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The Birth of a Demon Lord

Labels affect people's lives in any world. As it turns out, being a demon brings a bunch of dangers. After his reincarnation the idea of being a demon didn't really bother Azemo, instead the reality of magic and fantasy occupied his thoughts. Gaining more power or a new technique was more important than learning about the war between demons, humans and beasts. Also he was reborn with modern day villains so being a demon was the least of his worries. At first it was like he was back at school, a school filled with violence and death but he was still learning stuff. However Azemo would be forced to learn about the gravity of being a demon when he ventured from the demon stronghold. Azemo did not have any grand goals or ideas but the world has a way of forcing troubles and tribulations upon beings.

Silloh · Fantaisie
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The Guards

While the mountains were drawing closer, Azemo also felt a hint of danger growing stronger. For the millionth time, he wished that he had some of his other gear.

He had never realized the crutch that his skills were until he tried to be stealthy. It was difficult because he was used to having (skill) Blend In, do all the work.

'I just have to work with what I have.'

Maybe if he succeeded in the dungeon, Azemo would be less reliant on all of his incredible equipment.

Stopping to think, Azemo felt a wave of hunger and exhaustion catch up to him. Before he was chasing after the Spear Goddess and had no time for the feelings, but when he stopped everything hit him.

Growling and gritting his teeth, Azemo emptied his mind of all thoughts of food and rest. Even with his human form, his eyes began to burn and Azemo bent down and removed his boots. It would be easier to be stealthy without the clunky boots.