Amryr had already spent a few days in the Migigaia Wastelands. Still completely confident in his survival, he spent a lot of time writing in his diary. He would sometimes go back a few pages to read a story he had already written, or he would write a story he had forgotten to write down.“Eh… Seriously?” The black-and-white-haired boy hissed, eyes looking at his pen with annoyance, “Did you really stop working now?! In the middle of the desert!?”He threw it angrily forward.His strength was so great that his eyes couldn’t track where it went.“Well, fuck. Now I completely failed.” he snapped his finger nervously, then smiled as if the best moment of his life had happened, “Actually this is a great motivation! I can&

Darkness. That’s what they needed to find demons. A demon would never stand in the light of day. Therefore, when night came, it was the best time to hunt demons.    ‘No change of outfit. No talismans or items to grant him additional power or abilities. Confident in each step. Why? I don’t get it. Was I deceived? Nah… not a chance. More likely, he probably lacks knowledge. He doesn’t know how to save them. Maybe he will try to chain them down again? Hahahah. Try and talk the demons out of them? Oh my, I shouldn’t have such hilarious thoughts in my head. I might accidentally spoil my serious face.’ Amryr thought, with an uncontrolled smirk on his face. “What seems to have entertained you so much, my boy?” Gaoth asked. ‘Oh fuck. Gotta think of something fast.’ Amryr thought as his eyes went from co

‘Ever wondered what’s disgusting and horrifying at the same time? I’ll tell you. In my humble experience of, how old was I? Oh yeah, fourteen years' experience of life, I have never heard anything more awful than a lair of demons laughing at me.’   “Kid! Buhaha! Seriously!? I was totally wrong about you. You’re not a genius! No wait, you ARE! Geniusly stupid! Hahah!” Gaoth laughed his lungs out.  Gothanir, Gaoth’s son, stepped forward and spoke, “Father, let me deal with this punk myself.” The son had a ripped body. Very athletic shape that was revealed from his demonic outfit. A black sleeveless jacket, with his abs and chest visible. Spiky black hair and red eyes sticking out from the purple skin. Gaoth’s right arm extended forward, his wrist rela

“So this is what happens when the virus unlocks someone’s potential and he doesn’t die from it. Such a pity that you wouldn’t join the demon cult. You definitely would have been on par with me as a demon, even though you would have been half-human.” Gaoth spoke, as he grabbed the hilt of his demonic sword and pulled it out of the ground, slashing to the side.   Amryr had a few tears run down his cheek, but his half-white pupils gazed upon the demon as he was his prey, “You’ve got it bad, Old man. You don’t even need to turn me into a demon for me to be on par with you. I already am far stronger than you.”   Gaoth blinked a few times, his menacing figure of power faced the black-and-white mana wielder, as winds created by the boy’s sheer presence were pushing back the dust around them, “I must confess, capturing you into a nightmarish

It didn’t take long before Amryr reached the exit of the cave. It was as he speculated - the demon lair was closer to the city rather than to the villages because it would be at a tactical advantage this way. It wasn’t hard to figure this out. A city meant more people, more goods, and since the tunnels and cave were all shaped by the demon’s magic, then it all made sense. Unless, of course, the demon was stupid. But that didn’t seem to be the case. “Old man, it’s quite the view you have here. If I were you, I’d make my throne at this exact place and gaze into the horizon at all times.” Amryr spoke to the demon’s core inside his stomach, as he glared at the beautiful scenery before him. On his left, a huge lake surrounded by the mountains. Then the greener end of the