100 years ago one of the legendary Heroes of old came to this world to kill the powerful Demon King. His existence said to be a threat to the peace of this world was vanquished and so the Hero was summoned to defeat him. After the Demon Kings death peace was brought to the lands.
I was reincarnated in such a world but not as the Hero but as the next Demon King.
I was a soldier in my previous life, I fought against many enemies and died in the line of fire. I served my country and hoping I'd find peace in Heaven I reopened my eyes in a a baby's crib. Seemingly paralysed I try move my body, I cry out and I am picked up by a large woman. She whispers to me in a foreign language until I open my eyes fully out my daze of waking up. I look down at my hands seeing skin is blood red. I cry more thinking it was blood but then I look to the large woman figure realising her skin is also red.
"I've been reincarnated?!", I say to myself. Reeling in confusion and fear. I try and assemble my thoughts figuring out a plan. "I'm a weird red skinned baby and this must be my mother, I can't understand her. She's speaking gibberish." "Şœyṉ ůæę ŵœøÿ bŋă", the figure says softly to me. "What is she saying??!!!" I say confused while the words slowly make me drift asleep.
2 years pass, I've been sent to hell. Demons roam the halls of this castle and I've been turned into a Demon baby made to suffer. The red woman is obviously my mother I've begun understanding her little by little, but she doesn't speak to me in proper sentences so I've been restarting in terms of my understanding of the language. "Oh my bæðÿ łœķ ħëřű" she always says when she sees me. Always with the same smile, I've grown custom to it and I cannot hate it. "Bed time" she says softly, the only sentence I always understand.
3 years later I've learnt to walk and have been repeating to myself information from my previous world and have stolen a crude pencil from my "mother" and written in down as not to forget. So far I've written the recipe for how to make; soap, crude gunpowder, farming methods and a water mill, I learnt most of these things watching various shows and anime and only remembering after trying hard for the past 2 years. My "mother" found them at one point but couldn't understand it thinking it was merely scribbles so paid no mind to it, thank god. They may as well have been scribbles because of these toddler hands.
Ive started a diary as my mother has been fuelling my drawings by giving me paper. Careful only to write in English as I have now full fluency in what my mother says. "Oh my sweet little one, you turn 5 tomorrow! As such you will meet your father!" She says excitedly. I'm all honesty she's one of the shining figures of my life here in this castle. I wonder out of my room often and I realise there only 4 servants here. They are very distant and don't talk to me unless I start conversation even then it is limited. "Dather?" I reply to my mother. "Yes I am one of your father's concubines and one of his generals, I am one of the Demon Lords! Isn't that coooool? Your mom is very powerful within the Demon armies" she says with her usual happiness. "Wooowwww your so cool mother!" I say slightly sarcastically. "Call me momma dear, I don't know where you learnt mother from! Hmph anyways your father will assess your growth tomorrow and see you for a gift at your 5th birthday like he does with all his children. So rest my baby your father awaits you when you awaken." She kisses me to sleep keeping me well rested.
End chapter 1