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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 · Fantasía
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A Fading Mind

Ignoring the soldiers' suspicious gazes, he followed Sylvie and the old adept. A deeper furrow creased his brow with each step—the question about Elaris's strange delight gnawing at him.

However, his thoughts dissolved the moment he crossed the barrier, and his eyes widened at the city's raw, natural beauty.

A gust of fresh air ruffled the lush trees' leaves, bringing their scents to his nose. He examined the tall aqueduct carrying water to artistic fountains. Elves chatted nearby, scooping cold water into buckets before returning to their elegantly carved houses. Their joyful voices echoed as they discussed the forest's flora on their way, creating a peaceful scene.

Yet, his eyes narrowed into slits. Something was wrong with them.

His mind rumbled as he passed by an elf who nodded at him and continued to his house.

'He greeted demons?!'