"You fiend!" yelled a blonde haired boy in some gold armor with a cape. His sword was directly towards me, indicating his will to fight.. "My name is Mikael! In the name of the Goddess, I shall slay you!"
"Slay me?" I looked at him menacingly with a sinister smile, "You'd be lucky enough to touch me."
"All you demons say the same thing." Mikael readied himself, "Come!" I simply laughed at his attempt and infused my body with DEMON SPARK (™).
"I see you have chosen your deathbed!" I yelled as I launched myself at great speed from my throne. The first strike would be a flip into an ax kick, surrounding myself with purple lighting bolts. Even though our eyes were locked, my boot made contact with his blade before he knew it.
Ah, before I continue, you all need some background about my magnificent self, don't you? I am Moln, the demon who will rule the Dezemov Region as its new Demon King! Our current king is nearing the end of his 1000 year lifespan, and many demons are vying to take his spot. Only the strongest will be chosen. Being the demon king means absolute power over the region. People will fear me. People will worship me. Women would fawn all over me. What a lavish lifestyle!
Even though I was born and raised in the Demenov slums, I trained my entire life to achieve this goal. Physical training, daily: 100 pushups, 100 squats, 100 km run. All this, all day, every day for 21 years gave me my PERFECT physique. Of course, a future Demon Lord has to show off the fruits of his labor. My outfit? Black pants, silver gauntlets, and silver boots. My sleek white hair is pulled back, making way for my horns. Most importantly, I fly shirtless. The signature dark skin of demons knitted well into built biceps, abs, and pecs. Maybe a little scarf to keep it snazzy~
When it comes to magic, note that there are five main elements: fire, water, earth, wind, light, and dark. Us demons have an affinity with dark magic, and a tiny bit of the rest. Some may have more mana than others, resulting in either powerful dark magic spells or consistent output.
I wasn't born with that much mana, but I did get my hands on a fire magic grimoire while exploring some ruins. Other forms of magic are frowned upon here in Dezemov, but I don't care. I can infuse my body with this, resulting in even higher strength, speed, and agility. I should let you know that I have also trained in traditional demonic martial arts. Using this, I was able to develop a NEW form of magic, one that only I can use! I call it, DEMON SPARK (™). Cool name, huh? It comes with a badass purple lightning effect too. Of course, I could simply use it as a ranged attack, but that's for pussies.
One more thing. Demons, especially those that have candidacy for a demon lord, own a dungeon in the human lands. We use these not just to live, but also to horde our riches, keep our pet monsters, or even host a harem. I got mine by carefully outing the previous owner when he left to go buy some groceries. Currently there's only one room in my dungeon, a large area built with stone, held up by pillars, and a velvet throne on the end. Behind that is my valuable (but currently empty) treasure box. It may be small, but I have plans! I'm going to make this place big and grand, befitting for a future Demon Lord. The only issue now are the humans.
You see, they often come to dungeons to pillage them. Humans worship a figure known as the goddess, who bestows them with blessings. Apparently in their scripture, we're the bad guys. Seems a bit unfair to me, but hey. The current demon lord has stabilized relations with human nations for a while now, though tensions have been slowly rising recently.
Ok, that's enough explanation. I have this pesky human to deal with.
"Oho?" I said, "You were able to block it huh?"
Mikael smirked, "This is nothing!" Both of us were locked in a battle of strength. How was he able to compete with me with those twig arms? Must be some OP stat bonus from his "goddess". Seeing as this struggle is going nowhere, I backflipped away using the momentum. "What? Running away?" he yelled. I could tell he was trying to sound strong here. Sorry buddy, it's just not working.
"Tell me human." I asked, "How have you attained this power?"
"The goddess herself has blessed me with the status of HERO." Mikael said, "Using this, I shall eradicate the evil demons and save the world from the demon king!"
"You? Kill the demon king? Ridiculous." I couldn't help but break out into laughter at those words. I then cast DEMON SPARK (™) on myself, focusing it into my arms. Purple sparks emanated from my body and around my muscles. It's showtime! "You say that, and you borrow your power? You don't compare to me, as I, Moln, will be the next demon king! I'll send you straight to that stupid goddess!" I dashed at him while winding up a left punch. The goal is to feint and hit him with a right hook, and then combo off of that.
…but plans don't always play out as you intend to. Just as I was about to collide with Mikael's face, he pulled out a strange medallion shaped device with a heart on it. The moment I saw it, my vision went white. My whole body felt as if I were floating. I could feel myself, shrinking? I thought so at first, but two wrists suddenly appeared on my chest. Something disappeared between my legs, and I could feel hair flowing behind my head and onto my back. A metallic object latched itself onto my neck. What kind of sick freak's magic was this?!
I was able to regain my vision after a while, feeling very tired. "W-what did you do?!" I stuttered. That's when I noticed that something was off. The arms and hands I had were not manly and strong, they were smooth and slender…but I soon realized the gravity of the situation when I looked down. "WHAT ARE THESE?!" Panicked, I felt the mounds on my chest. They were very much real…and a little sensitive. I then tried searching my groin for my best friend. It was gone. My voice had also become high-pitched, which I realized soon after. Suddenly, Mikael summoned a water based mirror that appeared in front of me. I was able to take a good look at myself.
All the hard work that I had spent developing my physique was…gone. What looked back at me was a girl, with feminine proportions, soft silky hair, and long eyelashes.
"Moln, for the crimes you have committed as a demon , I sentence you to become a mere weak succubus!"
"W-what…?" A succubus?! These are the lowest of the low for demonkind! A demon becomes a succubus when they have sold their bodies over to the humans. How could he have the power to do that?! Also...what crimes? I didn't even do anything yet!
"...and my new maid!"
"HUH?" What was he saying? How could I be reduced to such a sorry state so easily? Any future demon king won't accept this. I then set my eyes on him, preparing to lunge at him again, but the moment I had that thought, I felt a burst of pain around my neck. "ACK-"
Mikael held up the heart shaped medallion with a snobby, triumphant look on his face. "I wasn't sure this gift from the goddess would come in handy one day~" He snickered. "That collar around your neck, if you disobey me or hurt the ones I love, it will shock you. I am essentially your master now."
"Tch. Master? Don't mess with me." I stared at him with a glare that could kill a man.
"You're looking at me with a look that could kill a man." Mikael said, "Sorry, it doesn't work with how cute you look now~"
"You'll regret this…" I snarled, but was instantly hit with a towel to the face, easily knocking me to the ground. I was really that frail now…
"Use this to cover yourself. My maids need to be modest after all!" Mikael then reached a hand out towards me like a savior reaching towards a hurt civilian. "Come, I'll take you to your new home at my manor. There, you can meet your fellow maids!"
I really didn't have a choice there so I took his hand. That stupid goddess, giving humans cheat skills. I had to work my ass off to get to where I am, but he gets all that just for existing? Also, that medallion…just what even was that power? Damn…from potential demon lord to a weak succubus maid. Could I even reach my goals in this sorry state?