Maou began to chuckle as he looked around the wide basement. It looked just like an evil lair/ laboratory. there were shelves lined with all sorts of dubious ingredients along the walls. The floors had several different magical circles carved into it, with assorted talismans on them. Oh shit I'm gonna be some sort of evil Dexter or something! nice!!! Thought Maou. Suddenly, one of the sets of armor that happened to be near the entrance began moving. "What the fuck!" exclaimed Maou jumping back.
"Hmmm, judging our encounters, I must say, thou art the type that retreats and watches his enemy, then attacks with his full power. This is not entirely wrong. Worry not, It is I, Ra Voriik Dune. I am simply possessing a skeleton in this armor, a benefit of the necromancy I practiced in life. For the two extra classes i was allowed I chose spellsword and necromancer, I suggest ye give some thought unto thine own combination, though necromancer would fit thee well, i dont suggest spell sword, not for thee."
"Okay then Mr. All-Powerful, what now. I mean I do like all this shit, but i dont know how to use any of it. And i need more spells so I can get stronger so I'm not trying to waste time if I'm going to become a demon lord. " Maou said candidly. Sure this would help him in the long run, but he was still a beginner, and this was the first day. He needed to worry about getting stronger so he could protect his new property, then begin building his demon army, and most importantly, his demon harem.
Oh yes, the harem. part of why he wanted to become a demon lord in the first place was for the purpose of having a harem full of the finest demon wenches this world could create and stolen princesses from foreign countries.Only in this game there were no plumbers that could save them. It would take him a while, but one day all the world's treasures, power, and beauty would be his.
"Rest for now, my heir. We shall begin in the morning. And before thee should ask, I mean thine training. Ye cant believe that ye can learn a few spells and the world shall come groveling at thine feet. No, thou must learn to fight using spells and other means. What would happen should a hero get past thine minions? Simply standing there, hurling magic at him won't do, there is a proper way to fight using magic, though few still remember it. Stop attempting to speak, go now, rest. We spar in the morning"
Maou went up the stairs grumbling to himself. He didnt want to sleep. He was ready to train now, and yet that damn magus turned him away. But somehow... It isnt a bad feeling. Maou thought to himself as he reached the second floor where his living quarters were. No one at the orphanage had dared to talk to him like that, ever since he got retribution on Old Lady Muriel by putting a hive of bees in her car. I wonder if this is what having a parent is like He thought as he went to sleep.
"Get up!" A voice rang throughout the tower. Maou was roughly pulled out of bed. "I never thought that I should have such a lazy heir! It is the sixth hour of the day already! A dark lord must be up early! Dont ye dare roll under the bed and go back to sleep, I'll strike thee down where ye lay!" Voriik had been trying to wake Maou up for ten minutes before he successfully got him up and downstairs. Voriik summoned dry food from a storehouse somewhere, and after the two ate, the headed downstairs.
There, the dark lord handed Maou something. "A stick?" Maou asked. "No you fool! it is a wand! analyze it!" shouted Voriik. Maou analyzed the stick, which upon closer inspection, had an ornate handle, was partly hollow, and had runes carved in it
Hollow wand
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adds dark element to all magic
Increases spell damage 10%
Mana Catalyst
"Only a ten percent boost? are you holding out on me old man? If I'm going to be running around with this harry potter ass wand, I at least want it to be ultra powerful!" said Maou. It was bad enough it was a wand and not a staff. at least staffs were respectable. He was gonna look like a bitch running around holding a wand. His enemies would probably tease him. He could hear it now; ' Lol hey dude i think he's totally gonna hit us with a curse' 'ohhhh nooo its avada kadavra!!!! hahahahaha N00b'
"Such insolence!!!! Who receives such powerful weaponry as a level one! This Ra Voriik Dune made that wand personally you ungrateful whelp! Now, I'm going to show you the proper stance to fight in, brat." Voriik had him stand with his right foot leading, wand-hand outstretched, but slightly bet at the elbow, with his free hand up at the level of his height, also facing forward.
"Now, channel a little mana through the wand, there now flick it! *explosion* Dammit brat I said a little mana! what if one of the magic circles had been damaged!? Try again, good! That release of dark energy is what we're aiming for, now instead of just shooting it out recklessly, try slashing with it without completely releasing it!" As Maou did this, the dark bolt that was almost ready to fire turned into a dark blade that sliced through the air with a wicked sound.
"Oh shit! that sounded like a fuckin lightsaber. I'm a sith lord bro! Okokokokokok so i think I got this down, so whats next old man? Ooooooo is that a spell book? give it to me!" Maou quickly read the spell book, but to his disappointment...it wasnt an offensive spell.
New Skill: Mana shield. shields for 100 damage. cost 50 mana + 5 per sec
"Now then brat, we shall sparr so that ye can can get some battle experience. Remember, defend and attack!" With that, Voriik unsheathed his sword. "Bring it old bastard. If I'm in a good mood, I may even help put you back together when I'm done with you!" Maou charged, bringing down the wand in an arc. the armor simply sidestepped, and countered with the sword. Maou quickly set up a [mana shield] but is was broken immediately. He jumped ack a few steps and started shooting dark bolts at his enemy while reactivating [mana shield]. Voriik charged forward, dodging the dark bolts from the wand, and slashed at Maou. Maou quickly spun away and shot anther dark bolt which hit Voriik.
He was about to follow up with several more attacks but-"eh?' Mao muttered. No more magic came out of the wand. Voriik's sword was instantly at his neck. "You fool! Who just uses magic without watching their mana pool?Ye truly have good battle instincts but thou art too reckless! I see now that I shall have to truly have to drill the basics into you. Prepare thyself, Ra Maou!!"
The two spent the next five days practicing forms, and sparring. At the end of this period, Maou was finally able to best Vorrik, Who praised him greatly. "As expected of my heir! with this, thou should be able to defend thyself fairly well. But beware, Ye are not ready to leave this place yet, these were only the basics, and the me thou hast just defeated was only on the level of a mere skeleton."
"Yeah yeah whatever old man, hey i'm gonna disappear for a little while, but dont be worried, I'm not gone, just in another world." Then he logged out. Antonio chuckled to himself as he got out of the chamber. Just wait you rat bastards, I'm coming. And when i'm done, your kind shall face extinction. He went to sleep with a light heart and an evil smile on his face.