Chapter 01 - The Beginning of the Demon King

–It used to be so nice.

Hero is properly taking on the role of 'Guardian of Justice' ...

The Demon King, on the other hand, is a symbol of 'Absolute Evil' ...

Faced with the Demon King, who possessed a desperately great power, the Hero, along with his companions who shared his pain and had forged strong bonds, brought him down.

Yes, justice will inevitably triumph.

However, I can no longer hope for such a heart-warming story that I seek.

The scum becomes the hero, the demon king is weirdly the very nice guy, and the supporting characters have taken away the main role.

This is especially true in reality.

People who are perceived as evil have great ideas, and those who make the right claims will encounter misfortune.

So-.

–and so in this world after my rebirth, I decided to aim for the old and beautiful story of that time.

Becoming the most powerful demon king who symbolized the root of evil ruled the world, and then being defeated by righteous brave men who had grown in mind and body.

It's that kind of exciting story.

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Incidentally, what has just been said has absolutely nothing to do with the cause of my death.

Slipping down the stairs of an ice-covered footbridge in the middle of winter and suffering a violent blow to the head was the real cause.

I wonder why I lift my thighs so high! Damn it!

From an early, I yearned a hero of justice.

That's why I studied various fighting techniques such as boxing and karate, and focused on training myself.

I didn't expect that I would end up dying because of my exercise habits. ...

"If your legs and feet are strong, you can do anything, " surely, I have taken my master's words to heart.

However, whether it was because I was dying from "The Bloody Story of That Time" or because of a whim of the gods, I was reincarnated in a medieval European style world of swords and magic.

After my rebirth, I quickly grasped the state I was in.

The decisive difference from the previous world was that I could feel something that smoldered like a blazing fire inside my body.

It's the [Magic power]

The mysterious power that raises one's physical abilities, activates magic, and raises one's healing power.

When I thought of the power inside my body, it should not be hard to understand that this was a different world and that the fire of ambition was quickly burning in my heart.

I immediately realized what I should do.

1. First, aim to become the strongest Demon King.

2. After that, cultivate a righteous hero who is worthy of fighting me to the death.

3. Finally, after successfully becoming the strongest Demon King, I would lose at the end of the mighty battle.

Of course, since I don't want to die again, I'll just pretend to be defeated at the end.

I've thought about becoming a hero, but if I'm going to make a move in the dark, I must be the Demon King.

Yeah, I'm going to become a Demon King, who has the power to bring despair to people, and fight Hero in the end.

That's the kind of epic story I'm going to make happen with these hands…

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–By the way, even though I was aiming for 'strongest', what I could do as an infant was very limited.

But as expected, people from another world who came here with magic power will not only increase their proficiency in using it, but will also increase their total amount of magic power. I figured this out early on.

It must be because their way of dealing with magic is very clever.

Even if you had started training since you were an infant, you would not have been able to surpass in terms of magical power.

However, there are many things that are better be done at this period of time than others.

For example, in terms of sleep.

People in the other world believe that night comes because the "God of Light" has returned to the heavenly world, and the reason why they feel sleepy is because the gods order them to rest.

I'm the only one who knows that it's actually to heal fatigue of the brain and body and to produce hormones. Of course, this was only if there were no other reincarnators.

Therefore, for several years after my rebirth, I cut down my sleep time through sophisticated magical manipulation and spent it on training to use my magic to improve my physical abilities.

As long as I continue to do this from now on, I will not lack in terms of magical power, but of course, I don't know the world yet, so I can't be sure.

I think it's better to act on the assumption that it's possible for anyone to do what I can do.

After I was able to move around freely, I practiced with my father, who was a guard in the village, during the day. At night, when everyone was asleep, I reviewed the fighting techniques I had learned in my previous life and training in the manipulation of magic power.

In recent days, I have found the path to the strongest.

If you want an explanation, it's probably because people in this world rely too much on magical power, and they don't pursue skillful things like swordsmanship or combat arts too much.

All you need to know is how much magic can be put into a sword, and how to defeat an opponent, that's all.

Although this level of skill is still available, to me who knew about Earth's advanced fighting techniques, it was simply crude.

There wasn't even the skill of footwork, whether it was technique or defense or tactics either way it was at a rather low level.

That said, it wasn't like there wasn't something I could learn, and in the sword practice I had with my father and older brother, I was on my way to hide the sword and magic fighting methods so that they wouldn't figure out my style.

From the perspective of my family, my abilities have reached the point where they will not worry even if I act alone in the surrounding forest. People in the village also think that the younger brother of this family is weaker than his older brother but is still more reliable.

Then a few years later, came the 13-year-old me ...

"–Ora-ora-ora-ora-ora!!!

I was beating the cliff in the middle of the night.

In a large hole around the halfway point of the precipice, I was punching my fist, which was filled with dense black magical power, single-mindedly into the smooth, shiny black rock wall.

In the village of the Majin race (魔人族= demonic/magical people race), a demon race that is almost indistinguishable from humans and has no other characteristics except for a longer lifespan.

My father's name is Kai. My mother's name is Talei, and my brother's name is Shuu. The four of us were a family, and our relationship was quite harmonious.

The Majin race, even though it has the word "demon" in its name, is a subhuman race that has interaction with humans. Rather, it has nothing to do with the demon.

Back to the topic just now.

I had a lot of experience fighting against the Goblins, who were called the "Bad Boys of the Forest", and the bandits who left the neighborhood.

Even though I killed them after witnessing the viciousness of what they did, as an innocent boy from Japan, it was hard for me to kill a living creature, ..., not to mention a human being, even if the opponent was evil, I felt some discomfort before beheading them.

Does this have anything to do with the strange acts I'm doing now, you say?

The answer is to build my own base.

Since I couldn't get rid of the property I received from the bandits, I decided to build a hidden warehouse and use it as the Chrono base.

This is the place known as the "Kongo Wall" ..., which is located deep in the forest over the mountains from the village of the Majin race.

It was a forest where beasts were rampant, and it was surrounded by a large bar of barren land. If you head towards the deep valley in the middle of the forest, you will see this dark rock wall.

No one should be able to get close to this dangerous area, and even if they did, all they would see is a mysterious desperate situation and a solid rock wall that cannot be overcome by any means.

If I build a base in the middle of such a cliff, which is too strong to even dig, it will be an excellent hideout for the Demon King, that's what I think.

"-Hoo."

That being said ... this is too hard.

It won't even break with the usual magic power, but if it were the rocks over there, they would easily crumble and fall apart.

Can this really be destroyed? Is there really such a method? In the first place, it really annoyed me because of various things.

After many years of repeated attempts, I was able to use the "Magic Condensation Method" that I invented independently to break it, and it was only recently that I was able to break it properly.

Although I have made great progress compared to the original ..., I still have a long way to go before I can build Demon King Castle.

... It's almost dawn. Let's go home.

I muttered that as I stepped out of the hole and checked the sky, which was beginning to turn white, and jumped off the cliff without hesitation.

But even though it doesn't feel right to say it myself, I've really become quite strong.

If I were to face my father, who was known as a swordsman and was quite formidable in the village, I had the confidence that I could instantly kill him with just one finger.

Well ... alright.

It's about time —- to go in search of the Hero.

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Credit goes to original owner and translator.

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