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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 Second Event: A Battle of Blood and Fury

The Pelian Ash Spear pierced toward Cu Chulainn's widening eyes. Despite the lethal strike, he smirked mysteriously before his leg shot up.

A warrior? He was one, too—the best that has ever walked Ireland. And he would prove once more that he inherited Scathach's divine spear for good reasons.

Exhilarated by the heat of combat, he poured all his strength into his kick.

BAM

It collided with the spear, forcing it off course. However, his eyes widened at its weight. He couldn't deflect it entirely, but just enough to avoid having his brain pierced.

Gritting his teeth, he endured the searing sensation of the blade slicing his forehead as he swung his arm.

Meanwhile, Achilles stepped forward to end this battle. Yet, his eyes trembled, dread wrapping around his heart as a sharp pain assaulted his shoulder from his blind spot.

"Shit."