Demon Lord?

Andy froze in place, his gaze fixed on the man in front of him when he heard that word.

'Is he the same Demon Lord from the book?' As his gaze was fixed on the man, the thought flashed across his mind.

His anxiety vanished as he gained a new sense of expectation.

Andy's eyes gleamed with hope as he asked, "Are you that Demon Lord of the Upper World?"

This time, it was the Demon Lord's turn to be surprised. His playful demeanor vanished as he appeared in front of Andy and grabbed his head.

Andy felt his body constrained to a place as he stood naked in front of him the moment the man grabbed his head. He eventually realized that the Demon Lord was reading his memories.

Even though his life had been ordinary, it was perplexing that someone was reading his memories.

His gaze was drawn to the man in front of him, whose expression was becoming increasingly strange.

The Demon Lord eventually let go of Andy's head, but he had a strange expression on his face.

"I can't believe she forced you to read that book," he grumbled, his gaze fixed on Andy's.

When Andy heard that, he was taken aback and blurted out,

"What was that book?" As because of that book, he was in this world.

Instead of replying, That Demon Lord turned around and stared off into the distance, as if recalling some of his memories.

Andy stayed in his spot, his gaze fixed on the Demon Lord, his mind racing with questions.

What was it that made Demon Lord so hesitant? What about that book?

"It was the book of destiny,"

That voice snapped him out of his reverie.

"Book of destiny?" Andy's face was flushed with surprise as he asked.

The Demon Lord sighed and replied, "Yes, Book of Destiny."

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"Nobody knew where it came from, but she referred to it as a book of destiny. Everyone has a destiny in this world. Everyone, including you and me."

As he stared into the distance, a mocking laugh escaped his lips. "Once upon a time, I stood atop the world; it was my destiny. But I got betrayed by my own people, that was also my destiny."

"Anyway, now is not the time to learn about that, but remember that what you read in the book is the destiny of that man and this world." As he turned to face Andy, the Demon Lord spoke up.

His bright red eyes were fixed on Andy as he said, "But nothing in this world is set in stone, including your destiny. Can you change it now that you are aware of it?" "Do you want to change your destiny?"

As Andy was lost in thought, the words of the Demon Lord echoed in his ears.

"Destiny, huh?"

Was it his destiny to be an orphan on Earth so that when he was brought to this world, no one would remember him? But the Demon Lord's words again interrupted his thoughts.

"You have two options in front of you." He paused for a moment and he continued.

"Change your destiny by taking my legacy. But keep in mind that there is more to my identity than meets the eye; if anyone discovers that you are the heir to my legacy, they will go to any length to kill you. However, you will have the potential to become the most powerful person in the world."

"You can also go back and run as far as you can. Live your mortal life and die as an ant."

With a faint smirk on his face and his gaze fixed on Andy, he asked, "So, what do you want?"

As Andy gazed at Demon Lord, he said, "I am very tempted to inherit your legacy because I do not want to live my entire life in fear. But you appear to be in good health. According to the book I read, the supreme saint's death was imminent, which is why he left the legacy."

The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment before bursting out laughing, "Are you a fool or just pretending to be one? Do you think I'd tell you to inherit my legacy if I was still fine? What you're seeing is a sliver of my soul, which was seeking for a worthy successor."

"I just wanted to confirm it from you, that's all," Andy said, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Demon Lord's smile faded as he asked, "So, what's your decision?"

"I'll take the legacy," Andy said solemnly.

"You will be a demonic cultivator. Are you okay with that?" The demon lord questioned.

"Does Demonic Cultivator kill people for the sake of pleasure?" Andy questioned once more.

"No, but we can steal other people's cultivation. That's why they termed us, demonic cultivators."

"But you don't appear human to me; is that the result of the cultivation?" Andy inquired once more.

Demon Lord's face lit up with a slight smile. "I'm not human, and you won't be either."

Andy was taken aback but eventually nodded. He doesn't care if he is human or not because the most important thing in this world was power, and he wanted it in any way he could.

"But what if someone finds out about me?" Andy asked his last question. As it will take him some time to become powerful. He wouldn't be able to defend himself if it was discovered that he had inherited the power of a Demon Lord.

"You don't have to be concerned about that. Except for the boy who inherited that lunatic's legacy, no one in the lower world would know anything about me. But you don't have to worry about anything because I'll take care of it." The demon said with a nod.

"So, are you ready? But keep in mind that it will be extremely painful," Demon Lord inquired once more.

Andy took a deep breath as his heartbeat sped up. Finally, he has accomplished what he set out to do.

"I am ready"