Once my voice developed I was able to use my magic. Apparently, devils apply evil pieces to us the moment we are born. From what Big Bro Sirzechz explained the evil pieces are used to keep the new born devil's from accidentally using magic. When the devil matures (ie their Language skill is developed) the evil price slowly unlocks allowing full control of the magic.

Speaking of Magic.

Big Bro began training me to use magic at the age of four. Of course, unlike most manga, it was not torturing. It was actually quite simple. He taught me how to use Destruction magic and gave me light exercises.

"Imagine Annihilating your opponent with your magic.“ he said "Don't worry if you don't manage it at once," he said.

Their slack-jawed expressions were priceless.

I just formed a purple atom-like orb of destruction within my palms and fired it.

The poor tree was completely vaporized with a 10-meter crater around it.

Your sacrifice was not in vain.

It looked much different from Big Bro's red beam of Annihilation. But they seemed pretty satisfied once they got over their shock.

A Genius they called me.

*snort*

'Genius'

*snort*

It's just that Devil's just don't have much Imagination.

The more detailed your imagination is the less a spell costs.

Fortunately, I have a human soul... Or at least the imagination of a human? So Hurray for the power of imagination.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

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Magic is something people in this world take for granted.

Devils only need imagination to use magic.

Yet these Devil's have so little imagination.

Actually, no, Devils had Imagination. They Just don't use it. There were a few devils that I knew actually used their imagination, but most of them either relied on physical strength, power or bloodlines.

I mean what the HELL?

Sister Sera fall uses Ice magic. She became a Maou with only Ice and Water magic.

Ice and Water Magic overpowered mana to continental levels.

Big Bro is the same. Destruction magic + Overpowered Mana.

Well, they were pretty powerful physically too. Like Goku Super Saiyan physically.

They had Imagination magic. Their Magic was powered by imagination.

Jesus Christ!

OW!

And don't get me started on enchanted weapons. The only enhancements I've seen are Demonic enhancement. Durability enhancements and elemental enhancements and a few others...

All they had to do was write down an Inscription using magic with Ruby Ink. With a bit of the Devil blood mixed in it. Then A quill made from the feathers of a magical bird. Any kind would do as long as it was a magical bird native to the Underworld.

Ruby Ink was a special kind of ink. It was mined deep under hell like oil. But it was pretty cheap.

So I asked Bro for an ordinary Katana, Ruby ink and a magical birds Feather. He asked if I wanted a better katana.but I rejected it. He still gave me quite a High-Quality Katana though and asked me if I wanted to learn the way of the sword. I accepted and he said he would get a teacher for me as soon as he could.

He gave me a quill made of a fucking Phoenix feather. Not that I am complaining but seriously. It's one of the endangered species and one of the most legendary birds in existence for crying out loud!

How the hell did he get it...

Never mind I'd rather not burn out my brain trying to understand why Big brother would do such a thing. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever witnessed. Quite soft too. It was quite warm to touch and glowed like a small candle.

Except it didn't burn.

Quite a Fascinating thing...

Once I was in the privacy of my room. I mixed a few drops of my blood in the ink pot. Then dipped the Quill and inscribed "Hypersonic Vibration“ on the blade while providing it with magic.

The result? An unblockable blade rivalling Durandal's piercing power. The effects would Drastically with higher quality blades.

What I used was a High-Quality Japanese Katana.

I had so many Ideas bouncing around in my head.

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Three days later. My Brother Introduced me to my teacher...

I thought I was exempt from torture, unlike the other main characters?

Oh, woe is me.

The moment big Bro went back to his office after introducing me to my teacher he introduced my face to the ground.

Mommy! I whimpered. As torture in hell began.

Literally and metaphorically!