Drago: Oho? Looks like the judges have chosen! You will be a demon!
Xeos: What’s a demon?
Drago: Figure it out yourself. For now you will be born in the bottom level of the world! The Dark Realm.
Xeos: ?
Drago: Oh I forgot to tell you all, the MC “CAN” die though the choices will reset and will make an emergency release to change the future. For short, I will rewind time! How convenient.
Xeos: Even if only basic information is given to me by you, I can still understand you know…
Drago: W-well, let us start the journey I Agrad! I will guide you along the way. That goes the same for you my judges (readers)!
Xeos: W-wait!! I am not done talking!!!
Drago: Phew… anyways! If you wanted to break the fourth wall too, you can call his name in the comments and talk to him and ask him a question. Like “Hey, Xeos what do you feel when “this” happened?” He might answer.
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Act 1 – Demon’s Path
A sphere made of light then appeared… around was a deep cold darkness… endless… it was a newborn soul with an unknown future, boundless possibilities and futures will branch out… this is only the starting point.
???: Where am… I?
A voice said from within the darkness, it came from a pint of light, seemingly frail… it just floats as if without direction…
???: This place feels cold…
Suddenly, a voice was heard… it was sad… depressed… a hole opened up from the darkness as the sphere stops in front of it…
???: No… Noooo!!! Frid…
Frid: Calm down dear…
???: Madame Claia… please don’t be heartbroken…
The sphere then sees a woman with a pair of black horns emanating a crimson light. She was quite beautiful even if her face was stained with tears; she had long sleek black hair, frail body, yet emanating strength, with a pair of beautiful emerald eyes. The man besides her who was comforting her, Frid, had a rough demeanor, very muscular with a gentle expression, he has a pair of crimson eyes with a pair of glasses in front, and he has short red hair and a staff as well as a sword on his waist.
Claia: How can I be not heartbroken when my child is but an empty husk…
Claia then cried more intensely as Frid became more anxious, he then looks at the maid beside him trying to think of ways to calm her.
Frid: Marise… what do we do?
Frid asks Marise, a maid who has long flowing cerulean hair and fair skin with aqua blue eyes, wearing a maid’s outfit. Each of her movements and actions shows elegance as her expression becomes anxious. Demons have a very low birth rate especially considering Frid and Claia’s race that is why Claia was in deep depression.
Marise: I-I don’t know… you know Madame… she is quite stubborn but this is the first time I saw her like this…
Frid: Please… please… if only there is a miracle… if this continues on, she might lose herself… it has been 2 months… our child’s body is still our child… how can the Gods be so cruel…
Frid said as he glances at the wall on the left side of the room, here is the room they saved just for their child… sadly in the middle, laid the body of the soulless child… he his eyes were closed and his body unmoving.
???: How sad…
The voice coming from the sphere said…
???: W-what!?
From out of nowhere, a sucking force pulled it into the hole as it then enters the space where the crib could be seen. The sphere then enters the body as it resides with his heart.
Drago: Huhuhu… all according to my plan… anyways, good luck to you!
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???: Waaahhh!! (Huh… I can’t speak? Where am I…)
As the crying noise emanated from the room next to them they become startled…
Claia: Heavens! Why would you torment me so!?
Claia said as her voice trembled as tears kept running on her face, she thought she was just hearing things…
Marise: Wait… I hear something… tord do you hear it too?
???: Waaahh…!
Frid: I-I hear it… its coming from the next room…
Hearing their words Claia’s horn emanated a crimson light as her breathing become rough. Her whole body visibly shakes as she runs out of the room and opens the door quickly, Frid and Marise followed immediately. As they entered the room they saw Claia… tears rolling from her eyes much more intense than before but on her face was no longer grief stricken, on her hands was a baby whom looked like a human except for the small tiny pair of horns on his head.
Frid: It can’t be…
Marise: Madame!
Frid: Had a look of disbelief on his eyes as it becomes moist. Marise gasped as a smile floated on her face, she then gets closer to Claia and put her hand on her shoulders.
Claia: My baby… my baby!! H-he is moving… he is crying… he no longer has a pale face… Marise… am I dreaming? Please tell me… is this all true… if it is please don’t make me wake up…
Marise: Madame, don’t joke around, your not dreaming.
Marise said as she chuckled, tears trickled down her face as she wipes it off with her finger. Frid too was trembling as he laughed heartily and shouted to the heavens. The baby then makes some noises that makes their hearts aflutter.
???: Uwa… waa… ahh! (They are the ones I saw from that hole…)
Drago: (Yes, and it seems your soul has entered their baby.)
???: (Eh? What do you mean?)
Drago: (Hahaha! I mean, they are your parents now.)
???: (Parents… what are they?)
Drago: (As I said, I will only guide you, figure out the rest for yourself.)
The baby then moves his arms and turns his head.
Claia: He is so cute!
Frid grinned, obviously happy of the turn of events, he didn’t question what has happened as it has happened before. They called this the “soulless born” where they are born without a soul, a foundation of the body, it is said that the phenomenon happens when the body that is born is too much for the new soul, as the soul cannot be weaker than the body once created. There was once a time where the weak soul instead of dispersing, emerged from the body but as the soul was weaker he became a cripple at birth and is unable to move the body. Seeing that their baby’s soul “emerged and was able to move his body, they were overcome with joy.
Frid: How about you name him dear?
Claia: Let’s give him a strong name, a name that resonates with his soul… Xeos.
Marise: It’s a wonderful name Madame.
They then notice that the hands of the baby reach towards somewhere…
Drago: Alright everyone, its time to vote. My judges, I will now guide you. When a major choice appears, one that can change the flow of the world, there will be a sign that says “Major” right beside the bar. Each choice will have a ( ) that might give hints on the outcome, pay attention carefully!
Xeos Tearde
Skill List
Strength Lv16
Defense Lv8
Intelligence Lv13
Mind Lv9
Speed Lv6
Luck Lv5