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A Fraud as Hero and A Hero as Demon Lord: A Twisted Tale

"Erik, you committed a serious crime by plagiarizing a man's work," declared the God. "There are millions of criminals committing worse crimes than mine. Why am I being punished?" Erik retorted. "Because you stole a novel from a man who used to be a hero and died protecting the planet." --- "Hello, fraud. Live in a world as me, the pathetic hero you described, and I will be your greatest adversary, the demon lord," Rome proclaimed with a chilling smile. In this novel, Erik is reborn as the hero of the stolen tale, but the demon lord Rome and the Gods won't allow him a moment's peace. Because who wouldn't? Erik stole a novel from Rome, God's favored child. He plagiarized it, catapulting himself to the position of the world's top novelist while Rome spiraled into despair, ultimately ending his own life. For Rome, the novel wasn't just a collection of words. It was a universe where he had lived through triumph and sacrifice, where every character and plot twist had been a part of his own existence. As a former hero, Rome made a wish to the Gods. He yearned to be reborn as the demon lord in the same world where he had met his end at the hands of the demon lord, with Erik reincarnated as the hero destined to fall by the demon lord's hand. Will Erik defy fate and evade the clutches of the demon lord, or will Rome exact his revenge? Or perhaps, something even more monumental is about to unfold? ---- **Disclaimer:** This novel is a work of fiction and is not based on any real individuals or events. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. It is not intended to offend or attack anyone. I deeply apologize if any content is perceived as offensive.
Leon_Life_or_Death · 20.4K Views

Under the Demon's Onyx Shadow: Why Are Demon Lords Obsessed With Me?

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Very Mature and Explicit Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.
KerriahVoss · 19.9K Views
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