Intermission : The Demon King's First Life

I always admired those people that could even let go of their better half so that better half of theirs can go to someone else, they even supported them and truly wishes for their happiness, of course some of them didn't really love their better half but some of them that loved their better half so much that they would have sacrificed themselves for their better half, even so they let go of their lovers with a smile wishing for their lover and the new people that would replace them.

It was truly admirable, even though behind their former lover's back they cried tears, some of them lost what make them fell joy in life, some of them even lost the reason for living, I wishes someday I would become someone like that. As I dreamed, I come back to the reality.

The reality where I didn't fulfil that wishes of the younger me, me who had become 'evil'? but am I truly evil after all she is the one who betrayed me first, she whispered those sweet words to, the same mouth that passionately kissed that bastard, sucking on his penis like it was a heavenly thing, the same face that smiled sweetly and blushed at me, the same face that is covered in that grey liquid, the same body that hugged me, and yet the same body laid there on the bed coated with grey liquid, red liquid, and it all mixed.

'ahh… yes, right, right, I just finished killing this bitch after torturing that bastard huh?' I thought and at the same time I remembered another numerous fictional and real story that he had read.

In those stories it was direct opposite to the one that he liked to read when young, it was filled with hatred, jealousy, and revenge. It was the same thing, their better half left them for another person but unlike the bright and good person who wishes their better half for happiness, no, they didn't they hated their better half that left them, there was various reason for them to hate their former lover, it could be because they felt betrayed, just like how he is right now, it could be because their better half is the only reason for them to live so they desperately want to take back their better half, there is many various reason.

Standing in the middle of the room full of gore is a handsome man with black hair that have red streaks on it, sharp face, sharp eyes, but those appearance that usually gave off heroic feeling is now excluding demonic aura from his body, as he kept starring at the body that is full of stab wounds laying motionless on the bed full of blood, flesh and pieces of internal organs.

"hahahaHAHAHAHA… how laughable, I already achieved half of my dreams to became a Hero only to fail here, well at least it's good that I finally stopped deceiving myself, telling myself that I am a Hero, I am a good guy, well since I already done it, at least I will let some more steam out." I tilted my head backward laughing before hunching forward leaving this room.

Right after I left the room, I made a fireball as small as a baby fist before it lauched toward that room with high speed, spinning and the moment it pierced the stone wall.

BOOM!!!

the room exploded, burning any trace of anything inside that room along with the building itself. Inside that room was the only evidence of the princess and the duke's son being killed. Even with the evidence burned to ashes, I started to kill the innocent citizens of the kingdom, just to satisfy my bloodlust.

Gradually, from the occasionally slashes of Blade Aura to the fireballs, until I dashes madly, laughing non-stop, swinging the Blade Aura left and right, materializing the Flame Armor, shooting of Fire Balls and Fire Lances everywhere.

The city was enveloped in flames in matter of minutes, the elite guards tried to take down the rampaging Hero but they are mercilessly burned to ashes.

Unknown to me, as I immersed myself in the massacres. The flame I shot off changed from whiteish color to a darker one, until it settled in a pure black color, even after the corpses was burned to ashes there was still a horrifying scream on the spot where the corpses have burned to ashes.

Finally, I stood in front of the King who terrified casted a barrier to kept out the flames, the King who saw my changed armor though it was an enemy but as I get closer, the King recognized me even though the changes that happened to me is quiet severe, even if I haven't noticed it yet.

With horns that jutted out from the holes that my transformed amour have, three pairs of bat like wings that is slightly folded to my back, and the ruined cape beneath that wings, surrounding me are specters like being that is burning with dark flames.

"Leonil!! Why did you do this! Why did you betray the Aleal Kingdom!" the King shouted desperately maintaining the shield against the dark flames specters attack.

Although my voice itself haven't changed but the tone, the usual cheerful tone of voice to the mocking one. Times from times in the middle of the slaughter, I asked myself how did I even deceived myself to act like that, so cheerful, kind, even I believed that was my true self.

"Well… blame your bitch like daughter for that old man, oh! Yeah you already know right after all you are the one who let those two met at the first time." I mockingly posed as if I discovered something big.

"I-" without waiting for any responses, I conjured Lances of Black Flames surrounding me before they pierced the barrier and burned the King's body and soul painfully.