Well.. To begin my story I guess I’ll have to tell you a little about the demon world realm for you to understand this bitter tale of an innocent young lad, no older then 48763 years of age, who was falsely accused by his tyrant father and exiled from his home for who knows how many eons to come in it’s entirety.

Now then prepare to be enlightened with the truth behind my banishment from the place that I once considered home, The Demon Realm! Everything began exactly 8763 years ago. Not very long before that, the Realm that literally acted as a cradle for every demon in existence was engulfed in flames and turmoil of war. The cause for the war was very simple..  The absence of the supreme leader that would unite the whole continent under one banner and lead the demons relying on his strength alone that instilled fear on all of his subordinates.

Unfortunately that is but a dream living in the minds of demons since the beginning of times there is yet a demon to be born that had managed to seize control of the demon realm in all of it’s glory. Some tried but failed miserably because dreams are called dreams because they are never meant to become reality. Regrettably for this so called reality, demons are creatures much like gods, the only deference being - gods were born to creature and manage reality, demons on the other hand born to bend reality and everything else created or owned by others to their wills and make it their own. Believing this to be true, driven by their greed and desires demons fought on and on for so long that keeping count already become impossible and finally around 10000 years ago the war had reached it’s climax.

The supposedly infinite expense of the Demon Realm was divided between 4 biggest clans that have experienced and managed to strive in the chaotic wars in the Demon Realm. The leaders of the 4 clans were crowned as governors ruling supreme over the underworld. My father, being one of those leaders, was titled the Governor of the Souls, watching over the souls of the foul sinners that were sent to repent and suffer in our Realm until my father deems them worthy of forgiveness for managing not to cease their existence while being subjected to unrelentless agony that one earns by being weak while being a resident, even if only temporarily, in our Demon Realm, the realm governed by strength. The 3 leaders of the other clans were titled as Governor of the Chaos, Governor of the Beasts, and Governor of the Shadows respectively.

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This covers the basics that I’ve wanted you to understand before starting my story and worry not. You will learn in detail about every Governors during my story because they will also play a major role in what is yet to be unveiled before you.

Yet another excellent entry for my fluffy pink diary hard leather obsidian black journal meant to be passed on to the younger generations. Very well, now that I’ve finished elevating my self-importance preparing the summarized history of the Demon Realm for younger generations to learn what had led their lives to end up where they will be present while reading my “Saga Chronicles of the Awesome and Majestic ME” journal that shall later be known as “Life experiences of a humble nameless adventurer”*cough*OVER MY DEAD BODY!!*cough**cough*… …. … Uhm… Moving on..

AuthNotes:  I know I’m an arse for ending the chapter like this but I’ll try to post another a bit later today so don’t curse me under your breath when you finish reading this ;)) Next chapter will be him having a monologue and telling the story of his exiled self to no one in particular in his head, pretty much something like the last chapter retelling the events without randomly going all chuunibyou.. for the most of the chapter at least.. Or so I hope… ;) I also do hope that someone is expecting this and I’m not writing this for no one in particular that resides in my head much like a certain MC)