Prologue

Pov: unknown

In the reality of my own Alpha-verse my master asked me to entertain him, which brings me to the fact that I have to plot out an entertaining story for him with a few mortals, honestly what a bored master I serve. As I look through infinite dimensions at the speed of light, I find quite the entertaining human if I do say so myself, and if I find him entertaining, my master should as well.

"fufufufu, maybe I'll lend you a hand mortal."

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Within the infinite universes of multiverse #00.00002AZ, we gaze upon our protagonist. This lucky or poor sap is named Arthur, our Mc. He has just finished reading quite the entertaining novel named "I'm not the Demon gods lackey" and is attempting a very foolish act, trying to summon an eldritch God, very stupid...

Pov: Arthur

"Please work, please work, please work..."

I chanted as I put the finishing touches on the ritual I am attempting. This ritual required the blood of a very evil being, so the first thing I did was find the most disgusting human possible and that's when I came across a serial killer that has committed the most heinous crimes by absolute coincidence, if I had to say anything about this I'd think fate was moving in my favor, as I said that, I immediately felt a chill down my spine. OK what the fuck was that, that ain't normal but I don't think I can do shit about it.

Now, back to this criminal I came across, he honestly made me sick. He made Hitler look like a baby in comparison, so I really shouldn't feel bad for using his very blood and soul as a catalyst for a ritual to summon an eldritch God, right?

Heh.

What an unlucky wanker. Within the next few days, I stalked my prey and made sure I memorized his schedule from the moment he woke up to the exact time he went to bed. His life was quite monotone. No wonder he killed for fun...

As time slowly ticked by, I decided I'd make my move tonight when he fell asleep at 7 o'clock. His shitty boring life made things way easier for me as I planned how to kill him. As the time came for me to catch my target, I took off my shoes and leapt out of the bush I was hidden in. It was a full moon and quite a beautiful night to kill someone... shit am I going crazy here.

As I took off my shoes and reached the door of his cabin I quietly open the door, I notice he left it open as he thought he was safe but as a serial killer you should always be on your guard, not that I'm a serial kill though.

Making my way to his room, I opened the door but was suddenly hit with a chair to my back, which made me fall forward towards the floor.

"Who are you, brat?" Spoke my target as I lay on the floor groaning in pain.

"I'm your ancestor bitch" I replied, I honestly always wanted to say one of those Chinese young master lines, guess that day has finally come.

Snap.

If you're wondering what the fuck that was, I'd have to say he just kicked me in the face. Which brought me a new sense of pain, honesty got me a little hard.

As I got up, it seemed the perpetrator who broke my nose slowly backed away with a look of disgust on his face.

"Disgusting masochistic pig, you remind me of my wife. I guess I'll have to kill you, too." Guess I know why he killed his wife now. Standing on my legs once more, I rushed at my prey and tried stabbing him, but failed as he side stepped and kneed me to my stomach which caused me to spit out a mouthful of saliva, but I didn't let the pain stop me. I grabbed onto him and stabbed his stomach, and twisted the knife within his body.

I felt warm blood trickle down my hands while my prey looked at me, shocked. He immediately staggered and fell to the floor with lifeless eyes, dead.

That was how I killed the 57 year old serial killer James Cordon and used his very existence to summon an eldritch entity. As I finished chanting, I saw tentacles start to come into existence and wrap around my room. It was then I realized that the very sky was red and the very earth that should be on the ground was floating in the sky like Xyrus academy from that one book I read "The beginning after the end" then everything promptly went black.

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Their you lot have it the first chapter of this book. Is it short? Yes, it is. Why? Because this is the prologue.