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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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Camp

The four of them sat over a table covered in food. Roasted chicken and bread with fruits. Riven had peeled away his roots and hid them back underground.

Belialthorn took his surrender but refused to tell him what to do with him. He also didn't know so he asked for food. The outlaws outside were surprised to see all their comrades dead and bleached of blood.

They asked questions but Riven growled at them and they flinched and dragged their fellow bodies out. Maybe they are used to it. Or maybe it came with the lifestyle.

They ate in silence. Belialthorn didn't care, he was hungry and the food was good. Valor didn't care either and he tore into his food as quickly as he could because he wanted to do the Flow and use the mana the outlaws provided.

Kieran cared and he ate slowly as if it might be his last. Belialthorn had a mind to make it his last but the scout was still useful.