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Demonic Practitioner in the Modern Age

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A demonic practitioner once dreamed of becoming an immortal a dream had by many but was forgotten because of the difficulties of the task.The man was determined and sacrificed many things on his journey to this goal but failed by a trick from the heavens.It was revealed that the man practiced demonic arts and he was engaged by many strong people until he eventually died under a Sakura tree not before casting one last curse.Many years later this man’s consciousness returned into an infants body in a new age. (I don’t own the cover image or any used if you want them taken down just comment)
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Chapter 1 - The End Marks a New Beginning

The rain fell upon his head like the tears of the sky along with a crown of falling cherry blossoms as the the tree he had his back too released its leaves from its embrace he looked up."ha… hahaha… HAHAHAHA! What a life I lived huh?!"

The man screamed into the sky seemingly looking for a response.His long black hair was slick with blood,water and mud as it mixed with the ground his skin seemed to shine from the moon while being darkened by dry blood.

His black eyes were empty, two pits of experience and cruelty mixed into two abysses."I was raised knowing that life doesn't give but makes you take!That was how I lived, taking and making others give! stealing energy from the heavens to give to myself!Ripping life from the earth to make mine longer!A magnificently maleficent life don't you you think!?"

The man continued to yell towards the moon and darkened clouds his face contorted with hate."I lived teetering on the edge of death and luxury everyday!Killing as often as I breathed so much so my very presence was regarded as a curse!For what! to die like a weakling under the heavens feet?!"

The man continued his crazed rant fueled with hate and viciousness."I refuse! I refuse to fall here without achieving my dream that I sacrificed everything for! I will become an immortal, a being perfected even if the heavens and earth reject it! No matter what…"

The man looked to his right seeing a dying woman that only had a faint heartbeat "Even if I have to sacrifice that which I love…" as the man finished speaking a bright red light shined from his forehead and a glowing light flew into the woman's stomach.

"I will show the world,heavens and man an immortal as their last sight even if its the last thing I do haHAHAHAhaha.."The man's laugh grew weaker until it eventually faded into nothingness.

"It's a boy!" A deep voice sounded with excitement "doctor the mother blood pressure has dropped!" A young woman's voice sounded with horror "What! Shit she's seizing it's AFE! Get a breathing tube stat!" The man quickly gave orders after diagnosis and the woman scattered "we're going to need more blood packs as well!Someone take the child away!

As I was carried away the man's voice became more and more faint until I could no longer hear it.'it seems the curse worked as I thought it would but where am I?Some sort of medical facility?'

I continued to think as the woman carrying me hurried to another and spoke "Alright let's start" as I was being handled I heard strange terms being thrown around like Apgar test and antiseptic eye drops the only term I could understand was physical examination.

After all this ended I was wrapped up and had a hat put on my head then was put into a weird transparent chest of some sort.I knew I couldn't do much now so I just focused on meditating as well as I could to make sure I had no physical or spiritual mutations I wasn't aware of.

As I finished I heard a conversation occurring right besides me 'How convenient' I mused."The mother has passed and has no immediate relatives that can or will take care of this baby." The male voice from before spoke

"Sigh you know what to do then the only choice is a orphanage or adoption and I don't believe adoption would be possible with this particular case." A new male voice spoke with pity.

"Why wouldn't adopti- oh I see black hair huh truly pitiful." The other man responded with sympathy "Well I heard orphanage's have improved with their environments so don't let it worry you too much." The new man responded before I heard footsteps move away from me.

"I'm sorry kid I pray you live a good life." I heard the familiar man say before I heard him walk away.'So my mother died, so far the curse worked as expected but still having black hair will prevent me from being adopted?I must have arrived somewhere different then expected.Where I was from colors other than black and brown was strange for eyes and hair.'

'Whatever this changes nothing my goal will not change I will become an immortal this life.' I began to meditate once more but this time sensing for a energy in the earth or the air.This energy was called many things by man mana,qi,ki even dharma many different terms.

This energy was used in many different ways but was always used to make one's self stronger.Mages from the west used mana by making circles of condensed mana around their hearts to power their spells.

Ki was used by martial artists to empower their entire body to make it stronger.Qi was used by cultivator's by condensing said qi more and more into their core or dantian usually purifying their body and soul doing so and increasing their lifespans.Dharma was used by monks and was made stronger and differently based on their understanding of the Buddha.

What do I practice you ask? I practice demonic arts the act of ripping out energy from anything containing it and transforming the energy into a new type called demonic energy.This art was hated by most as once this art became popular and caused a ocean of blood to be shed over each other trying to take energy like maddened beasts.I would never have taken this path if that was the end of the story though.

Once a demonic practitioner stopped and thought about this problem and came up with stealing energy from the heavens and earth rather than people,plants or animals.A more effective version of qi cultivation as it immediately turned the energy stolen from the heavens and world into our own thus getting rid of the need to consolidate one's realm.

This art was called by him the devouring art a simple but fitting name.I was astonished there was practically no energy here!Even a graveyard held more energy then this, how was this possible?Energy is emitted by the heavens and earth constantly unless either of those two were harmed this would be impossible.

It will have to do however first I must set the foundation for this technique making a dantian is the very basics after all demonic arts was based off of qi cultivation.First I take the energy from the air and ground and force it into my solar plexus.Then i condense it into a semi solid spherical film that will hold my demonic energy from now on.

If I had not done this before I wouldn't even notice the energy in the air and ground much less form the dantian.I finished as sun came down and as soon as I finished I saw a couple of men coming over.