Reincarnated as a Monster: The Awakening of a New Era
My life began as something ordinary. I was born into a modest, middle-class family, where every step forward was hard-earned. I grew up in a small town, surrounded by simplicity and struggle, where the weight of expectations and reality constantly pressed down on me. Despite that, I always knew there was more waiting for me—something beyond the ordinary. I clung to that idea, even when things seemed hopeless.
Attending a government school was just the first step. My life was shaped by perseverance. I earned scholarships with each passing year, driven by a relentless pursuit of knowledge. Education was my gateway, and I seized every opportunity that came my way. I studied day and night, mastering subjects that others found difficult—magic, history, and martial arts. These disciplines became my obsession, my escape, and, ultimately, my path to something greater.
Eventually, I was accepted into a prestigious college. It was there that my talent truly blossomed. I thrived, becoming the top student in my field, outshining everyone around me. People started calling me a prodigy, a genius destined for greatness. But while my mind soared to new heights, my heart remained grounded in loneliness. My parents, the only family I had, were gone. No siblings, no lover. The world saw me as someone to be envied, but inside, I was just a man trying to fill a void with achievements.
After graduating, I threw myself into research, becoming a full-time scientist. My work was groundbreaking, pushing the boundaries of magic, science, and history. I made discoveries that changed the world, inventions that challenged the limits of what we believed was possible. My name became synonymous with innovation. But even as the world celebrated my successes, I felt isolated, trapped in the brilliance that had consumed my life.
And then, the demon lord took notice of me.
My research, once hailed as a beacon of progress, became a threat to his reign. I had unknowingly created tools and knowledge that could challenge his dominance, and for that, I had to be eliminated. His attack came without warning. One evening, the sky darkened, and the ground trembled beneath the weight of his army.
They descended upon the town like a swarm of locusts, leaving nothing but destruction in their wake. The town, my home, my sanctuary—it was reduced to ashes within moments. Flames devoured the buildings, screams echoed through the streets, and the air was thick with the stench of death. Men, women, children—it didn't matter. The demon lord's forces slaughtered them all. The survivors and I fought back with everything we had, but we were outmatched, overpowered by the demon lord's overwhelming presence.
I faced him, standing among the fallen. My body was broken, and my strength was fading. I knew this was the end. I had seen death claim too many lives that day, and now, it was coming for me. But I couldn't let him win. Not like this.
In my desperation, I reached for something I had sworn never to use. Forbidden magic—an ancient power that carried a terrible cost. I had studied it, researched it, but I had always known it was too dangerous to wield. Yet, with the town burning around me and my life slipping away, there was no other choice.
I began the incantation, my voice hoarse and trembling. Each word felt heavy, like the weight of the world was hanging on my tongue:
_"Etro maliorum, ventis ferrum, mortis ignium! Salve terram, vita mea tribuatur, inimicos delebuntur! Ultima incantatio, Lux Occidit!"_
The ground beneath me shook as the forbidden spell, *Lux Occidit*, began to take form. The air hummed with energy, crackling like the very fabric of reality was being torn apart. My body became a vessel for the magic, and I felt my life force drain with every passing second. It was as if my soul was unraveling, piece by piece.
A blinding light exploded from within me, engulfing everything in its path. The demon lord, his army, the very earth beneath us—all were consumed b
