Darkness reigned before the dawn of light... Who would have thought that his mundane life would take a chilling turn one day? Trapped in the monotony of his office existence, Simon suddenly finds himself thrust into an extraordinary realm beyond imagination. Death was merely the beginning... When Simon opened his eyes next, a fantastical landscape vastly different from his familiar office cubicle awaited him. A marvellous sight, a different world. The cruel life... Althaea, a realm of merciless brutality where the law of survival dictates: eat or be eaten, kill or be killed. Born not as a human... Simon emerges as a demon, a being shunned by humanity and embroiled in a relentless war between humans and demons. The Seraphims, protector of humanity, and the Demon lords who rule across all demonkind. Amidst all the chaos, he must navigate the treacherous hierarchy of demonkind as one of the lowest-ranking Demon Nobles. The unique power... The art of dungeon creation—a golden opportunity to ascend above the chaos and establish his dominion. With power comes adversaries... Now he must delve deeper, unveil its hidden powers and forge alliances that will dictate his fate. Fight rival demons, vengeful seraphims, and ancient evils who were up to no good. . Join Simon on his odyssey through a world teetering on the edge of destruction, where every step forward is fraught with danger and every decision could mean life or death. Will he rise to the challenge and defy the odds, or will he succumb to the unforgiving darkness that threatens to consume him? ----- Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can support me by helping me buy illustrations:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.
She couldn't help but glance at his face that had not even an iota of fear of death in them. Unknowingly, a curiosity to know more about the demon, budded in her heart. Suddenly, she saw the demon cough out a mouthful of blood and try to supress the pain by grinding his teeth.
The sword-bearer at some point unable to get away from the grasps of the shield-bearer, plunged his half-broken sword onto the shoulders of the latter. Pain like that could make one flinch or even give up midway; nonetheless, Simon did not allow his stance or his lock to break and steadily carried the sword-bearer towards the edges of the cliff.
"Are you alright?" Lucine asked, her tone had unknowingly become a little softer when she saw him hurt.
"Doesn't matter if I get hurt or not, I must throw him onto that bottomless pit" Simon roared hoarsely in determination.