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Imp to Demon King: A Journey of Conquest

"I'm one game away from reaching the master rank! I'll do it tomorrow, though. A true gamer knows when to refresh his mind and increase his victory chances!" Adam smiled in anticipation as he went to sleep on this special day. However, he could never have imagined the surreal awakening that awaited him. "What's wrong with my voice?!"  "Claws? A tail and horns, too?" [Welcome to the demon realm. You have been selected to reincarnate as a Lord. Conquer this realm of fire and ashes, become its uncontested ruler... or die trying.] Reincarnated as an imp in the cruel demon realm, at the borders of the mythological demon Baal's territory, his life seemed doomed from the start. However, determination sparkled in his eyes as against all odds, he defiantly proclaimed. "No matter who decided to make me start as an imp, watch as I turn into a veritable devil. Even Baal won't hold a candle against me in the future!" Equipped with his unique talent, he started his lord's journey, ready to evolve and prove to those strange realms that demons were more than violent and deceptive creatures... at least he would try. ----------------------- Welcome everyone! This is my second book and my WPC entry. I hope you'll enjoy the journey. You can expect a mix of gods/demons from almost every pantheon and mythological figures, like Heracles, Wukong, Muramasa, Achilles, Merlin, Cu Chulainn, and many others! Please do check out my first book if you enjoy fantasy stories. :)

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The Second Event: A Divine and Infernal Fusion

Icy sweat dripped down Merlin's brows as he manipulated energies far exceeding his level.

Yet, his heart couldn't help but pound in excitement. After all, the holy grail had extinguished the fragment's consciousness, leaving behind a mass of pure infernal power.

"The first piece!"

Despite the strain, he shoved it inside the blade's circle.

The symbols shimmered and roared as the dim runes, magical symbols, demonic engravings, and qi characters covering the dark blade came to life. Pulsing with dark powers, they drew the fragment's pieces into the frame as if eager to devour them.

The air cracked and warped within the circle as the energies clashed. But the blade's insatiable hunger proved too much for the mindless fragment. It absorbed it, leaving nothing behind, and trembled.

Before Achilles's widening eyes, the blade's rough edges peeled like a chrysalis.