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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.

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There was not a sound as the crystalline skeleton hit the floor, the darkened sword still pierced through her midriff. How could an archangel die like that?

The silence was impenetrable as we turned back towards the demon lord. His arm was still raised from throwing the sword and on his vicious lips a small smirk was evident.

I had not even had the time to move as the sweeping evil of the sword rushed by us and I could not stop the cold fear that was racing through my body.

The archangel was basically a god in the magical world and she had not lasted a second in combat against the injured demon, standing before us.

Finally I shook myself free of the shock and managed to pull my gaze away from the demon, looking towards Azel. What were we going to do? Azel always had the answer in our most desperate times and as I looked towards her pretty face, I expected to see a calm and measured look.