Many voices rang in my ears when a sword pierced my heart. I didn't open my eyes, afraid to see the face of my slayer.

"The Demon King is dead!"

No, I'm still awake. I'm not dead yet, I can still hear your war cries. But that was only temporary. Soon the voices died down and the only thing I could hear was my heartbeat.

"This is too soon, I'm not defeated yet!" I cried, but there was no one to hear. I understood that this was the end of my story but I couldn't accept it. I wondered what happened to my people after the war. I was a greedy tyrant that overlooked his responsibilities and it looked like I was getting punished for it.

But before I could even accept my death, a familiar voice called out to me.

[Master!]

Instinctively I opened my eyes somehow. Recognising the voices calling for me, I tried to answer back.

"Buubo!"

A strange sound came out of my mouth when I tried to speak. My experiences were enough to understand that this was the voice of a child, a newborn baby. However, I felt my throat vibrate every time I tried to speak. Maybe to answer the questions raising inside my head, the voices spoke again.

[Master! Welcome back, we were waiting for your return!]

We? How many of them were in my head? This was ridiculous, I wasn't sure how but I was still alive. Strangely possessing a baby and hearing voices speak in my mind.

[Do not worry, Master. We are your subordinates. We have worked hard to bring you back.]

Oh, I sensed the familiarity. I now understand who they were.

{Arnosh and Roxa.}

Hearing me call their names, they sounded like they had won a hunt.

[Yes! Master, you remember. We were worried that you wouldn't have your memories.]

Theses two were my most loyal subordinates, even before I was Demon King. And seemingly, they looked responsible for why I was in a child's body.

{Explain what is happening.}

This command made them panic, and they hurriedly explained within a breath.

[Master, you are now the first child of Duke Falkthorne. Your body was destroyed during the war and there were no newborn demons alive. This child was the closest born during your defeat.]

The revelation was shocking but it answered many questions. As the father is Duke Falkthorne then we're currently in the Eryndale. However they still haven't explained how I was revived and how they're communicating with me.

{Tell me how I'm here, and why I can hear you.}

They kept me waiting for a while before speaking with a despairing tone. It felt like they wanted to tell me but we're hesitant.

[Master, we preserved your mind with mana. We also took help from our mage that we rescued but he later died due to stress. And as to why you can hear use is because we're exist without a physical body.]

{Do you mean you're ghosts?}

[No, Master. We've only lost our bodies but we'll be with you because our manaheart was used to revive you.]

I felt surprised and somewhat proud. My subordinates sacrificed themselves in order to revive me. I understood what they wanted. It was the very reason they brought me back, they were seeking revenge with my help. I figured it's my responsibility to avenge my people but I would have to know many things, and also grow up in this feeble baby.