《Primorial Demon》New King
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I woke up in a unfamiliar room. The ceiling looked expensive. It was decorated in gold and there was a huge feather painting too. However, that was not the first thing that I noticed when I woke up. The bed was heavenly!
It was soo soft and all K wanted to do was close my eyes again and rest. Too bad I had this feeling that I wasn't alone in the room. This was why J decided to lay in the bed and cover my eyes with my hand and rest like this for a little vit longer.
Kalego: Iruma?
Me: Yes?
Kalego: How are you feeling?
"Like shit. " Is what I wanted to say but something told me that it was a bad idea.
Me: Well rested.
Kalego: We were worried when you collapsed.
Ohh right!
I used all of ny mana up and pulled that stunt...
It was really good that it worked!
I don't think the demons could have lasted for much longer.
That reminds me...
Me: How are the others?
Kalego: They are all outside of in the waiting room.
Me: and with they you mean?
Kalego: The 13 crowns including your grandpa and Opera.
Me: oh... Oh!
At that point I quickly stood up and went out of the bed. However, before I could even go out of the room, I stopped in mid track. This wasn't my room or the guest room at Kalego's house. This was something completely else.
Ne: Where are we?
Kalego: The Royal Palace. Your new home kid.
Me: You got to be kidding me!
Kalego: Kid. You are our next king what did you expect?
Me: Not waking up in the palace for sure! Anyways is there a change of clothes I can just grab and take?
Kalego: *Sigh* Over there kid.
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He pointed over to a dresser and it was filled with all kind of clothes. I honestly was surprised seeing s omuch stuff inside. However, the sheer fact that it was full made me think about how much time I must have spent asleep.
Me: For how long was I out?
Kalego: 2 weeks.
Me: And who was responsible for this? Wait don't say a thing. Sullivan of course.
Kalego: Kid, I'll be waiting outside for you.
Me: Ahh sure.
I quickly picked something up before exiting the room. However, I also opened and released my wings using them as a cape. Once outside the room he escorted me to the waiting room.
It was painful obvious to me that they waited here for me for all these 2 weeks. They still had their armor on and the weapons were on the ground.
Me: I see everyone made it out alive.
Sullivan: This is only thanks to you Iruma-kun!
Crown1: We are in your dept.
Crown2: How about a part?
It didn't take long for the others to follow that idea and not only that but it was also decided that they would crown me and make it official.
I was their next king and no matter what I said they wouldn't let me go. Something on the line as of it was my right place and destiny or something like that.
Even though I didn't have any intention of being the king I couldn't let them down.
This was how I became king.
However, my story doesn't end here as I was still attending Babyle and learning to be a good demon king.
My path wasn't the easiest but after what happened everyone knew that they could count on me or not to question my magic. I was stronger than any demon since I had angels blood running through my veins.
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Every student of Babyle knew what happened that day. It was a war no one wanted and the day the demon king of ancient time returned to them. That day went down in history as the darkest day in the demonic world.
All in all, I had a lot to learn and I was looking forward to it. Though one thing was for sure. I had a lot of people watching me and even more supporting me.
This was a new era one where I was bringing peace to the demon world and teach them the meaning of kindness. Because even the weakest demon was a demon and a part of this world. Every life mattered and was equal. This was something that was all to close after the war was over.
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