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The Vampire King is tired

I'm tired. I transmigated into this world and since then I have had no peace. This f**king system always threatened to kill me. No other punishment when you fail but death. Scheming, magic, swordsmanship, arts, war, what have I not done. Wasted my whole life trying to be the best there is with a sword of damocles hanging over my head which is my own system. A 1000 years have past and now I am finally the demon king. It's time to rest

Dragonz_111 · ファンタジー
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What's my name??.

Here I am sitting on my throne looking at the seven deadly sins. The werewolf king who is the sin of gluttony has already started planning an uprising. They can't accept the fact that their arch enemies are on top of the throne. The werewolf king challenged the vampire king to a duel. No conditions but of course all the sins were already eyeing throne so they wanted to gourge the strength of the king. Of course i agreed. It's as easy as cutting my wrist for me to kill him. After that we headed to an open space. A lot of people came to watch their king fight as every demon was already seeing the thrend and were watching to decide whether to rebel or to stay loyal. Strength was all that matters to Demons anyway. I decided to show a little depth to scare a lot of people.

When the duel started the were wolf king was afraid of me so that gave me enough time to prepare. I bit my tongue and opened my mouth blood enough to create a knife. Then I used the knife to cut my wrist and this made me bleed a lot. The blood that came out formed another me and a very high throne. I sat in the throne and my clone began fighting against the Sin of gluttony. I sat on the throne looking down on everyone to show them something. I'm the king. I'm high above all. My clone beat the sin of gluttony in 2 mins. He didn't even look at the clone but look me in the eyes with fear. Thinking he is dead. I only shook my head.

"You can see how strong I am. I don't care about your eminity with vampires as that's just plain rubbish. To me you're an ant. I can't be bothered to kill you. But what everyone here has to drill into your heads is that you're my ants. I would hate it if my good and start killing each other for stupid reasons. I could wipe out the werewolves in the name of eminity but I can't be bothered to care. Hope all this drilled into your head".

The young Demons looked at him with fear and excitement like a role model while the adults who were in politics looked at him in fear. All thoughts of rebellion had been successful calmed down. Now everyone just wanted to run away from here because the if the demon king wanted to vent a little most of them would die. Now all that wanted to do was to go back accept every new law. Their new king was too overbearing.

After all the fuss I returned to my room. It was very unking like. Very simple and neat. But I had a burden in my heart because I just realized that I had forgotten my name. I've lived so long and used different names that I didn't know what mine was. I've been used to them calling me Lord or king. I just sat down and walked down memory lane. I could easily search my memory with magic but I want to spend time reminiscing on my past. At least it's a good way to rest.