I wasn't used to such a peaceful life, usually there'd be a hundred people either questioning my decisions or they'd be screaming my name for absolutely no reason. I was coddled as the youngest son of the demon duke Drachion and surprisingly it was my mother who was the duke and not my father.
My father was a demon commoner and yet he had managed to marry a duke who was only below the loyalty of demons and the king.
My elder brothers were well, older brothers. As usual my magic was very weak and for demons' magic was a very serious deciding matter. Even though I was a weak demon, I had 4 symbols which was similar to my mother's.
But this time unlike my previous life, my body didn't suffer from the needless mana void. In my previous life I couldn't move a lot by myself but as the healthy child of a duke, I could run, I could climb and scream till my lungs gave out. I enjoyed it. Then I noticed the surrounding area and realized that the entirety of the Drachion dukedom was surrounded by mountains on one side while the other side was plane fields spanning more than 971 Kilometers according to records from the library. It was fun with a forest covering half the plane. The only reason this dukedom could survive was probably because of my mother and her army's power.
Surprisingly the loyalty of the demonic kingdom had allowed a duke to have this much power since this dukedom was at a stalemate with the human kingdom beyond the mountains and the miasma filled forest on the other side.
Another point to note is that miasma never affected the demons which seemed pretty weird. I never thought about going to the human kingdoms since one if I went there as I am now it'd be a horror and plus, I was betrayed not once but more than 100 times with only my elder brother being the purest.
Even in this life, I was blessed to have the best brothers. Due to my mana void I was often alienated against so instead of dwelling on that like I did in my last life, I put all my concentration and interest in my physical well-being and yet I was no where near beating the other children who could easily use magic. My brothers would always support me and they would shoo away anyone who would trouble me.
It had officially been 16 years since I had became a demon and I was thoroughly enjoying my life with my best friends Rigor and Theolen. They were just like me and were facing mana deficiency but luckily not mana void. They trained rigorously in methods which didn't require mana with our muscles being honed to the limit.
Our mother trained all 3 of us along with my brother in sword dancing. The Drachion family had a peculiar sword technique which involved dancing. Each step was to be calculated, and a single mistake could mean a mana burst but that wasn't a problem for us since we didn't have a lot of that.
I loved my family very much. They gave me the love I lacked even in my last life and now I finally understood what Kevin felt for me. Now after 16 years, I'd be joining my brothers at the "Adam academy" the most prestigious academy with students from different races ranging from the beasts to humans and even demons. Apparently, it's a school that has set aside its "differences" and has come together for the future.
I asked my mother if I could bring Rigor and Theolen and surprisingly my mother agreed. She got special permission for their application at Adam.
Wait is this too fast, right lemme slow this shit down.
Right after I was born I saw my brothers right. It was interesting after some time. They were normal like any other "human" family considering what you'd call human. The only ones I was familiar were the blood sucking leaches. It was a new feeling of being protected. In my previous life, my brother always saved me from harm's path even laying down his life, maybe this time I can do what I couldn't before. Protect what I love be the best in the world.
Well, I had my goals set and they were grand. Luckily enough, I had memories of my previous life and I could pick the best bodily enhancement though it's gonna take some time.
But firstly, I was still a baby so instead of focusing on my ungrown muscles, I poured my power into my concentration and will power. In this world, the energies are powerful controls that can shaped to your needs. Its like clay but to make a masterpiece, control, precision and concentration were required. Experienced energons (energy users) could easily manipulate their energies while not even breaking a sweat.
I was still far away but time is abundant and I'll do what I can. Considering my mana depletion, what I'll have to focus on would be physical strength. There exists just one form of energy which can sustain and develop physical strength, 'Envelope'. It was a unique energy used by one of my brother's trusted subordinates.
He had mana and energy so he developed this technique to immortalize himself, however he was a failure and didn't perfect his technique leading to there being side effects.
But I exist for a reason.
Using the knowledge imparted to me by my late father in my previous life, I could've gone to war along with my brother but my body had been damaged beyond repair by that time so all I could do was perfect the technique and tell no one.
It was probably a year after I had perfected the technique did the anger residing in me come to surface. I wanted to control the entire world and hence asked for my brother's help.
We who were pawns in a war, decided to be the kings. My craze for battle, to control the war, to be the supreme caught me off-guard when a traveling mage known for selling things that a person might need passed through the country I controlled, he gave me the sword.
That was the second upcoming of misfortune for me. The sword whispered in my ear from time to time. The rage seeped through and in the end my brother gave up his life for me.
I was distraught, my blood boiled. I was the king of the world and yet I stood at the peak all alone. The seat I had prepared for my brother stood alone like me and I was at fault which is when the third misfortune fell upon me.
My most trusted minister who had served me since as long as my brother had died, killed me and around my last breath my wife stood beside him laughing as they kissed intimately in front of me. My anger was at an all-time peak but I was weak and vulnerable and all I could do was watch and die.