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Evolution of the Demon Prince

The path of Arcane Advancement is a never-ending journey, for the secrets of the arcane are boundless and ever waiting to be uncovered. But what happens when you are the runt of the litter? Years ago, the sky split apart like a shattered mirror and Demons and monsters came pouring into Earth. They brought mana and Arcana with them. Changing the life of humans forever. Thus began a war between humans and the Demons that lasted for years before an agreement was reached and each built their own Cities, but humans never forgot the terror the Demons represented. Belialthorn, the weakest of the Demon Princes had just been cast out from the Demon City because of a glitch in his system that made him weaker from other Demons. At first he wanted to enjoy his forced retirement but now he was dragged to an ancient castle then forced to compete in a series of trials that will change his life. And set him forever on the road of power. .............. Updating daily! Don't forget to add and vote because you'll enjoy this!

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To your return!

Percival flinched despite himself. He could almost swear he saw bloodlust before it disappeared, an aura of darkness that swelled behind Alaric but he shook his head. He must be seeing things.

Alaric was still in level 5, so easy to kill, and since Percival himself was here tonight he would take the task on himself, but first, he had to teach that Thorn boy a lesson. "I'm not threatening anyone...Lord Alaric. Your companions are criminals. I'm here as the Hunter's Association representative to deal justice."

Alaric narrowed his eyes. "You are from the Hunter's Association." He said.

Percival frowned. "And? That's obvious." He said impatiently, gesturing to his Inquisitors to advance and the two did so, sliding across the room towards Belialthorn with unnatural quickness.