Chapter 2

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Draceo stared at everyone in the room, completely speechless.

'Wait....What?!?' At a closer look, he realised this room looked familiar.

'Isn't this the Demon's Castle?!' Draceo shouted.

The crowd around him gave each other confused glances before looking back at him.

The gentleman looking Demon quickly answered, 'That is correct, You Majesty' while still bowing and glared at the surrounding demons. They quickly got to one knee as well and the room become eerie silent.

As if a light bulb hit his head, Draceo finally solved the puzzle. 'Wait. A. Moment. Are you saying I'm the Demon King? But I'm a human!'

'Your Majesty, I think you are very much confused, you are certainly the Demon King; you have the [Mark of the King], but you are no...human' he replied, making a disgusted face at the word human.

Draceo became extremely confused, 'What do you-' suddenly he felt his head. There are two large horns poking out of his head. 'Oh no. Mirror. Give me a mirror!' He exclaimed, looking around urgently.

'Yes, Your Majesty', a voice called out.

A petite female demon nervously stood out from within the crowd, slowly walked towards him and politely handed over her hand held mirror.

From what he saw in his reflection, he nearly fainted. A man with red glowing eyes and black horns stared right back him. He also noticed he has a small red crown patterned tattoo embedded under his left eye on his snow like face. His hair had remained black with the exception of the front few strands which had a streak of white. Looking at his fingers, they too had been tainted black and grew sharper.

He had the appearance of a 'stereotypical' Demon King.

Suddenly he remembered the announcement when he was summoned and quickly understood.

[Race Change].

'Your Majesty.... Are you alright?' A voice interrupted from his thoughts.

Draceo looked up, 'Uh. Yes, I'm fine.' He mutters.

'Your Majesty, perhaps you do not know, but if you recite the words [Status], you would be able to view your status and details.' The demon said in a humble voice.

'Mhm..' Draceo replied half-heartedly as he already known about this but simply forgot at the spur of the moment.

'[Status]'

A transparent looking board appeared before him.

Name: Draceo Vi Ralius

Race: Demon Royalty (Race Bonus: +500 to all stats)

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Level: approx. SSS

Title: Former Hero, Demon King (Title Bonus +100 to all stats), Legendary Demon Demi-God (Title Bonus: +1000 to all stats)

Attributes: Holy Light, Fire, Lightning, Wind, Summon, Darkness, Water, Earth, Ice, Void

Health Bar: 109600/109600 (+10000)

Mana Bar: 110600/110600

Speed: 101200

Defence: 101150 (+1000)

Strength: 101500

Magic Attack: 101600 (+1000)

Magic Defence: 101150 (+10000)

Equipment

- Cursed Holy Sword (+1000 Magic Attack)

- Demonic Sword (+1000 Strength)

- Cursed Holy Armour [Infused] (+10000 Health +1000 Defence)

Skills

Tier 8 Elemental Magic

- Holy Light

- Fire

- Lightning

- Wind

- Darkness

- Water

- Earth

- Ice

- Void

Tier 6 Summon Magic

- Dark Crimson Dragon Rank SS (Locked)

- Dark Water Serpent Rank SS (Locked)

'They even changed my last name.' He muttered, 'But what the hell is with my stats...'

All his stats had become abnormally high and overpowered. Compared to when he was a hero, this was triple his former power. Previously, all his stats were in the three digit range and was still considered the worlds best, but now, that seems like child play. It seems like the summon system didn't consider the chance the summoned person would be the former hero and therefore added the demon king stats to an already overpowered person, but looking closely, he didn't only have the Demon King Title, he also had the 'Legendary Demon Demi-God' title which he had never heard before. Tapping on the Title name a small tab opened up high read,

[Legendary Demon Demi-God]

Title Bonus (+1000 to all stats)

An existance extrememly close to becoming a God.

Current Title

1/2,000,000 EXP

Next Title - Legendary Demon God (Title Bonus: +100000 to all stats)

Level Up requirements

- Gain the trust of 1,000,000 demons (0/1000000)

- Kill 1,000,000 living beings regardless of race (0/1000000)

Draceo stared at the screen speechlessly.

'What...the...hell is going on...'

He looked at the gentleman looking demon realising he still doesn't know his name.

As if the demon read his mind,

'Larik. My name is Larik' He replied. 'I will be serving you as your personal servant from now on.'