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 lead 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..

Exactly 8763 years ago, in my chambers of the Demonic Castle that belonged to my clan, the gears of fate had already began turning full throttle weaving an immeasurable amount of nets, nets that were creating specifically to bound and bend me and countless others to the fate’s cruel manipulations and act as puppets for her twisted amusement. Truly the Fate is the epitome existence among demons , the true supreme ruler of all. The sole true omnipotent and omnipresent existence. It’s a shame that back then I wasn’t aware of the presence such as fate and blindly went along my path climbing over many to finally reach it.. The door.. If only I could reach… and then I’d achieve every demon’s ambition from the beginning of time.. Unfortunately it was not meant to be.. At the very last moment Fate had decided to cut all the nets that she had weaved for me herself and with that my frail stairway to my ambition built on the lives of others had collapsed and I fell.. all the way down to some filthy mortal realm.. And that is the story of my majestic rise and the shattering downfall that led me to fall down in this forest which leads to our present situation….

Hmm? Whats with that look? Huh? You didn’t like my story? But.. but.. but  *SOB*                      

What? Arggghh… Fine.. I’ll tell the real thing without the bs about fate.. Basically everything started exactly 8763 years ago, in my chambers of the Demonic Castle that belonged to my clan, to my father in particular… Either way I was busy in my chambers dozing off chewing on a soul that I tempted to come closer by mentioning that it’s about time it should be released… The soul seemed overjoyed then sprinted through the whole of my  1km chambers.(Yes.. in demon realm we’ve got some extra space to use up for useless things.. especially when one is strong enough). Reaching me in a matter of seconds… Such a lively guy.. and then ceasing to exist forever while becoming my snack..

Now.. now.. such a small part of my story yet so many questions already? Fine.. I’ll be nice enough to answer a few.. ask away.. Wasn’t it a bit too cruel to completely wipe someone off existence for the sake of chewing on a weird snack? A bit too cruel, you ask? More like I was lenient.. Let me explain.. If the souls wander aimlessly around the streets it means that their sins were so heavy that even the River Of Damnation is repulsed to house them and expels them to suffer at the hand of pretty much everything that can move in the Demon Realm being in the very bottom of the food chain..  Also weird snack you say? This is a matter of survival! I haven’t eaten for weeks now… Why not ask some servants to prepare something to eat for myself? Well.. that’s a bit complicated.. after killing a few of them for messing up in their work they have developed some weird tendency to avoid me.. The only person that was less popular with the servants was my mother.. Why? Because she spent her boring afternoons hunting them down around the castle.. Of course except for my ever so loyal butler Cladius.. Where’s the so called loyal butler Cladius when his most beloved most is in times of need? Well.. I kinda exiled him to some random location when he brought me my tea.. cold.

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Why not go grab something to eat by myself for a change? Simple.. I haven’t lifted my arse from this throne for 5 years now and I’m not planning on getting up anytime soon..  Why did I waste 5 years on my chair majestic throne? 2 simple reason, first being that I’m pretty much immortal so those 5 years  don’t really mean all that much, second being that my father said that I have 5 years of free time that I can spend however I want. Why waste those 5 years to a chair? Because when you get your first day off in 40000 years of life and it’s a 5 year long day off.. It only means one thing..  What was that? My father finally decided to show some consideration  for his 24/7 on the shift son? Impossible.. This 5 years is an ominous sign.. 5.. Such a sinister number…  I mean look at it.. it’s emitting such a strong killing intent that I feel like I’m being crushed by a boulder.. one the size of a mountain..

AuthNote: Well.. I've spent all day today writing this ff so now my brain is boiling so this chapter might end up pretty messy.. I was originally planning to make this a faced paced story but for some reason I keep getting stuck on the most random parts of the story and end up spending a bunch of time typing them out.. Either way I'm almost finished with the next part.. but I'll need to take a break before wrapping it up.. I'll put it up in an hour or two