythmically, ruffling his long white beard as his knuckles whitened around a mythical spear of horrifying intricacy. 

"You preferred Tiamat over me first." His solemn voice reverberated through his gritted teeth. "I gave you a chance to survive as a slave, but survive nonetheless. Yet, you refused my goodwill again."

Soul-chilling caws accompanied his words as a raven perched on his shoulder cried its heart out.

Odin patted its head, yet his finger trembled in suppressed rage.