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On The Other Side: I Quit Being Human

Layland Kleinhaus (17) suffers from hypogonadism that makes him less "manly" on top of having a girly face. He is bullied because of it, but he always remains strong ... At least, until he can't bear the betrayals and sufferings anymore. Filled with rage, indignation, and the lust for blood, he decided to end the life of his tormentors along with the bystanders before taking his own life. Alas, in the middle of his deed, a mysterious being intervenes the act by summoning him and the rest of the bastards he is killing to another world. He curses his bad luck for not being able to fulfill his revenge because of it, but much to his surprise, there is something much better than having his revenge waiting for him. "Layland... Be a Demon King." Thus, his journey of becoming the unparalleled Demon King begins. --- Those who know me are already in the know of my "condition"—minor dyslexia. So, if you find any misspell or 'wtf does this even mean' words, I hope you can pardon me from the insult, and notify me instead. --- Disclaimer: The picture in the cover is originally titled "Final Judgement," which is posted on DeviantArt by CREADFECTUS.

Frona_Gorgophone · 奇幻
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Quick Learner

A few minutes before we proceed to the procession of Mana Pool activation, Valeria warned me about something.

"Using Mana for the first time is the same as letting lava flow through your vein—it's very hurtful. Unlike the Heroes, who are blessed by the God, you will experience a pain that is several folds than normal."

"Why is that so?"

Valeria was explaining me about how my body, due to its lack of prior contact with Mana, would receive a much more pain than it should have upon using Mana. I honestly didn't care much about it that time, but I still nodded my head nonetheless.

The Mana Pool activation was conducted in the Training Field that is not far from my hut, so it didn't take us long to arrive there. Millonia and Ilschevar were already there by the time we arrived, and all of them looked expectant.