There it stood in the middle of the room. A dark mass of flesh that kept shifting constantly in all directions. It shifted from left to right and sometimes it expanded only to later collapse upon itself. Its image would leave a disturbing expression on one's mind but whoever created it never thought about that. It wasn’t like anybody else would be observing it apart from here. The mass of flesh had existed here for an extremely long time and it looked like a natural existence there.

Inside it was a person’s body slowly shifting in rhythm to match its flow. However, in the last few months, the mass of flesh had increased its rate of shifting as if preparing from something. Soon, a small rupture appeared on the flesh which slowly increased in size.

‘Wait, where am I? What is this?’

The body inside the flesh had finally gained consciousness and instead of being greeted by warm sunlight and the smell of flowers he met itself in a dying situation. When he first opened his eyes, he saw nothing but instead felt his body was immersed in a cold liquid. The liquid compressed his body from all sides making his movement inside the liquid impossible. Furthermore, the liquid forced its way inside his lungs which started his drowning process. Faced by the fear of drowning inside the liquid he looked for a way out when he saw a small light on the far side. He grabbed the walls of flesh and propelled himself towards the light which caused the mass of flesh to start collapsing on itself.

From an outside view, it looked like the mass of flesh was being squeezed by some external force causing it to collapse.

When he had finally reached the source of light, he used his leg to throw himself further which caused him to escape from the mass of flesh. Once he was out, he first coughed until all the liquid in his lungs came out after which he lay on the ground while taking huge gulps of air. Once the air hit his lungs, he felt euphoria knowing he had once again escaped his inevitable demise. The liquid on his body started to turn blue and grew thick forming a mucus-like structure that was not appealing even to him.

The whole sight from the beginning looked like he was given birth by the flesh and the contents of the show were sure to make people with weak stomachs vomit.

And that was how the new Demon King was born in the new world.

‘Couldn’t she at least choose another way for all this? Now I feel extremely dirty both body and mind. I don’t think I will ever forget this feeling.’

Those were the first thoughts that ran through the new Demon King’s mind. The ordeal had left with some serious questions about the Demon God as he didn’t appreciate his birth. He would have given anything so as not to experience that process ever again.

‘Now to find some water and wash this filth from me.’

When he stood up, he noticed a black robe and beside it was some leather boots. He didn’t want to dirty the robe but because he had no other option, he wore the black robe and wore the black boots. After wearing the robe, he noticed a dark belt lying beside it which he used to further tighten the robe and with that, he was dressed.

As he observed the room, he noticed that the place had sigils and magic runes around it which seemed to pulsate at regular interval with a blue light. Just looking at the runes made his head hurt and he decided to find a way out of the room because he felt something was not right.

As he took his first step, he felt his body become light and somehow his head tilted its self vertically as he could feel his back muscles tighten ‘fa-thud’. His first step had ended up also being his last.

He stood up and moved around the room slowly as he adjusted to the feeling of the new body. Everything about it was foreign and once he had mastered the basics he walked towards the door of the room.

The door had a rusted metallic look to it and was also covered in sigils same as the room but the only difference was that it didn’t have a handle nor a key for inserting a key to it. The only thing it did was emit an ominous blue light. However, the only thing it had was a dent which looked more like a cast shaped to fit the hand of a person but more precisely his hand.

Once he had placed his hand on the dent the blue light turned to red and several tentacles grew from the dent which covered his hand. Once they had covered his hand, he felt his hand lacerated and as his blood spewed, he heard the sounds of metal gears slowly rotating.

After who knows much time, the tentacles receded back and as his hand was released the door opened giving way to his exit.

Instead of seeing the outside he only saw a path that itself went on and disappeared into the void.

‘Once again no clear instructions. Just mysteries waiting to happen.’

The fact he didn’t see a clear path was more than a disappointment to him. Since his awakening, he had nothing but setbacks. Seeing that he didn’t understand anything he opted to be on the safer side and he walked slowly while always keeping a clear path around him to avoid sudden surprises which he was not fond of.

As he continued following the path, he noticed two things. The first was that the further he walked the more the amount of light increased thus giving a sense of hope that the exit was not too far off.

The second thing was that he felt something watching him. He couldn’t describe the feeling but he felt something looking at him as if he was its prey and the further, he walked the more the feeling grew.

Above him, a creature was slowly tailing him. It first sensed his presence the moment he walked out of the weird room. The smell coming from him was alluring it towards him. At first, it kept its distance away from him as it didn’t know whether he was strong or weak. It followed him slowly trying to sense his mana and evaluate whether it could eat him. After following him for a while it didn’t feel any amount of mana coming from him. He didn’t even have a bit of mana running through him.

Once this was clear it couldn’t help contain its excitement as it suddenly let loose its bloodlust. It has been a long time since it had eaten a full meal and the person below it would be its full course meat tonight. The thought of sleeping while full sent further excitement to it that caused the bloodlust to be further released.

However, it was now unable of holding on to its joy and it launched itself towards the person only thinking of how delicious he would be.

‘Above you.’

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A warning went off inside his head which prompted him to roll sideways and just when he was rolling, he heard the sound of something heavy falling where he was standing a few minutes ago. When he looked at the creature, he saw it was an oversized spider that towered above him while looking at him with its red eyes as poison dripped from its chelicerae. They both stared at each other for a split second before the fight that put their lives on the line began.

Due to its sheer height and massive size, the spider had most of the advantage.

So, when the spider rushed towards him, he dodged to the right which caused the spider to miss and crush against the wall. This gave him an opportunity which he used to look around for anything to serve as a weapon. Just beyond the corner of his eye, he saw a rusted sword which instinctively he run for. The spider which had now recovered saw him running for the sword and moved to block his path.

He thought that because the spider was big it was slowly but that was not how things operated her. Because the common knowledge was that the bigger the animal the less the chances of survival and so because of this most people didn’t take on these monsters but instead paid for adventurers’ for exterminating them.

The spider reached the sword before him and before he could calculate his move it swung one of its legs. He moved his hand in front to soften the blow but it did nothing against pure power. He was blown away and his body was thrown and crushed against the wall. As he crushed against the wall, he felt his insides jiggle in the worst of ways which caused him to cough blood.

That blow had confirmed how great the difference in level was. Even though he was the new Demon King nobody cared. Indeed, what a dangerous world.

Before he could gather himself, the spider had arrived where he was and it delivered another blow which was stronger than the previous one. This time the blow carried him to the adjacent wall which crumbled when he crushed against it.

As he looked in front of him, he saw the spider slowly approach him. It was as if it was toying with him which it was.

The spider wanted to watch him lose all hope and start to despair. And when he thinks his death will be quick, I will slowly eat him as watches making him despair more. How wonderful his face will be? The spider thought that as it slowly approached him.

Now he started to feel the effects of tanking the two blows of the spider. He needed a plan and fast was his thoughts. No, the sword was too far away and it would see his move. As he continued to think it became clear that he had no arsenal in his toolbox.

“Pitfall.”

He heard a voice whisper into his ear. He thought he was hearing things as the spider continued to approach him.

“Pitfall.”

The voice spoke again this time making itself clearer.

‘What does that even mean?’

However, now the spider was a few steps from him. So, he did the only thing one could do.

“”

Once he was done saying those words the ground beneath them disappeared and what appeared before them was nothing but pure darkness. They both felt themselves become weightless as they perished together in the abyss.

The spider was baffled by the sudden change of events. How does he have mana when I can’t sense it. These thoughts run across its feeble mind when it was faced with destruction.

What followed afterwards for both of them darkness as they both hit the ground and collapsed.

After who knows how much time, he finally felt himself slowly awaken and the first feeling that hit him was pain. He felt the pain run across his whole body such that it affected his ability to see. After he dragged himself up was when he noticed they had fallen into some sort of pond in the middle of nowhere. The area surrounding the pond was barren as no visible life apart from them two seemed to occupy this area.

Upon looking at himself he saw blood running across his body and the robe he was wearing was torn apart leaving only the

When he glanced across the pond was when he saw his other friend who was not so fortunate. The spider had broken all its legs while also being pierced by a large piece of rock that held it in place. The spider being unable to move was using its mana to try and heal itself but the wounds it has sustained didn’t allow for that to happen.

He saw the spider desperately try to unravel itself but even he knew it was impossible. As he walked towards the spider his foot hit a metallic thing. When he looked down, he saw the same rusted he was desperately trying to reach before. It seemed the sword had fallen together with them. He picked up the sword and walked towards the spider with murderous intent in his eyes.

Fate had just switched their roles and granted him a new position which he would perform with the utmost gratification.

After reaching the spider he thrust the sword into one of its eyes and watched as the spider writhed in agony. The feeling of having utmost control of one’s life gave him a euphoria he had never felt before. As he repeatedly stabbed the other eyes, he continued to feel the euphoria which exploded into another new emotion and suddenly he felt his body becoming colder but his eye becoming hotter by the second.

To him, he felt nothing but joy but he didn’t know that his body was preparing him to become something worse he had never imagined.

When stabbing the spider’s last eye, he caught a glance of his eye’s reflected on the pool’s water. His left eye glowed red which was deeper than blood while in his right eye he saw nothing. It was as if his right eye didn’t exist and left behind a void so dark it seemed to suck the life out of everything.

This new development shocked him as he dropped his sword before stabbing the spider’s last eye and before he could react, he felt attracted to the smell of the spider.

‘I know you want to consume the spider. What is stopping you? Just one small bite to cease your hunger. One small bite.’

The thoughts run through his mind and his body couldn’t resist the urge. For some reason, the spider looked incredibly tasty. He felt his body move near the abdomen of the spider where it was pinned down by the rock.

Due to the abdomen being stabbed its shell was too soft and once he had cut through it with his sword, the organs of the spider came spilling out and the smell the produced was the most alluring he had ever smelt.

“<…...lust>”

Those were the last words he heard in his head before he tried to stop himself but couldn’t as he watched himself fall on his knees and started to eat the organs. Never before had he eaten something so good. The only thoughts he had was to eat more and not to let this good meal go to waste.

The scene which was unfolding now was extremely ghastly as he only cared to fill his stomach.

After eating for while he suddenly collapsed beside the spider and his consciousness drifted away leaving behind a husk of a body.

When he collapsed a red aura originated from him and it spread away from him and the aura travelled the entire world. Its presence was so minute that only the selected few felt its presence that night. To them, the sign of the red aura signified a new beginning. This was a happy day and indeed it was.

“It has finally begun.”

They all said that with the most wicked smiles each in his little prison.

And so that night a new Demon King was officially introduced into the new worlds al he lay beside the dead spider.

The Gods of this world together with their people didn’t feel that presence and so everybody slept soundly thinking of how they would have a brighter future tomorrow.

“It seems you have inherited some of my most nasty skill my young one. That just makes this more interesting to watch. I wonder what other how far you will go and which nasty things will you show me.”

The lady in the purple hair spoke those words as she happily rolled in her little dark sanctuary while laughing maniacally.