——————————>[PROFILE]-[Name: Shian Smith]-[Race: True Demon]-[Level: 7]-[ExP: 382/4800]-[Title(s): Master's Will, Ice Predator]-[Ability: —]____________________>[STATS]-[Strength: 15]-[Agility: 22]-[Defence: 10]-[Stamina: 20]-[Intelligence: 25]-[Attribute Points: ]____________________>[SKILLS][WEREWOLF SKILLS]-[PARTIAL TRANSFORMATION(Active)][Glabro Form]-[DREAD GAZE(Passive)][QI ENERGY: 16]__________[VAMPIRE SKILLS]-[BLOOD CLAW STRIKE(Active)]-[BLOOD SIGHT(Passive)][BLOOD ENERGY: 15]__________[CHAOS SKILLS]-[CHAOS COATING(Active)]-[CHAOS ABSORPTION(Passive)][CHAOS ENERGY: 200]____________________[LICH SKILLS: LOCKED]____________________[DEMON GIANT SKILLS: LOCKED]____________________[DEMON DRAGON SKILLS: LOCKED]____________________[DEMON WIZARD SKILLS: LOCKED]____________________[HUMAN SKILLS]-[RAKSHASA'S PALM][STAMINA: 20]____________________>[Storage Space]-[1X Earrings Of Enlightenment]-[8X Stones]-[Adam Wright's Left Arm]——
"What... happened?" Shian asked as he grabbed his throbbing head.He looked around, confused, until he regained his bearings and remembered what had happened, though he didn't know why what happened, happened.He sent Alucard a glance, and saw him standing to the side... with a frown.What had caused Alucard to frown? There were only two times Shian had seen him show any another expression, except an unnerving smile which he always had, on his face.The first time was when Adam pestered him on their first day in the dormitory, and the second was when he fought the beast horde in the Myriad Scapes Dungeon.Then, Alucard had showed another expression due to some reasons unknown to him. All in all, the only time he wasn't smiling, was either when the situation was too serious to joke with, or... he was just not in the mood. Shian tilted his head to the side and raised a brow. "Why am I on the floor?"Alucard almost seemed to choke on his saliva after hearing that odd question. Why was
——————————[New Quest Received][Quest Description: Your greatest Enemy stands before You, challenging your Dignity and deserved Authority. MURDER IT IN THE CRUELEST WAY POSSIBLE!][Rewards:???][Penalty: Death]––––––––––[Cruelty level: 0]——————————"It's a pleasure to stand before a True Chaos Demon, and best, duel with him." The Cythraul spoke in a deep guttural voice that was grating to the ears.Shian ignored this, probed with the system, and it's information popped up.——————————[Name: Dodon][Race: Cythraul][Age: 9][Rank: Two Stripped][Aura Level: +1][Affiliation: ???]——————————Almost half of what he saw confused him. He knew what Name, Race, Age, Rank and Affiliation was, but Aura Level?'What the fuck is Aura Level?!' Shian furrowed his brows, puzzled. 'And how was the Cythraul nine years old.' "It seems you're not awed or mesmerized by my presence like I expected you to. But don't worry, you'll soon be shocked by my..."Without warning and like a blur, something su
"You talk too much." Adam spat out vehemently.For Adam, who liked to yap even in dangerous situations, to say such a thing, then he was really serious and somewhat pissed off by the Cythraul.Dodon was taken aback by this, but then laughed uproariously. He laughed loudly for a few seconds, then suddenly stopped."Where's the fun in it if my prey dies too quickly?" He questioned. "I talk this much becau...""Because you're just ten years old." Shian's voice came from behind them. "Only a child would take a situation like this with levity. If you really knew how much danger your life was in, I doubt you'll be talking and laughing this much." Dodon's face went blank for a moment, before he seemed to regain his composure."...how did you know my age?" He asked flatly."It seems I was right. Tell you what, I just took a guess, and your idiot self proved me right. Hmph, just as expected from a child." Shian snorted in disdain.Dodon let out a laugh forcefully, and his dark aura intensifi
His name is Shian Smith, the hero of earth or rather how people love to call him, the Crazy Chaoslord. His story is a really sad one. He was born in a very poor family, extremely poor with nothing but rags as clothes and lived in an almost dilapidated house. He and his father barely ate twice a day which resulted in his ectomorphic physique. His mother ran away to live with another man because his father had a terminal disease, brain tumor to be precise. Before his father died he trained him how to fight and taught him several martial art techniques. His father knew how to wield all kinds of weapons and he taught Shian how to use them all in order to make him knowledgeable on how to use them if he came across anyone of them. Shian loved the great sword and always wanted to wield it, but due to his ectomorphic physique he couldn't. He struggled to become who he is today, He persisted and didn't let anything stop him from being who he wanted to be, eventually he became the strongest hu
"Shian I've told you several times, if you swing too hard you'll leave an opening for your opponent to counterattack." said Charles, Shian's sick father."Huff Huff Huff, I keep trying but I... " Shian didn't even get the chance to express himself before he was cut short by his father."No buts. Again from the beginning." Bellowed CharlesCharles was very strict with his son's training because he knew he didn't have much time and he wished to maximize the little one he had with him to prepare him before he was gone.Shian and his sick father practiced for several hours every day with a variety of weapons before he had to do a ten kilometer run, then lift one thousand, two hundred and fifty kilograms of weight.Ever since he had been practicing with his father at the age of five, he had been doing several types of exercises and lifting a high amount of weights that a normal child of five couldn't, but in the world of today people were stronger than the previous average humans after the
"Shian...Shian... are you there." Charles hoarse voice resounded in the small room.Shian swiftly got by his father's side and held his hands closely to his chest."I'm here father." Tears streamed down his eyes as he began to remember all what he and his father had been through. All the tough times and hardships they had faced together, was all coming to an end."Is that tears I see in your eyes. Wipe them away quickly, you can't break down now after all that has happened." Charles berated. He coughed lightly before he continued speaking"Shian, I know this is my last moment... I can feel it, my body is too weak to fight this disease anymore and any moment from now... I might die" Said Charles weakly."But I don't want to loose you father. I...I..don't have..any..where to go. I'll be alone." Shian stammered with more tears flowing down his eyes like water from a broken dam."Shian my son. Young men may die, old men must die. And it seems like my time in this harsh world is over. Don't
Charles grip on Shian's hand began to loosen but Shian held onto it firmly, not willing to let go. Shian also not wanting to believe that his father was already dead began to scream his father's name in the belief that he will suddenly awake from his 'sleep'. When he saw that he was getting no response, he leaned over his father and began crying uncontrollably.His neighbors who had seen him running out earlier and coming back with a nurse knew what was going on already. Charles sometimes just broke down but next week he will be seen up and about training Shian to the bone.This time though, they could hear the loud cry of Shian and just to confirm their fears, they slowly made their way to his house, one after the other, they walked in to meet the scene of Shian crying heavily.A small boy who was fond of Shian and always loved to spend his free time watching Shian and his now dead father train, burst into tears as he saw Shian crying over a dead person. He had always heard grown ups