strongest demon

Betrayed. Cast aside. Killed. Valor Harder, once the world's strongest hero, lost everything when he sealed his rogue son, Dusk, in the Astral Sanctum. Stripped of power and left to die, he uncovered secrets about a world ruled from the shadows—but was executed before he could act. Reborn as Ashen Azarious, a mere boy with a mysterious system, he must rise through the ranks of All Valley Academy, battling oppression, uncovering the truth, and preparing for Dusk’s inevitable return. The world is broken, but Ashen refuses to be a pawn. This time, the hero will fight back.

Davion Hargreaves was destined to rule. But when the noble families conspired against him, he was exiled—not as a broken man, but as a force they feared. In the ruthless East Valley Quarry, where only the strongest survive, Davion carved his own empire, commanding warriors and criminals alike. His name became legend, his strength unmatched. Now, the world that cast him aside wants him back. Hidden schemes, and old enemies await—but Davion bows to no one. This time, he doesn’t return as an outcast. He returns as an overlord. And the world will either kneel or burn.

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

‘So this is death?’ Sal thought as he stared at darkness, at least that was what his brain told him. Something flickered, it looked tech, it was blue. ‘Uhn?’ Sal stared at it after it materialized. [Initiating Atomic System] [Do you wish to accept, if you do so, you will be moved into a distinct universe] [You have ten seconds] A countdown panel appeared. “What is this?” Sal asked confused as he stared at the countdown on the panel. “A distinct universe?, meaning I get to live another life? It's worth it, even if a demon's taking control of my soul, I still get to live again, I guess I'll go with it” Sal contemplated. “I accept,” Sal murmured. [Host complies] [Atomic System activated] [Searching for suitable world…] [Suitable World found] [Initiating all settings] [Initialization complete] [You will now be sent to your world] ‘what?’ Sal's Vision darkened.