Chapter 1: The Reluctant Transmigrator
Kaito Ryujin, a young man with striking purple hair, walked towards the Demon Dispel Bureau with a mix of trepidation and resignation. His white robe, adorned with intricate silver embroidery, seemed to glow in the morning light, but his expression told a different story.
As he approached the bureau, Ryujin's thoughts drifted to his mundane life as a transmigrator. "I've been working every day, hoping that one day I'd be transferred. I just want to get away from the bureau and even further away from the demons."
The sound of clanging chains and murmurs of imprisoned demons grew louder, drawing Ryujin back to reality. He steeled himself, pushing aside his doubts and fears.
Upon entering the building, Ryujin was greeted by a sea of prison cells, each one containing a different type of demon. His gaze swept across the rows of cells, his eyes lingering on each demon before moving on to the next.
That's when he saw her – the Little Dead Charmer. Her melodic voice called out to him, "Help me, please... I'm just a young girl." Ryujin's heart skipped a beat as he turned to face her.
The Little Dead Charmer's beauty was captivating – porcelain skin, raven-black hair, and eyes that shone like stars in the night sky. She was dressed in a flowing white gown, her slender form swaying gently as she moved.
Ryujin's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with caution. He knew better than to trust a demon, especially one as notorious as the Little Dead Charmer.
Ryujin descended into the Little Dead Charmer's prison cell, keys jingling in his hand as he unlocked the door. A sly, mischievous smirk spread across her lips, illuminating her porcelain skin. Under her charm's influence, Ryujin stepped inside, his movements mechanical and lacking the usual spark.
The Little Dead Charmer's smile widened, revealing razor-sharp fangs that glinted in the dim light. She pounced, her body transforming into a blur of motion as she sprang towards Ryujin. Her eyes gleamed with a malevolent intensity, and her raven-black hair seemed to writhe like living tendrils.
Ryujin, still entranced by her charm, couldn't react. His eyes remained frozen, unable to look away from the captivating sight before him. The Little Dead Charmer's fangs sank into his neck with a vicious snap, aiming for the tender flesh.
However, instead of piercing flesh, her teeth met an unexpected resistance. It was as if she had bitten into solid stone, or perhaps even steel. Her fangs trembled, on the verge of shattering, and a faint look of surprise flickered across her face.
A system message flashed in Ryujin's mind, the words scrolling across his consciousness like a digital ticker:
"You have been attacked by a demon... The anti-demon system has been activated... Whenever you're attacked by a demon, you'll get stronger... Attacked by Little Dead Charmer... Defense +1."
Ryujin's eyes snapped open, and he stumbled backward, panic setting in as he struggled to break free from the Little Dead Charmer's charm. His heart racing, he collided with the cold stone wall, the impact sending shockwaves through his entire body.
The Little Dead Charmer's eyes flashed with excitement as she lunged at him once more, her movements lightning-fast and deadly. Her speed and agility far surpassed Ryujin's, and she pinned him against the wall with ease.
As her fangs descended, Ryujin closed his eyes, resigned to his fate. He felt a sense of impending doom, as if his life was about to be extinguished like a candle in the wind. But another system message interrupted his thoughts:
"Attacked by Little Dead Charmer... Defense +1."
The Little Dead Charmer's attack slammed Ryujin into the wall, creating a spiderweb of cracks that radiated outward from the point of impact. However, her fangs still couldn't penetrate his skin, and a look of confusion flickered across her face.
Ryujin's eyes widened as he realized the truth: the system was real, and he could gain strength from demon attacks. A spark of hope ignited within him, and he felt a newfound determination to survive this ordeal.
The Little Dead Charmer charged again, her eyes blazing with fury. Ryujin, driven by panic and desperation, raised his palm in a wild, flailing motion, hoping to deflect her attack.
As the Little Dead Charmer closed the distance between them, she was suddenly met with a palm thrust squarely in her face. The impact was so intense, so unexpectedly forceful, that she recoiled for a brief moment, her eyes widening in surprise as she stumbled backward. Ryujin, meanwhile, was inwardly pondering the system's functions, his mind racing with questions. "What are the capabilities of this system?" he thought, his curiosity piqued. The system promptly replied, its digital voice echoing in his mind, "This is the Anti-Demon System. You gain strength whenever you're attacked by a demon."
The Little Dead Charmer's annoyance was palpable, her anger simmering just below the surface. "How dare this despicable human lay his hands on me? I must make him pay with his life!" she snarled, her voice venomous, charging at Ryujin with renewed ferocity. As she approached, she increased her powers, her speed and agility surging to unprecedented heights. Her slender form seemed to blur, her movements becoming a whirlwind of color and motion. She stretched forth her right hand, making a grabbing gesture at Ryujin's neck. Her fingers closed around his throat like a vice, lifting him off the ground and slamming him into the floor with incredible force.
The speed of her attack was a blur to Ryujin, leaving him disoriented and reeling. One moment he was standing, the next he was crashing into the ground, his body trembling from the impact. The system's notification flashed in his mind, a reassuring presence amidst the chaos: "Attacked by Little Dead Charmer: Defense +2."
Ryujin was astonished to discover that, despite the Little Dead Charmer's brutal assault, he felt no pain whatsoever. This realization dawned on him, a warm glow of understanding spreading through his mind: with the Anti-Demon System, no demon could ever harm him. Emboldened by this newfound confidence, he smiled wryly at the Little Dead Charmer, his lips curling upward in a faint, defiant grin. "You really scared me," he said, his voice laced with a hint of amusement, a touch of irony. "For a moment there, I thought I wasn't going to make it."
The Little Dead Charmer's fury intensified at Ryujin's nonchalant demeanor, her anger boiling over like a cauldron left unattended. "How could a mere human with such a low cultivation withstand my strength?" she seethed, her voice a venomous hiss, activating her battle mode. Her eyes turned a fiery red, blazing with an inner fire, and a purple aura erupted from her body, amplifying her power and speed. With a fierce battle cry, she unleashed a flurry of punches, reminiscent of a JoJo-esque barrage. Ryujin's eyes widened in terror as the thousands of punches hurtled toward him, a whirlwind of fists and fury.
However, as the blows landed on his being, the system's notifications flooded his mind, a reassuring chorus of digital voices: "Attacked by Little Dead Charmer: Defense +2 +2 +2…."