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MY DEMON SYSTEM: IMMORTAL WARS

*Ping!!!* [New quest available] [Soul reaper : collect a hundred souls in forty days] [Penalty : Death] [Rewards : ????] ***** ********** ***** In a world graced with unparalleled technological advancement, his life deep within seemed to be running slow as ever. In a world where magical abilities was a norm, deep down, he felt empty and hopeless. Klaus Dean Jackson, a sixteen year old leading a carefree life and a subtle dream to go to the magical academy suddenly falls into a deep bottomless pit of anguish. He finds himself to be struck by luck but this is only momentary as what the future had in store for him, he wasn't prepared for. Losing everything in one night including his innocence, he is poised to do just about anything it takes to set himself free from his self inflicted prison. But obstacles along the way push him to take a route that inadvertently brings him closer to his heritage and he discovers there's more than there is to be discovered. Now fueled by anger, remorse and unbridled grit, he sets out on a journey he is not sure of which road to follow. Who is he? What is he? These are questions he must find answers to. _____________ *Warning!!* [Host is experiencing tremendous outpour of emotions] [Host's vital state is unstable] [Emergency protocol will be taken] [Demon tantrum activated] [All stats tripled].... .... *ADDITIONAL INFORMATION* CHECK THE DISCORD FOR CHARACTER ILLUSTRATIONS AND HOT TOPICS ABOUT THE NOVEL AND OTHER WORKS. [https://discord.gg/HK2h8R9skE] NOTE : Not my cover...will gladly take it down if owner wishes

Dark_knight234 · Fantasia
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394 Chs

Shall we dance?

Klaus stood in the ring looking straight at the opponent in front of him intensely without breaking eye contact.

"We need to do the world a favour by taking care of you weaklings. Nothing ever goes well for the likes of you and it looks like your bad luck is on full display because you are standing across me, "Klaus's opponent said. Standing at the opposite half of the raised platform that was barricaded by a transparent yet sturdy material was a brown-haired boy.

His opponent looked to be about the same size as he was on first look but as time went by, he kept on bulging and increasing in width as well as height.

Then out from his head came two horns shooting upwards like an Antelope's.

Hooves ended up replacing his actual human legs as he now took the form of a huge human-bull figure.