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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. :)

Adamus_Auguste · 奇幻
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The Second Event: Leraje's Game

Three twangs shook the air simultaneously, and with them, Adam's eyes narrowed at the three blurs about to pierce him.

Vile energies already licked his scales, forcing an icy shudder down his spine. But would speed matter when his sharp instincts whispered in his ears?

Following them, he craned his neck to the right, his hair dancing as the first arrow whistled by his cheek. He spun his torso in the same movement, the second arrow's edge grazing his scales in a shower of sparks. As for the third?

An inferno ignited in his dark eyes, swirling into a chaotic pool as he gripped it before it pierced his groin. His fist trembling, he raised and shattered it before his clenched jaw.

"There are certain areas you should never target."

His icy voice reverberated as he coated his left hand in a layer of flames and slapped the djinns' elemental attacks off course.

On the ground, Leraje's smirk broadened as he offered him a gallant bow.