Chapter 1: Return
I, the source of corruption, the devourer of worlds, the lord of the flies, Beelzebub was defeated. Not by the 12 heavenly bastards or six of my brothers but a mere mortal, A MERE MORTAL KILL HIS TRULY?
But death isn’t something that I was afraid of; after all, we demon kings are a different breed compared to those low life and can only be killed by others with the same status. But this mortal is no fool; he’s very smart, so smart that he decided to erase me out of existence...
HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? EVEN I WHO HAVE LIVED FOR EONS, STILL CAN’T FIGURE IT OUT. But nonetheless, he actually did it
Now here I am floating inside a weird void. I don’t know where I am, but I know that my body, mind, and soul and something else are corroding every single second.
I could do nothing at all, for no magic or ritual could save me out of this misery. I don't feel despair anymore for I have accept my fate
O How the mighty have fallen, I used to be the ruler of hell, the first to cross this dimension. I who have unlocked the unique ability from those mere mortals in hope of gaining it for myself and becoming an all-powerful deity, yet I was defeated by one of my own creations. Those damn heaven bastards must have done something. Well, there’s no time to weep anymore. Technically, there is no time here.
keh..keh….
“FUCK THIS”
“I REFUSE TO BE ERASED JUST LIKE THIS, MY EMPIRE, MY LEGACY, MY FEAST, I REFUSE TO LOSE IT ALL.”
“THINK BEELZEBUB, THINK HOW CAN I ESCAPE FROM THIS TARNATION, THINKKKKKKKKKK”
“WAIT..I…I GOT THIS.”
The King of Gluttony has 2 abilities.
Corruption: He can corrupt anything.
-Devour: He can absorb anything he corrupted, including their strength and memory.
Usually, there’s no point in absorbing the memory of those who I eat because why should I want to see what an insect sees? But now this is my only way to find a way out. I begin to absorb all of the memory of those I absorb, and let me just say
It did not go well.
“ARGGHHHHHHHH MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP”
I never knew that corruption was such a painful process—not as painful as when I died, but when you multiply it by a billion, that’s going to be painful even for Lucifer.
“SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT “
These mortals, why do they think and feel so much? It makes me feel all roughed up. I want to cry, laugh, and kill myself, but now is not the time for useless thought.
“THINKKKKKKKKKKK THINKKKKKKKKKK”
An hour, then two, then for a whole day, my colossal form has been reduced to a pile of mush. That doesn’t matter, for I HAVE FOUND IT.
"YES, THIS IS IT THE GREAT LAW OF THE UNIVERSE, THE EQUIVILENT EXCHANGE.”
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By sacrificing most of my soul, demonic energy, and depleted existence, I can let a small part out of this realm to a random time in the future in the form of a little spirit for about 1 minute. During that time I must find a foolish mortal who will accept to lose his soul to me. That’s very hard, but by sacrificing my 2 authority, I will be teleported to some fanatics who have energy opposite to holy energy and possess an ability with gluttony theme. Yes, that sounds good if not for the fact that this is all just a theory, so I can never be so sure. Well, here goes nothing.
“EN SI MUJ UAI NERQ”
As the ritual started, my body began to glow—no, begin to incinerate. The pain is unbearable, more so than the corruption, but I can feel it; a small part deep inside of me begins to grow transparent. I lament
"Ah, so it’s more like a copy of my conscious will go, not me.”
I guess this is the karma I have accumulated for the past eons, but it doesn’t matter anyway. At the very least, the legend of the great Beelzebub will live on, and maybe I will be reborn.
“HAHAHAHA NOW GO AND MAKE MY NAME GREAT AGAIN. MAKE THEM REMEMBER THIS BEELZEBUB.”
POP, it disappeared like it was deleted from existence just like me right now just like me. My mind begins to blur, and all of my emotions begin to fade.
“A…nd…reve..”
At that moment, the tyrant, the lord of the flies, was gone, but at the same time, a new legend was born. The legend of...
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“O great demon from the unknown, please answer this call from your faithful and loyal servant, Issac Mortem.”
Inside a dark room with no light, a skinny, young man wearing a dark cloak is kneeling down, holding a cross upside down with both hands, chanting like he is trying to summon something, and yet, nothing happens. Furious, he threw the cross down, cursing
“FUCK, FUCK WHY, I DID ALL THE STEP SO WHY NO DAMN DEVIL ANSWER MY CALL”
I thought demons wanted to enter this realm, so why? It is because of my illness; no, he said that it didn’t matter, so why
“I’m going to do it one more time.”
Picking up the cross, he bit his finger and drew a hexagon-shape with runes circled around. Kneeling at the center of it, he chants
“O great demon from the unknown, please answer this call from your faithful and loyal servant, Issac Mortem.”
‘Please work this time, please’
For a moment, nothing happens. Depressed, Isaac decided to give up.
Then something happens: the room’s temperature begins to drop as the room begins to illuminate with emerald color.
"Huh, what’s going on?”
Suddenly, a small crack appears in the air, like the space is being cracked open. No, it is being cracked open. Then two hands crawled out and opened up the fissure.
From there a monstrous being walked out, a monster that stood at least 4 meters tall with an exoskeleton covering its body except for the head and legs, and from the gap of the exoskeleton was obsidian fur, like a beast man wearing armor. It’s legs look even more bizarre; they look like grasshopper’s legs except for the fact that each leg has another leg grow out.
Seeing this creature, Issac's mind begin to fall into madness but also excitement
“…you done looking."
Snapped out of it, I looked above, only to see a fly head with crimson eyes, target-like pattern pupils and a creepy smile. I feel an indescribable amount of dread all over my body. Looking at the big red eyes make his skin crawl, like multiple flies surrounding him.
FUCK, WHAT THIS BASTARD LOOKING FOR SO LONG, IT HAS BEEN 10 SECONDS, I DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT, NO STAY CALM, TO FOOL THIS FOOL I MUST BE AS DIGNIFIED AS POSSIBLE
“Oh, my, devil, it’s actually work. FINALLY, I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT. THIS IS IT.”
“Cough Huma…”
"YES, I WILL SELL MY EVERYTHING, MY SOUL, MY LIFE. PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME, THE POWER TO SHOW THE WORLD MY MIGHT.”
“…..”
'Huh, now that I think about it, this is my first time making a contract with a human.’
I usually just corrupt them, so this is kind of new to me. Is making contracts this easy, or is he just an idiot?
“….Very well”
I entered his body and began to reach the very depth of his soul; grabbing it, I absorbed his soul.
“WAIT WAIT WHAT ARE YOU.. STOP STOP THIS INSTANT NOOOOOOOOOOO”
The process is much smoother than I anticipated. As the soul of Isaac begins to break apart, I look at it with caution for the worst, but it never happens. Isaac is just gone; his soul has disintegrated and become a part of mine.
“Well, that was easy.”
What a fool he is, so naïve. No, this is beyond naivety.
“But nonetheless, it is because of that stupidity that it gives me a new life, a chance to revive my existence. You may be considered good for nothing right now, but in the future, you will be known as the catalyst of change, for a new era will be born under my might, with this body.”
“This is the return of the gluttony.”
“Kehkehkehkeh”