Processing transfer…
Devil lord core aquaring…
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Spiritual primordial body acquiring…
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Intrinsic skills acquiring…
Magic resistance, material creation,and possession…
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Extra skill demon lords haki acquiring…
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Warning: large amounts of energy left over…
Looking for a solution…
Attempting to strengthen the soul…
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The voice in my head is gone. I should be dead, but here I am. I can't really say I care for my first life. I know I was human before, was I a normal person. I don't think I was, I have always wanted to be something more, to be greater, to leave a mark in history. I guess that is the reason for my wish to be king of hell. In the back of my mind I know the golden gates were not opening for me.
When I first opened my eyes all I saw was an endless starless night, and the hellscape I now call home. The demon realm, underworld, hell, call it whatever you will. This was not a place for the weak.
The first thing I was trying to find out is how to use magic. Making fire was not really all that hard. I am a Devil lord, and a primordial daemon. Born at the top of this hell.
Using some water magic to create a reflection, I look at myself. Gold eyes with a black sclera, and golden hair. It really looked like gold.
I have been spending most of my time killing mindless monsters and practicing magic. Thank god for magic because hell is a really boring place. No one to talk with and endless monsters to kill. Right now I have been focusing on fire magic. I want my fire to burn souls, so far no luck.
I have made a discovery, there are two kinds of magic, physical, and spiritual. Physical magic is the manipulation of already existing elements. The other type manipulates the laws of the world.
I met something interesting today, a greater-daemon. I have finally found someone in hell. He was part of my lineage apparently, the gold lineage. That made me the gold primordial.
I also have a title Or. So I went around the demon realm looking for more of my people. I got ten of them working under me. Everything was going great until a red haired woman came at me picking a fight.