Everything in nature has a natural opposite.
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In this world, humans and other intelligent species are no different. Around the same time they came to be, the undead and shadow people also rose out of seemingly nowhere. These are the opposite to humans and all other light beings in almost every way, and because of this, each feared the other. Thus the most influential being of all the shadow races, the demon king, convinced the other shadow people to start a war against all light beings. The humans teamed up with the other light beings (your cat people, your elves, your dwarves, basic stuff) to counterattack. Eventually, the demon king was killed, and the shadow people lost the war. However, humans didn't know that the demon king had a son. This son had high plans and was ready to bring these beasts back to their former glory!
Until an adventurer killed him.
However, the demon king had another son who, mourning the death of his brother, swore revenge on all light beings on the planet.
He also got killed.
The demon king was quite the ladies' man. Since the demon race had yet to invent any htrib control (that's what they call birth, get it?) he had over 100 sons and daughters with around 50 different women. And I can't even get a girlfriend... Anyway, most of these children, after learning their heritage, tried to take up the throne. The only issue was not the standard siblings fighting over the throne nonsense, but being able to rule for long enough without some new adventurer coming in and stabbing them with holy magic. Too bad many humans had access to holy magic, any shadow person's weakness. At least the light beings themselves were weak to shadow magic, but that didn't matter much in a situation like this.
So, most of the demon king's children failed at the task of becoming the new king or queen. However, one had managed to take the throne and keep it secure. He survived every assassination attempt and turned it into the adventurer's death. He was the new demon king: Daemonium Rex!
(Seriously, his name is just Demon King in Latin? At least it's more appropriate than Stercus and Stercore.)
How did he accomplish such a feat? It required quite a bit of trickery. Out of all of the previous king's children, he was the only one who was born of a succubus, making him a demi-succubus. This allowed him to do some of the shapeshifting abilities of one as well, although not as complex. Succubi and Incubi of this world were more than just seductive devils, they could just transform into a dildo and suck you dry as you use that if you want. So, being half succubus, his abilities were nothing more than looking like other shadow people or light beings.
Using that to his advantage, every time an adventurer was close enough to kill him, he'd get some rope and pretend to be a captured adventurer. He'd even offer them sex if they helped, and who wouldn't trust someone who offered a quick fuck? Of course, he was a succubus, so the sex would make the male adventurer become shriveled up food for him. Not like it mattered, as even if he didn't eat them they'd probably leave him alone afterward.
Now, being the only one to keep the title has made Daemonium quite proud. So he decided to restart the war and had troops rush into an unsuspecting city. It failed. He tried again. It failed.
"Your majesty," said his butler Sebastian, a 12-foot tall minotaur with a suave suit and small bowtie. "I believe that you need to try a different strategy for starting this war again."
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"Yeah," Daemonium replied while on his royal king-sized bed, playing Pokemon X. Despite being 16 (quite young for a demon or succubus) he had the body of a 10-year-old in his normal form. His common attire was a red shirt and blue jeans, with an oversized red king's robe behind him. Being the demon king meant he usually should have a crown, but it was too big so he decided not to wear it. This allowed his long black hair to flow to his knees. Demons had red skin, while succubi had purple. Being a mix of both his skin was a dark reddish-purple jam-like color. He had freckles on his cheeks, and the white parts of his eyes were pitch black, with the irises being yellow.
"Maybe I used too few forces with that last attack," he continued. "Of course they could take a thousand men, I should've used a million"
"I don't think you understand the art of war young majesty," Sebastian said.
"Of course I understand. The stronger forces win while the weaker forces lose."
"It's not just that. You need strategy and tactics. You can't have too many people on your side die."
"So what if they die. In chess you sacrifice pieces to advance your force, how is this different?"
"You aren't even good at chess though."
"T-That's a dumb game anyway! My point still stands!"
"That would be okay in a game, but in real life, none of us want to be sacrificed. Besides, your repeated charging is making you lose approval."
Daemonium looked up. "What do you mean lose approval?"
"The military chief says he refuses to take any more orders from someone like you. In polls, everyone agrees that you are our worst king yet. And talk about assassinating you is not only commonplace but unanimously agreed to be best the best course of action which I have to agree with. The only reason you aren't dead is that they don't have any lightning weapons to target a shapeshifter like you."
This hate wasn't completely unfounded. After becoming king, Daemonium decided to spend most of his attention putting troops to war. Every non-war related program of his has gone up in flames, literally. His greatest plan was to build a wall surrounding the entire country to keep it safe from humans. Only one minute later lightning struck and not only burned it down but killed many people of various shadow beings alongside it. It was a tragedy on par with things like 9/11, the Holocaust, or Subaru saying he loves Emilia. This event was the trigger for most. If you didn't hate him then, you did now.
Daemonium looked a bit defeated. "But, how do I get their approval back?"
"Maybe you can start by learning how to be a more effective leader," Sebastian suggested.
"How do I do that?"
"What about on-field training? The most effective way to learn to lead an army is to have once been part of an army."
"So if I go to fight the light beings by myself, I'd learn how to lead the army better?"
"Well yes, but I don't thi-"
"And if I go to fight them myself and win the war as well, I could come back a hero and my reputation is fixed!"
"Well, you probably shouldn't ju-"
"Well, see you later!"
Before Sebastian could say anything, Daemonium leaped out of his bedroom window, using the small wings hidden under his shirt to soften his landing (demons have wings, but succubi don't). He then proceeded to run to who knows where.
Sebastian sighed. The young king made a reckless decision that would probably get him killed.
On the bright side, he made a reckless decision that could get him killed.
"YO GUYS!" Sebastian yelled to the rest of the staff. "THE YOUNG MAJESTY HAS LEFT! AND HE LIKELY WON'T COME BACK!"
The castle was ecstatic, as that now meant that everyone could now pack up and get a new job. No one liked him anyway.
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"Wow, that was easy," Pan said.
"I'm happy there were no monsters in there," Stercus said.
Luck is on your side, Luck stat created!
Luck increased +7
Stercus pondered the new stat inclusion while Krys and Pan celebrated how they didn't die. It was kind of strange though, as the castle was abandoned as if everyone ran away for no apparent reason. It was certainly a strange occurrence.
But who cares, they got a lot of cash now.
Name: Daemonium Dissimulato Rex STR 12 Species: 50% Demon + 50% Succubus DUR 13 Age: 16yrs 31days INT 16 HP: 19/21 SPE 20 Level: 4 LCK 1 Exp: 3/16 Spells Known: 1
End of Beginnings Arc