Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Darkness, silence... Lost in the depths of a collapsing dungeon, Ryuji's hands reached out, grasping at the cold, moist mud slipping down his black claws and armoured flesh.

A low rumble of voices mixed and blended into a dreary old hymn. The hymn of the forgotten ones, their song of rejoice!

"So the Betrayer awakens, and now the hands of fate shall move once again."

"He who resists, fights and rebels until no desires remain."

"The King of demons, but a puppet of the gods. Destined to free the forsaken."

"In the end, his efforts mean nothing; everything will be taken."

"Alas, Betrayer, we praise thee."

"He who sets us free!"

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Pain, Ryuji wrapped his long arms around his body, the black armour torn to shreds, unable to recover with the constant black ooze dissolving the material.

Despite his resistance, fighting off the darkness and agony within, he didn't seem to submit in the slightest. His ocean-blue eyes carried the vibrance and determination of a young king, given the throne to lead his kingdom.

Though his body transformed, the figure remained himself. With tight, toned muscles, solid bones and long claws with black flesh akin to leather gloves up to his elbows and knees, a blend of pale white and darkness formed his body.

As he trembled in the darkness, he lashed out. Determined to escape, fight, and resist, as the hymn foretold.

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The image of Yumiko, Erika and Liana flashed through his mind; no longer alone or obsessed with his mother, he felt a connection to these women... even Alicia came to mind as his long tail whipped out like a bull tamer.

'I am not the betrayer. My name is Ryuji Vincenzo. I will not become your puppet, for my only desire is to make them smile and enjoy my life!'

Ryuji's mind lay shattered, unable to tell reality from dream, yet he didn't surrender accepting his changes and desperately trying to keep his thoughts and desires.

A soft voice sounded from the depths of the abyss, words that told of his most fragile fears.

"You can no longer control your desires, beast. A fallen creature destined to be smitten by the apostles of light in regret! They can never accept such a monster as their partner. All that you love and adore will abandon you!"

Silence, not even the sound of his bated breath while suffering agonising pain as his entire existence changed for eternity.

Ryuji's consciousness faded, his beautiful face more distinct with a sharp, chiselled chin and jaw, his lips more alluring and red with fangs peeking from his top lip. The form he took might make him laugh if shown in the mirror.

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A fan art of a certain demon lord was created for one game that Ryuji and Alan played together. Ryuji felt the demon carried both elegance and charm that amazed him. Especially this fan art made the demon lord of lust - Asmodeus - look extremely beautiful with a powerful and gruesome body built for combat and sex.

The sound of tearing flesh echoed as a blood-red crystal protruded from the unconscious Ryuji's chest. His tattoos all seemed to become a frame as the flesh healed around the crystal black ink traced around it and joined with the Lich and Lizardman tattoos on his chest.

While in a dream, Ryuji heard the soft voice so close to his mother that it soothed his soul and allowed him to keep fighting the agony and pain that surged through his mind and body like jagged saws gnawing at his flesh and bone.

However, in places Ryuji didn't know, a battle of wills, of ambitions waged in his very soul!

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A woman's shadowy figure stood with one leg on a broken throne, her long wavy hair and huge horns flickering in the darkness as blue lights flickered where her eyes should be.

With huge black wings and a long, sleek tail, she watched the darkness.

Behind her on the throne was a small black egg, throbbing with blood-red veins, its size close to that of an adult human male—it seemed she was protecting this egg, and the throne was not hers but for the existence growing inside the egg.

[I do not remember allowing my lovely Ryuji to suffer this kind of retarded fate. If you want to try, then you will answer to me]

The egg was Ryuji's soul!

In response, a distorted creature with many legs and arms crawled on the floor, swaying tendrils and boils on its strange body skittered across the range of the woman's aura.

"A mere shadow from the past, what can you do? That goddess will never turn against the other, no matter how much she adores you and your son!"

Each time the rotten shadow spoke, its limbs and tendrils shot towards the woman, her long claws like blades slicing it down, uncaring and filled with no remorse as she flicked the monster's blood away.

It wanted to interrupt the egg's completion!

[What if I already arranged for them to marry? Would she remain silent about your play, shadow?]

"NEVER! The gods do not mingle with mortals! Know you're place, fallen slut!"

[Hahahaha! One day, I will crush your soul myself. How dare you all force my son into this role!]

Upon her last words, the demon figure snapped her fingers. A buffet of black and red flames appearing her hand, much like Ryuji's magic identical as it brought light to the area the shadow retreated, trying to escape.

However, she would never let it remain inside her son's soul.

She tossed the enormous ball of flames, searing the world like a flame from hell. The ball homed in on the monster and exploded upon smashing into its body.

Flames crackled, and her enchanting blue eyes never left the monster until its existence faded. Her hands spread wide; she then began to form dozens of smaller fireballs before tossing them in every direction...

"NOOOOOO!" The voice cried out as a fireball found a tiny little piece of shadow hiding beside the throne, exploding and evaporating until nothing remained. "You foolish wench! Without me, your son will die! He will never survive!"

[Idiot, now they you cannot influence him or make him obey you... I will give him all my knowledge, love, and guidance. How long did I wait for this~ for you stupid old men to come out of the shadows and reach out your filthy hands to touch my pride and joy?]

However, no response came.

Because she destroyed any threat to Ryuji's future development, her long fingers stroked the black egg, reaching completion—in the darkness, only a gentle pair of ocean blue eyes and a low humming, like a mother singing a lullaby to her child, remained in this dark place.

[Don't worry. Mother will make sure they cannot do anything in the shadows. Go forth and enjoy the world as you want to, Ryuji. Mother is always watching you.]

Her lips touched the large egg before her figure began to fade as if pouring her essence and power into the Ryuji's mind and soul.

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The next moment, his eyes opened. He began to feel a tinge of clarity as the gentle voice of his mother sounded. Ryuji didn't know why he felt confident it was her, but somehow, he just knew it was her.

[Your Tattoos true form has been unlocked]

[Tattoos renamed - Demon Lord's Markings]

[Can now gain the markings from all existences slain at a higher rate.]

[Able to fuse markings once they reach above the rare grade.]

[Class Rank Improved: SS+]

[Berserker became - Sanguine Berserker]

[Class Rank Improved: A]

[Transformation to Demon Lord Successful! No level-up reward was given. In return - All attributes improved by 15.]

[Charm increased]

[Human and Demonic bloodlines have completely fused!]

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Status

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Name: Ryuji Vincenzo

Title: Deathbringer (Kobold), Murderer (Human)

1st Class: Demon Lord: Lv.10 (Hidden to Others)

2nd Class: Sanguine Berserker: Lv.16

Rage: 0/120 (0 Reserved) [40% damage resist] [50% Fire Resist]

Rank: A / SS+ (Hidden)

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Attributes

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Strength: 89 (+13)

Agility: 55 (+5)

Stamina: 54 (+3)

Grit: 92 (+10)

Intellect: 89 (+13)

Current Strength: Equal to a Level 45

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Demon Lord Form: You transform into your true form. As the lord of demons, you must beware of enemies and the apostles of light.

All Attributes and sinful desires are doubled.

There is no limit to using your true form, however prolonged use might have irreversible changes and consequences for your human form.

Demon Lord's Consort: Any woman who has given you their body and heart will share experience with you no matter how far away and both parties will gain a significant bonus.

Both you and the woman you sleep with will gain attributes and improve slightly when performing sexual acts.

Can only be triggered once a day. (Profane Saintess gains significantly more)

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In the fallen dungeon stood beside the black chest. A handsome male with long silver hair and the most alluring ocean blue eyes stood in the darkness, two sleek raven coloured wings swaying behind him as he looked at his unfamiliar figure. 1

Two long, toned arms and legs with thick muscles and tough black skin to his elbow and thighs. Their lustre like the beautiful midnight sky. His fingers with sharp nails that could extend or contract to normal size, and the eerie yet bewitching blood red gemstone in the centre of his chest glowing along with his heartbeat.

"I have awakened, but you will not control my fate." Ryuji's deep voice echoed as he snapped his fingers a blood red flame exploding from beneath the cursed chest, destroying it in seconds.

He then reverted to his human form with blonde hair, only taller and with broader shoulders, stepping into the portal to leave.