《Demon’s Virtue》Demon's Virtue
Advertisement
Chapter 280: 280
Eiro took a step forward toward the enormous tree that stretched out beyond the clouds . People were walking past him, everything was just so noisy and incredibly hectic . Not only that tree was huge, but so were all the buildings surrounding the Demon, as if he had suddenly been shrunken down and that’s why everything seemed so large . But that obviously wasn’t the case, seeing how nobody seemed to be that much taller than him .
It was a woundrous sight, but at the same time frightening . Eiro had never heard of a place like this, but he was seeing it with his own height .
The Demon stared up at the sky, before he suddenly heard someone speak something that was completely out of tune with everything else that was being said by all these people .
“An incredible sight, is it not?” A sweaty man in a dark gray suit pointed out, smiling at Eiro as he walked past the Demon . The moment that Eiro looked at him, it seemed like he already stopped acknowledging even his existence . And then, another person spoke . A young girl, maybe twelve or thirteen, looking down at some kind of thick card in her hands while walking next to a girl of similar age, “Oh, this is not real, so there is no need to attempt to speak to anyone but me . ”
The Demon turned his head toward the girl and frowned deeply, “And who are you, exactly?”
“You already know, don’t you?” An elderly man spoke with a weak voice from right behind Eiro, and the Demon turned around to look at him, but was already being ignored again .
“You know, this is pretty annoying . Even if you’re this very world, I think it’s still a bit rude to play around like that . ” The Demon pointed out . It didn’t take long for the Demon to hear a voice from all around him .
It was neither a feminine voice, nor a masculine one, while at the same time being both . As if two completely different voices, or every single voice there was, or just the voice of a single ambiguous person, was sounding out all at once . Eiro was confused over what he was hearing right now . He was neither able to pin-point what exactly it was no matter how hard he tried, even with the abilities that he had .
“You are right, I was quite rude . I apologize . It has just been a while since I have truly spoken to someone in this fashion . ” The voice spoke, and a few moments later, Eiro noticed that everything around him just stopped . He didn’t know when, just that everything was currently stopped, as if time had been frozen .
And right from the center of the crowd of people walking through these streets, Eiro could see a man step forward . Or at least Eiro thought it was a man at first . The next moment, he thought it might be a woman . A child, to be exact . Or maybe an elderly one . This being’s appearance was just as confusingly chaotic as their voice was .
Advertisement
“I assume you have a question or two for me to get out of the way before our negotiations?” This ambiguous figure in front of Eiro pointed out . The Demon looked back at it and slowly nodded his head, “I do . I was just told that you weren’t sentient, but that seems to be false . ” Eiro pointed out, and the figure in front of him nodded its head . At this point, Eiro noticed that the crowd that filled out this whole huge street before now suddenly disappeared completely, although he didn’t notice them ever leave after being frozen in time .
With a laugh, the being in front of Eiro started to speak, “Sentience is something hard to determine for some . Mostly, I simply am and know . The assumption that I am not sentient is true during those times, simply because it is unneccessary for me to show myself in my true capability . It is rare for me to show myself to others, but you yourself are just as rare, so I thought it to be fitting . “
“Should I feel honored?” Eiro asked, and the figure quietly laughed, “You can feel insulted or honored, it matters little to me . “
“Then can I ask you what makes me so rare that you would show yourself to me?”
“You already kno-“
“Fine, let me rephrase . ” Eiro interrupted the being in front of him, “What am I? Why am I in control of my monstrosity without the interference of magic or others’ abilities? Why does my bane affect me differently to other creatures? Why do I have abilities that no others have?”
“Those are excellent questions . Allow me to answer them to a certain amount . You are a Demon that has been artificially created by the Monster King, which currently has an ability that it has copied from me and which it uses to expand its army and own power . During your creation, a mistake happened to the Monster King, turning you into a variant monster . Although, even then you would have been special compared to others of your kind if that did not happen due to the nature of your soul . It seemed to have worked in your benefit nonetheless, however . ”
Eiro looked back at the figure in front of him . Those are things that he managed to figure out himself, with the exception of the bit about the nature of Eiro’s soul . Before he could speak, the being did so instead, “You have control over yourself to that extent due to your own power . Your will was strong enough to break through the fickle boundaries created by your birth . And now to your last two questions, which can be answered in the exact same way . ” The being explained to Eiro, and he immediately understood what it was trying to tell him before it even finished speaking . This being’s voice was simply so full of intent that it was hard not to realize after hearing just a single one of its breaths .
Advertisement
Eiro looked at the being with a deep stare, and it stared back just the same, or that’s what Eiro thought at least . It was hard to tell . The being stood there and slowly opened its mouth .
“I do not know . ” It said bluntly, and Eiro looked back at the being confused, “What do you . . . Aren’t you supposed to be all-knowing or something?”
With a laugh as if what Eiro just said was completely ridiculous, the being shook its head, “Of course not, what gave you that idea? I am neither all-knowing, nor all-powerful . I simply am what I am, and know what I need to know . I am not a god, I am simple the amalgamation of the forces of nature . As you can see, I am not one . I am many, taking form as one . An intricately woven net of laws that each exist as their own entity, creating the bigger picture . I am that bigger picture . There are a myriad of beings that are more powerful or more knowledgeable than I am . I was able to tell you what you are in the simplest form, what your physical body tells about you . I know your soul is special, but I do not know why or how it is special . I apologize . “
” . . . No, don’t apologize . I was still able to learn a few things . . . I think at least . I might forget them sooner or later again . “
“Truly so, but you must be aware that nothing is ever truly destroyed . What is lost can always be regained in one way or another . ” The being explained, and Eiro looked at it with a slow nod, “I understand . “
“I knew you would . “
Eiro turned his head and looked up at the giant tree, “Now, can you tell me what this is? Where this is? You wanted to show it to me, right?”
“No, I simply helped out an old friend with a favor . See this as a message that has been relayed through me to you . I cannot see inside of you, my child . I can tell you where the first flower of spring will bloom, I can tell you how many spirits matured during our conversation, or I can tell you just what I love about what all life did with every aspect of my being . But I cannot tell you what this is . All I can tell you is that it is not a part of me . “
” . . . Not a part of you . . ?” Eiro asked confusedly, “What do you mean?”
“I meant what I said . Ah, but it is different to that child of yours, that much I can tell you . This may not be a part of me, but it does not feel foreign, you see?” The being in front of Eiro explained as it stepped up next to the Demon and look at the crown of the giant tree together with him .
“Now, I think it is time that we finally do what you came to me for . We have trailed off for long enough . ” It explained, and Eiro looked at the world in humanoid form with a nod on his, ready to face whatever was about to happen .
“You wish to form a bond with me to make a gateway to the Spirit Realm, a gateway running through the elemental planes as a brdige of sorts, a part of you?” This being asked, and Eiro slowly nodded his head . This being seemed to word things in peculiar ways, but as far as Eiro could remember, that was exactly why he came here .
“Then I must warn you, this experience will be a rather grueling one . It will become yours, but it will take a long time until it will truly be a part of you . Like you, the gateway will shift and change . It will be shaped according to what you are, and you will in turn be shaped by what it is . Are you aware of this?”
Eiro looked back and bluntly nodded his head, “Now I am, at least . “
With a smile, the being in front of Eiro nodded its head as it approached the Demon . It slowly placed its hands onto his chest . And then, Eiro felt a deep force hit him, and he was pushed back at an incredible speed . But soon, that force was stopped when he hit a tree, obviously stopping him for now .
The Demon was in pain, but for now, it wasn’t that bad . He slowly stood up and rubbed the dirt and leaves off of his clothes, before taking a look around . Instead of that town, he was suddenly inside of a deep forest .
And right above him, Eiro saw a sun darkened through an eclipse . But something was weird, simply off .
The rays of light that were shining through the cracks of the seemingly recently shattered moon didn’t illuminate the world somehow .
Advertisement
- In Serial38 Chapters
Rise of the Dragon General: Formative Years
Firecores. They are feared, hated. Societies across the world of Rivaga destroy them simply for existing, those unfortunate souls born with red eyes and gray hair. Hiding in one such society, firecored Arthur Cendrillion is fiercely ambitious, highly skilled, and smarter than anyone truly realizes--but he has a soft spot: his daughter. And little Cel has a lot of growing up to do. Multi-POV. Family. A darker take on Slice of Life fantasy. Prequel Novella to main story. COMPLETE.
8 167 - In Serial374 Chapters
Tur Briste
A Druid cultivation novel. Borrows concepts from Wuxia and Xianxia but using Druid myth and lore. More on this at the bottom. Crow is son of Maddox, a Druid with an ancient bloodline and a people with a story spanning toward the beginning of time. Cursed, unfated, and a heap of bad luck have brought him only pain and suffering, but nothing will stop him. Nothing can stop him. A son of Maddox doesn’t bow his head. A son of Maddox understands that only a man with roots, with something to lose, will fight until the last drop of blood leaves his body. The Draoidh were once a proud people. They were both respected and hated for their form of righteousness. Power wasn’t something they gained through the might of their arms, but through intelligence. Their fall was all the more disheartening for the weaker cultivators. The tens of thousands of years that followed… chaos reigned. They forced Draoidh until most fled to the lower realms, nearly wiped out and exhausted. They went into hiding and became known as the Druids of the Oak. The Druid Order wasn’t the powerhouse it had been, and only nine of the major clans survived the calamity. Their bloodline weakened, as well as their prestige. Even the remaining clans fought amongst each other. Already on the decline and near extinguished, the Maddox clan can only struggle for survival, but their foundation wasn’t a joke. Weakened, but not weak. The other clans will understand this difference soon enough. Tur Briste, the Shattered Tower, awaits Crow’s ascension. Reaching the upper realms is only the first step in reestablishing the Draoidh. The Druids of the Oak remembered every betrayal and grievance, and they’ll return to power and reclaim what once belonged to them. The upper realms may have forgotten, but the Druid Order has not. Please Note:1) This is harem story. There are only a few chapters with sex, and it’s not a focus of the story. I’ll only add graphic sex if I feel the story needs it, so not gratuitously. Either way, Crow has several women. This is in line with Druid/Celtic history, and harems/reverse harems were an accepted part of their culture. Further, they had open marriages, meaning the man or woman could end their marriage at any time. While it was still a patriarchy, women had almost equal power. They were a very progressive culture. 2) There is a period of a 30-50 chapters where Crow loses the ability to cultivate like a Druid so he adopts an eastern body cultivation method for a while. This is temporary, but some people feel it’s misleading, so I am pointing it out ahead of time. I promise, the Druid stuff comes back, and 90% of the lore/myths/creatures/gods are all related to Druid/Celt/Irish/Scottish history. 3) I use many original names, most of which are in Gaelic or Irish. In the story, I refer to this language as Ancient. I enjoy all kinds of folklore and myths, so I encourage you to google those original names as they arrive. I give some background on them at the end of the chapter in my author’s note. 4) I use Ogham runes a lot, these are like the Druid alphabet, and they based each rune on a sacred tree so they also have symbolism associated with them. Again, feel free to google that too. It’s pretty neat stuff. Quick Translations:Draoidh = DruidTur Briste = Shattered Tower or Broken Tower Release Schedule:As of Oct 1, 2021- 3 chapters released every Sunday (May have up to two bonus chapters)- Side character chapters… this might be bonus chapters I release through the week. So they won’t count toward the 3 chapters on Sunday.- Please understand I work full time, have two kids, and can’t spare as much time as I’d like toward my writing. Maybe in the future I can switch to doing this full time, but for now 3 chapters is a comfortable pace for me. Lastly… I very much appreciate all my readers and thank you for allowing me to entertain you!
8 153 - In Serial40 Chapters
Woke up Kidnapped
Gabriel Walker wakes up confused in a white cell in a spaceship with no memory of how he ended up there. With him in the cell is a alien prisoner and together they begin planning their escape and start figuring out what happened. New chapter every other Wednesday (usually) Chapters with explicit sexual content are marked with (nsfw).
8 128 - In Serial31 Chapters
Reality Grants One Chance
Some people are lucky, some aren't, some - have terrible luck. Our "hero" is of the latter kind. During young age he got into an accident, which allowed him to learn the fact that he belongs to a rare group of people.. People diagnosed with lung cancer, which he, however survived. Can't say he's lucky, as his life went downhill from that point... Our story happens years later, when his fate decides to make a loop and throw him in the same kind of accident. He gets hit by a truck. Surviving the crash, suffering just a few scratches, he is ultimately "lucky" to find himself out of the hospital in no time.. however every bit of good luck always brings him terrible luck afterwards. This time pushing him maybe a bit too far.. How far? Making him vanish without a trace and find himself in the middle of an unknown forrest. Doesn't sound bad? He can consider himself lucky? Just wait and see...It can always get worse.. always.. .... Congratulations, you've made it through the intro and into the author note! If you by any chance missed the tags and didn't read the warning, please do that now. I really recommend you to. Before you jump to reading, and unintentionally scar yourself, do mind that the story is about a dark, unforgiving world, a world in which you have more opportunities to die a horrible death, than take a piss. Hero doesn't have great luck, he has dumb persistance, he doesn't go through any trial with a breeze, he pays the price of blood, flesh and tears to live..and will be paying for every mistake.. No one outright explains anything to him, just as us for the most part - he is not sure what the hell is going on.. Some real survival tactics are used as a base of the descriptions, they are as important to the world and character as any other element.. Mind that the story starts really slow, but as the stone starts rolling downhill - the pace gets faster.. Every tag for this novel has a reason to be there, so if you don't see the particular element there, don't panic.. it's either well camoufalged, subtle or simply not encountered as of yet. Big thanks to Hobbo, Enyhrye and Hveth! ...not only pointing that the description could be better, but providing invaluable input.. and being patient enough to give fleshed out advice.
8 115 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Wandering Dungeon
Content warnings are just for creative freedom. Message: Do you wish to become a dungeon core, Alex Mitchell? Yes, or No? Yes! After discovering what happens to dungeon cores on Anoris, Alex decides its time to pack up shop and hit the road. It’s a big old world out there for a dungeon core and moving is the best way to stay ahead of the subjugators. Contains no harems, and other content warnings will be used minimally. Release: As I finish chapters. posted to Patreon first.
8 184 - In Serial20 Chapters
The Man Ruined by The Gods
Eric is an ordinary highschool boy, everything about him is ordinary, if he were to disappear no one would notice. One day while in the middle of detention after being framed of something he didn't do Eric was suddenly wrapped up in light and sent to a white space. Here Eric was given a mission by the old man who appeared before him, he was sent to countless worlds suffering countless tragedies. He experience multiple lives and learned a lot of things, but... even with this he is still unable to break free. A hundred years have passed and Eric was now a broken dark soul, the old man who made him go through hell called himself god, after making Eric suffer he freed him. Feeling happy of being freed Eric was ecstatic at having to be able to rest but as he was going to be revived a message popped up in his head. > With anger consuming his soul Eric promised to himself and to the dark void that he would kill the god who made him suffer, he would erase Vincentius from existence and with those thoughts his mind faded into darkness.
8 138

