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Reborn As A Heroic Demon Lord

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What would you do if you died trying to be a hero, only to be reborn as a Demon Lord? Would you rule over the world with immense power and fear? Or would you try to live a quiet life to avoid making any enemies? Saria Linwood- once Payton- decided that he was going to live this new life to the fullest! He would make friends, learn new things, go on new adventures and reach a new pinnacle of magic! But, what happens when a Demon Lord ends up acting like a Hero?! Will the other Demon Lords just sit back and watch? Will they intervene? Tune in to find out! (Hopefully updating every day! 1.5k-2k words a chapter!) ------------------ (Extract from Chapter 1!) [Welcome, Demon Lord Saria Linwood.] Demon Lord? Saria Linwood? Is this some sort of after-death dream? I thought, my head spinning with thoughts of where I was, what these strange words in front of me were, and what I was going to do next. [This is the world of Aerth. You were chosen to be reborn as one of the Demon Lords due to your virtuous acts before your death.] If you thought my act was heroic, then why am I a Demon Lord? I thought, quickly realizing I was likely arguing with nothing but words. [You are currently in an abandoned farmhouse on the outskirts of the Human Capital, the City of Garrin.] I slowly, and carefully, slid down the log pile, all whilst holding a conversation with the voice in my head. Human Capital? What other cities would there be? I questioned, practically scoffing. [The Elven Capital, Tarrโ€™en is a few miles south, whilst the Dwarven Capital of Horven lies a few miles east.] I stopped in my tracks, coming to a dead stop in the middle of the room. Elves? Dwarves? Demon Lord? Is this some kind of swords and magic world? [In this world swords and magic are commonplace, yes.]

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"Oi, Pay-Pay!" I heard Fiona calling from the other side of the road. "Wait up a sec!"

"I told you not to call me that," I replied, unsure where it even came from.

"But you can call me Fi-Fi so that we're even!" She cheered, beginning her walk towards me.

A loud rumbling was approaching, seemingly with no sign of stopping. I glanced around to find the source of it and noticed a car approaching.

I glanced between my friend crossing the road as if there were a hundred hours in the day and the car driving as if it had to be somewhere twenty minutes ago.

"Watch out!" I warned, noticing that the car seemed to be going faster now. I dashed towards her and saw her eyes widen as she saw the imminent danger.

"Payton!" She yelled, reaching for me. I didn't take her hand, though. I shouldered her out of the way, seeing realization wash upon her face as it all faded to black.

๐˜š๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ? was all I could think as I stared into the infinite darkness. ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.

I must have only been in the abyss for a few moments before streaks of light appeared all around me, not too dissimilar to the way sci-fi movies depicted wormholes. The streaks of light grew in numbers until they meshed together to revealโ€ฆ

A bland room. Brown wood surrounded me, logs stacked high against every smooth, stone wall. I felt below me and noticed I was also sitting on a pile of logs on the furthest end of the room.

[๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐’๐š๐ซ๐ข๐š ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ฐ๐จ๐จ๐.]

๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜š๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ-๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ? I thought, my head spinning with thoughts of where I was, what these strange words in front of me were, and what I was going to do next.

[๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ž๐ซ๐ญ๐ก. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐›๐จ๐ซ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก.]

๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ค, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ ๐˜ข ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ? I thought, quickly realizing I was likely arguing with nothing but words.

[๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐š๐ง ๐š๐›๐š๐ง๐๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐‚๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ฅ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐†๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ง.]

I slowly, and carefully, slid down the log pile, all whilst holding a conversation with the voice in my head.

๐˜๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ? ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ? I questioned, practically scoffing.

[๐“๐ก๐ž ๐„๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ฅ, ๐“๐š๐ซ๐ซ'๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‡๐จ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ญ.]

I stopped in my tracks, coming to a dead stop in the middle of the room.

๐˜Œ๐˜ญ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด? ๐˜‹๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด? ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ?

[๐ˆ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ.]

I continued out of the farmhouse, conversing with what I lovingly dubbed my 'Menu'.

It answered every question I had as best as it could, which helped me get informed about my new world.

I made my way to Garrin, guided by my Menu. On the journey, which only lasted around two hours, I stopped by a river to drink and wash up.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ I thought, running a hand down my face.

Billowing obsidian hair, pale skin, and gray pupils. My appearance didn't differ from how I'd imagined every villain in fantasy books in my past life.

After admiring my new appearance- which was a considerable upgrade- I remembered what my Menu had said.

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ค? I asked mentally, finally becoming accustomed to my thoughts receiving answers.

[๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐”๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ฎ๐ž ๐€๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ก ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ.]

๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ I thought, cracking my neck in preparation.

๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, I thought, holding my hand up. A fireball the size of a house erupted from my hand and launched itself at the trees on the other side of the river.

[๐€๐ฌ ๐š ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ซ.]

๐˜ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ I thought, watching as my spell devoured the ocean of greenery.

๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.

I raised my hand once more, watching as a small-scale tsunami leaped from it, reversing my prior actions. I realized, however, that by setting the forest on fire and drowning it afterward I had killed a few monsters.

A small activity window appeared in the bottom left of my vision, small enough so it wasn't a hindrance but large enough to make out.

Similar to the credits after movies, a list ran down it showing all of the wildlife I had exterminated. Many of the names were things I had never seen before such as a Tigrera=, a Ginman, and a Lornen.

Numbers appeared next to each of these notifications, but a message appeared at the bottom of it, stating:

[๐†๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ ๐„๐—๐, ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐Ÿ–]

I decided to continue on my journey and was able to see the city from the path. A carriage passed me by, but I barely noticed it as I tried to come to terms with my new abilities.

๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ? ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต.

"Help!" a voice yelled from the carriage up ahead. A middle-aged, slightly tubby man came running towards me, his eyes watering in fear of whatever he was trying to flee from. "Run, boy! That thing's gonna kill us!"

I looked back to his carriage, which was now in pieces. Next to the wreckage stood a figure, about 8 feet tall with muscles as big as my head. Two rounded ears sat atop its head, and as my vision focused I finally realized what it was.

A tiger on its hind legs, staring me down with an intensity unlike any other.

๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?

[๐€ ๐“๐ข๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ซ๐š. ๐€ ๐-๐‚๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž.]

๐˜'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ I thought, not questioning why I felt so calm in this situation. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต?

"Aren't you listening to me?" The man screamed, trying to tug me by my shoulder. "A kid like you can't fight that thing, let's just run to the city and alert the guards!" He ordered, glancing between the gate which was only 20 minutes up the road.

"I'll be alright," I said, removing his hand gently. "I think I'm quite strong."

"You're quite fucking stupid is what you are! It's not my fault you're throwing your life away!" He yelled over his shoulder, making a panicked dash for safety. I watched as he nearly fell several times, only being kept on his feet by sheer luck.

A growl and footsteps strong enough to make the ground beneath me shake brought my attention back to my opponent. The Tigrera was approaching, yet I felt no fear. As though by instinct, I raised my hand.

The rocks at my feet responded to my call, floating up to my hand before propelling towards the beast which stood before me. As the rocks crashed into the bipedal tiger's body gashes began to appear.

The growls began to turn from confident to angry, and when my opponent was only a few steps away I stopped my barrage.

"I am warning you. Leave this place if you wish to continue living," I said, staring it dead in the eyes. In response, the Tigrera roared in my face and got spittle over my face and clothing. "I warned you."

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ? I asked, with my thoughts moving faster than I thought possible.

[๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฒ.]

Good enough for me.

I wound up a punch, remembering those few boxing lessons I did a few years back and unleashed a body shot. I heard the beast exhale a coarse gasp and felt its ribs breaking against my fist.

After pulling my fist back from my first punch, I grabbed it by the ears and brought my knee up to meet its nose. The crunching sound wasโ€ฆ satisfactory to say the least. It was so satisfying that I did it once more.

To finish my frenzy of attacks I clenched my fist and decided to test how far I could push magic.

๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ.

I could feel the gravitational pull that my hand was creating, the wind around it whirling to a center and the pressure it was putting on my hand. I was able to use it, but not for long due to the immense pain it was causing after only a few seconds of use.

I decided not to see what would happen if I maintained that magic for too long and acted quickly. I leaped up to meet its face and throw an overhead punch, hitting it on the top of its skull.

The Tigrera slumped after the punch, lifeless.

[๐†๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ ๐„๐—๐. ๐‘๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐‹๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐Ÿ—.]

I grabbed the beast by its tail and dragged it behind me as I made my way to the gate. I was in my head, pondering magic's limits.

It's able to make its gravitational pull, it can create the elements out of thin air. Was it on Earth? Were magicians able to tap into its powers and never told us?

"I'm telling you, you need to get a platoon out there!" I heard a familiar voice plead, pointing in the direction I had just walked from. "There's a boy over there trying to fight a massive Tigrera! He's going to die!"

"Sir, we do not have the power to have a unit deployed. Our job is to make sure no monsters enter this city," a guard stated, holding him at an arm's length. "If you want to help that boy, then head over to the adventurer's guild and ask for he-"

"Sir," another guard interrupted. "Is that the boy?"

"What? Are you insane? How could he have handled that beast in the time I've been he-" the man was stunned to see me, and equally as shocked at the beast I had in tow.

"This beast destroyed that man's cart, so I killed it," I stated, dropping it in front of the guards- who were just as stunned as the man.

"Where is your party?" One of the guards asked, glancing behind me.

"I'm alone," I shook my head. "I'm just coming to enroll in the Academy."

The guards looked to each other, then to the man. A silent agreement seemed to be made by the three of them, though I didn't know what.

"What's your name?" One of them asked.

"Saria Linwood."

"What age are you?"

"Seventeen."

"Are you an adventurer?"

๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ? I thought, running a hand through my hair in thought.

"Not officially, I just like to fight monsters," was all I could muster. I hadn't known it before, but that statement held more truth in it than I first believed.

I was a Demon Lord to the core, it seemed.