《Would you please become the Demon Lord? (COMPLETED)》Prologue: Would you please be the Demon Lord?
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Prologue Where am I? Please give me back my life! I’m begging you please stop… Why am I like this? What did I do? Someone save me please! Why is no one coming? No… No more… please… Ha ha ha…. Just you wait… This destiny! I hate it! Humanity… One day… I will crush you with everything I have! Name: Drake Orobus Sex: Male Parents: Deceased Date of birth: xxxx xx ,xxxx Age: xx Blood type: x Description: A rare case of xxxxx phenomena. Subject shows parameters beyond human capabilities. Subject is a top secret specimen for humanity to advance. Threat Level: Maximum That is me. I don’t look pretty right? Why are you not saying anything? Wait? Did you say I am crazy? I can see it… You have that meaning… All of you… Bunch of hypocrites! Just you… If only I can escape this hell… Wait this is not hell at all! Hell is better! There are no chains! There will be lots of fire which would be brighter compared to this darkness. Will you really not speak? Do you really think I am crazy? You can help me? Then why are you not here? Why is it dark? Why does it hurt? You’re just lying right? You’re just pretending to sympathize with me! You only see my situation as interesting! Scum! Liar! Devil! Why am I even talking…? When will the world explode? Can you tell me? I am here and you have the internet… Help me out buddy… Just this once is enough… Please… I really am going crazy… I can’t move my body… My brain is constantly being looked into… I don’t even own this life anymore… Dark… so much darkness… Am I really born to be like this? Sister over there… can you tell me? Why are not looking into me? Am I scary? Am I freaky? I sound crazy? You don’t even hear my voice! Why are you complaining! All of you! All of you… I shall leave one more thing before I depart… One day… I will see the light… That light should feel good right? Come on don’t look at me like that… Well you can’t see me anyhow… All you can do is read… Go get a life… Ha! Even your life is better than me… Right… One day though… My mind would be just like a normal one… One that feels all the emotion that I wrote in this wall… You really think I feel that way? Are you crazy? HAHAHAHAHA! With all the long lines I spent my entire life to write… I hope you guys don’t let me out of this… Because once you do… It would be very nice…. For me that is… As for you… No… you won’t remember what the word nice means. Farewell… Keep my cage clean and next time, please wipe the blood when you are done with the experiment… It smells so bad… I want to smell something else… It smells like me so give me something different… OK? Wow… Look at me… I have been writing for so long even though I am consuming my very life force just to etch a single character… Goodbye cruel world… I Am Not Gonna Miss You At All. D…….. In the world where time has forgotten, where no one even remembers. A world that has been forgotten by even the gods; left to rot… left to float aimlessly. A single stone wall remains standing across the endless sands which extends towards the horizon. Where there is nothing but clear blue sky and endless sands. A single stone wall which remained standing through countless eons as a reminder of the tragedy this world once faced. A world that was left alone in the corner of the vast universe which no one bothers to reclaim, not even the mightiest of beings. A world of remnants… Once again I am in the river of darkness… Will there be no light at all in this entirety? I feel really bad… Then suddenly, I thought I heard something… which I do a lot of time actually… gahahahaha…. So fun…. Yeah…. Though I hear it for real though! This time is real! It is real I tell you! All of a sudden I feel like I am being pulled… What is this? Stop grabbing my body! Oh? I can feel my body? That’s new… In the end I shall let you take me wherever you want… Just get me out of here… That would be a long shot though… which I have never even know what it means… I just heard it from the bald white guys… Oh they were bald alright… I decided so don’t complain! ...very well, I shall let you take me wherever you want… Just get me out of here… That would be a long shot though… I don’t even know what that means… I just heard it from the bald white guys… Come on! Show me the green world they are talking about! Come! Let me see! You are taking too long you know… Wait… Am I going to another dark place? Ok… I will not say anything again… Just let me go to somewhere else aside from this endless darkness! The goddess was listening to the life which was only colored white. Sorrowfully she can see nothing but broken fragments. All life was supposed to be painted with colors but the one she is looking at was just plain white. In the end, the goddess granted the wish of the old demon lord. It was time to appoint new demon lord. The last demon lord played his part and was now relieved of his duty. For his services, he was gifted immortality. He was the greatest demon lord there was and kept humanity on its toes, keeping them united against him fighting with all their might… Although the hero was supposed to replace him, the demon lord requested to choose another soul to take the responsibility. In the end, the goddess was too soft and gave in. In the end she took a soul with great hate to humanity to fulfill the role. “Come… Chosen one…” Year 1103 of Rial marked the gears of destiny to run out of control.
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