Two man in an alleyway, both barely visible as the street light and moonlight were blocked by the high rise buildings. One was wearing a hoodie and had a tattoo on his hand, that held a book for magic, Grimoire it was called. The other was holding a pouch of gems. "As promised 5kg of mana crystals, now hand over the Grimoire". The hoodie man laughed, "What's the rush you and I have done business for quite some time now, that makes us doesn't it". The other scoffed, "In the underworld there's no such thing as friends". "So cold but I won't hold it against you", he said as he received the pouch and handed over the Grimoire.

"If you need anything else just let me know", the hoodie man said as he went further in the alley way and could no longer be seen. While the buyer left the alley way and entered the main street. The streets were empty but he could not help but feel anxious and kept looking behind him. What made him feel this way was that the Grimoire he was holding was in fact illegal. More accurately the form of magic was illegal, which was demon summoning magic. In this world of magic there exists magic towers that were the center of everything magic. And these towers had banned everything that is related to such magic. This was because in the past a demon that came to the human world had brought humanity to the brink of extinction. Fortunately in this world Angels also exist. The dying humans joined in prayer and managed to call upon angels. A pact was formed between humans and angels , people would stay away from demon magic and reestablish religion and offer prayers to angels and in return they would protect mankind from great disasters. Said angels had remained in the world of man and kept a close eye for those who got involved with demon magic. As he continued to walk down the street and was midway from crossing the road, light began to gather before him. Witnessing this bizarre event he stopped walking, not even 3 breadths later the light shattered. He blinked from blinding light and when he opened his eyes, he saw a full armored angel." You there what are you doing this late hour, do you wish to die or do you not fear nightshades". Nightshades the terrors of the night, also the reason the streets were empty with no person in sight. If not for not drinking blood and having a monster like features they could be the very definition of vampire. "No, I had an agent matter to settle, it could not be helped". The angel looked him over,"That's a lie , your hiding something aren't you. Come here if you have nothing to hide, let me read your mind". He took a step forward then stopped, he was debating whether to run or confess and hope for forgiveness. (There's no way I I'll be forgiven , I can only run). "Fine I'll come to..." Before it could even finish speaking he turned and ran. "You can't outrun me stop!", the angel said as it ran after him. He was running as fast as he could but the angel was closing the distance between them so he used the alley ways to prevent it from catching up and to also prevent it from flying. After a few turns in the alley ways he was back on the street and as he ran across the road a truck was driving through. He could not stop, same for the truck. He continued to run, the truck turned to avoid hitting him. It was heading towards the alley way he just came out of, the angel was hit as it was exiting the alley. He only back for a second and saw it was now stuck between the wall and truck then continued to run. (There's no way an angel would die from that, but it's bought me time to escape can't stop running now), he thought as he ran like there was no tomorrow. He ran around to decoy residents to prevent being tracked back home. He then returned to his house, it was empty with no furniture in sight. The only lighting was from the moonlight coming in through the windows. As he closed the door behind him, he was evidently sweating and panting. He took out a piece of all purpose chock and got on his knees to draw on the floor. He opened the Grimoire and copied it's magic circle and runes onto the floor. After completing the magic circle he placed 7 fist sized mana crystals at key points of the circle, with an eighth at its centre. "Sigh, with the mana crystals I don't have to use my own mana". Magic circles and rune magic unlike other types of magic could be performed using anything as the mana source, with the runes and magic circle being well drawn of course. He stepped back to observe and as he was doing so the mana crystals began to give off light. As soon as all the Crystals were shining brightly the magic circle began to give off a red light, followed by the runes. "It looks like the summoning is successful". After saying that the red light engulfed the entire room. He had no time to react,"what's happening no arghhh!". Those were the last words he had before being gone from this world. The light in the room returned to normal but he was no where to be seen. The magic circle began to disappear and the crystals turned to dust. The summoning had failed. (What happened, what is all this darkness around me? No, are my eyes alright, I can't feel my body what is going on), he said as he tried to reach for his face to run his eyes. (The pain was intense but it's over now, am I dead,in a coma. I just don't know what has happened to me. What about the summoning did it fail. What do I mean of course it failed. But what was the cause, did it require a sacrifice or was the magic circle drawn wrong, mmmh it's activation rules out this possibility though. A reverse summoning perhaps. The most likely cause for failure though would be a sacrifice. The lack of knowledge about demons and how they deal with sacrifices had lead to only there being speculation that a sacrifice is negotiated after summoning the demon. And there is existing evidence but there was also the hypothesis of pre summoning sacrifice to appease the demon but it lacked any evidence, could that have been it. There was no sacrifice so I automatically became the sacrifice or failure due to lack of sacrifice causing mana backlash. It's too bad I don't think I'll ever find out the truth. Was seeking revenge so bad that I had to die such a pathetic death. Are villains destined to always fail not that I count, failing just before my great scheme to terrorise the world even began. I was already free maybe I should have let go of the past, I could've made it big as magic theorist. 

It all started with a certain tower master in his pursuit for greater magic potential, he conducted human experiments. He gathered the cells of magic beasts' and a human with high mana affinity and implanted the beasts' genes into the clones of that human. The children were raised then put to practice magic. The methods they used to awaken their magic potential were torturous, more so for him. He and some others were failed experiments. He was born with damaged mana circuits,, so he could not absorb or expel mana to create magic. But the tower did not care,he was their experiment and they had no plans to abandon him yet. So he continued to learn magic and magic theory, mostly magic theory alongside the other test subjects. Seeing his brilliance in magic theory he was officially integrated into the tower and no longer a test subject. Taking advantage of his fame after making breakthroughs in the theory of magic he was able to establish himself as an independent magic theorist. But gaining freedom was not the end of his plans, he also desired revenge. This was a world of magic, tower masters had both political and magical power with no one above them. So no amount of public confrontation work. And because of their destructive power from magic no assassin in the underworld dared to provoke them. Gaining support was also not an option, it was not a secret that the magic towers did human experiments and would join forces to stop anyone who would challenge them. That's where demon summoning came into the plan. Demons were strong and the state of human society was irrelevant to them. He would summon it, make a contract with it to destroy the towers and kill the tower masters, such a simple act would be possible even with the presence of the angels. And when the angels deal with it he would not have to fulfill his part of the contract. A demon would never give in to the demands of an angel plus the contract prevents the demon from revealing information about its contractor.

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 After being in this darkness for some time he felt warmth and he could feel his body. He opened his eyes and 3 pairs of eyes were looking down at him. "He opened his eyes,honey we are blessed with a second child", said the man who was standing beside his wife. She was sitting on a chair while holding a baby. The baby looked around the room, the first he noticed was the woman,then the man and finally the little girl. (I see, I have been reincarnated, they are my parents and she has to be my sister. "I hope our neighbors don't think it's strange for us to have a second child so soon", said the his mother. "We want 2 kids,we have ourselves two kids what's so strange about that. If anyone's strange it's everyone else who seem to only want one child", his father and mother laughed. "Mom,dad can I hold him?". "Sure hold him well", she said as she handed the baby over to her. "When they tease you about having a little brother, tell them there's no law that states demons should have only one child"he said, and she nodded in acknowledgement. (Did they just say demon and the language they are speaking is new to me and but I can understand what their saying. I'll have to observe to clearly understand my current situation), he thought to himself. Two days after being reincarnated into this world of demons he had found out that this was a new world totally unrelated to his old world. First the demons here did not live in some hellish place not did they crave destruction and they were fundamentally different in every way the only thing they had in common was that both were called demons. (This demon race is really astonishing, it only took a day for me to grow this much, I can already walk and talk as much as I want), he said as he got up from his bed and looked out the window, he could not see much of the blue sky because of some of the houses. At present he looked like a child that's more or less 5 years old. "It hasn't been long since I got here and I've already opened my mana circuits in my body and I am absorbing the mana in the air". He said as particles of different colors got absorbed into his body. " And maybe it's a demons nature to be able to see mana or I just happen to be blessed to be able to see mana. The best part is I don't have to hide my level of intelligence as even my sister who is only a year older has reasoning skills superior to that of a common man from my previous world". He opened the window and looked out as he'd done on the previous day. The streets weren't bustling but they weren't empty either. Everyone in the streets looked like normal people but by their actions it was clear it wasn't a normal human society. (I had asked yesterday about how some people only exist as services providers while the others only received those services, normally such an observation would be made over time but I realised this fact from looking out the window yesterday. And the answer I got from my father was, the serving class were not demons but homunculi made to serve demon kind, but that wasn't really true either. They existed to increase the population and make the place function similar to any other town or city). The other strange observation was that this place was in a medieval state combined with modern style like the clothes and places like a cafe and with stops along the streets having display windows. Demons were the masters not having to do anything if they so choose. "I haven't tested this out but the body of a demon is really blessed I have slept but I am certain I don't need sleep nor food, which is great for survival. I really want to go outside and see what this body can do, ever since I got here I haven't been outside, sigh", he withdrew from the window and went downstairs, it was still morning so everyone was seated at dining table. He exchanged greetings with them then sat down to eat. The reason demons still ate even though it was not necessarily was mostly for the taste of food, more precisely the mana that made up the food, different arrangements resulted in different tastes. (I wonder did I reincarnate as demon because of the magic or is it a coincident...at this point does it matter though?), he thought as he continued to eat. Ever since he had arrived he had felt that he was smarter, being able to analyse and understand phenomenon that occurred around him and this was in fact an inherent nature of demons to understand all phenomenon, it may not happen instantly but a day would not pass. This was a side effect of demons being natural mana manipulators to create their desired phenomenon which is called magic. Magic being the manipulation of mana to create phenomenon requires the user to be fully aware of said phenomenon, but at present he was not aware of this. After finishing his meal he went back to his room. Observing the workings of the town from the window was now his daily routine. "I wonder how much destructive power my magic has, one of these days I'm gonna go outside and see for myself, for now I'll just try some simple non offensive magic ", he spread out a detection wave from himself, then pulled it back in and in that short time he had already scanned the entire town. "It seems magic is common place here in the demon world, seeing as how I'm unable to detect demons that I see and know are out there but I'm unable to sense them with detection wave, which I know to be blocked by presence concealment magic, but the most surprising is my sister is included among them. Sigh the only thing I managed to detect that's alive and sentient are the homunculi. Maybe I am impatient it hasn't even been a month yet, I've endured for much longer my time to actually practice magic will come. He left the window once more and sat at his desk. He opened his palms and a flame emerged, he played with it. First he made it into a ball then changed its form to that of a person. He controlled this half a head tall flame person to run around the desk. He then created a water person, after making the water person, he further molded the two, after being done both the water person and the flame person were armed. The two began to fight, both had a sword and shield. When the flame sword struck the water shield the water would evaporate. The water warrior pushed back with his shield, creating some distance while the flame warrior was recovering from the shield bash, the water warrior's shield turned to ice. The fight resumed, now the shield did not evaporate from contact. When the swords clashed fire was extinguished and water splashed on to the desk then evaporated. The two were evenly matched chipping away at each other's essence till they could not sustain themselves. "My control on water and fire magic is really good, what is left to check is the maximum scale of effect". He left the table and went to bed, as he laid there he thought about what he will accomplish in the near future. (As the days went by a week passed and nothing new had happened. I would wake up look out the window, eat with my family, practice control of my magic trying out different types of magic, earth, plant , wind and glass. I recently found out all demons have a G initial in their names, nobles though have longer names. And so far all the demons I've seen have black hair, while the homunculi have grey hair. And my name this world is Noir G).