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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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We Really Need a Healer

My thoughts were not my own. Only dwelling on the blood I had not gotten to spill. The one who had taken that away from me must have been the enemy. I turned towards the mage, I could not tell who it was and frankly I did not care.

In the back of my mind something tried to break free, frantically trying to stop me, but I had been under the effects of (skill) Ferocity for too long and it seemed the longer I remained under the skills active, the more I would lose control.

I did not have any allies, I did not have any friends, there were only enemies and even as blood seeped from my wounds, I rushed towards the newest enemy, bloodied fangs bared.

My instincts were sharply tuned, waiting for an attack to dodge, but I did not even notice when none came.

My target was just standing still, but that did not matter, there would be no mercy for my enemies.