Chapter 8

Draceo slowly looked around the room before glancing at Larik. 'How did it go?' He asked softly,

'She's currently stable, but we'll have to continue monitoring her for another week before being absolutely sure. The procedure that you performed had never been used before, so we have no idea if any after-effects would appear on either you or her.' Larik replied, kneeling on one knee. 'Please continue to rest, your Majesty, I will handle things for now.'

Draceo nodded silently and once again lied down on the hard mattress bed, staring at the plain dark ceiling, with a single bronze chandelier hung in the middle. He could feel something amiss. Like he's forgetting something. But just couldn't put a finger on what it was.

Larik picked himself up from the ground and left the room, shutting the creaky wooden door behind him with a soft thud.

The room once again fell into complete silence as the increase beating of Arnea's heart sounded from within her chest. Her hands still covering her mouth and her eyes had widened. She huddled in the corner of the wardrobe, underneath the cluster of fancy clothes, her hands and legs trembling at an unspoken rate.

Arnea attempted to calm herself down as the the information started processing in her mind,

The Demon King. I'm in the freaking Demon King's castle. And I'm hiding in his wardrobe.

One half of her brain was screaming at her to make a run for it right now as the Demon King is currently weak, while the other half was too scared to even move.

Although both her physical and mental health was depleting at an unimaginable rate, she was still had one small question lingering in her heart. Why did he save her? And who was the girl he talking about?

While Arnea was questioning her reality, Draceo slowly picked himself up right and leaned against the stone wall.

'[Status]'

The transparent scene once again appeared before him.

Name: Draceo Vi Ralius [Humanity Remaining: 70%]

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 (Locked), Fire, Lightning, Wind, Summon, Darkness, Water, Earth, Ice, Void

Health Bar: 10000/109600 (+10000)

Mana Bar: 1000/110600

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 (Locked)

- Fire

- Lightning

- Wind

- Darkness

- Water

- Earth

- Ice

- Void

Tier 6 Summon Magic

- Dark Crimson Dragon Rank SS (Locked)

- Dark Water Serpent Rank SS (Locked)

'Humanity... remaining..?' Draceo muttered, staring at the two words added after his name.

He quickly tapped the words, opening a new screen.

[Humanity]

System has detected error...

Error detected...

Source of error... Humanity Present...

Erasing humanity....

Loading: 30% Complete. Please Wait...

Estimated remaining time: 7 years

-Current Progress-

Locked: All Holy Related Spell

Deleted: Empathy

Deleted: Sympathy

-Details-

Darkness Skill Detected

- Dark Aura ——— Contribute: 5%

- Shadow Step ——— Contribute: 5%

- Dark Ritual ——— Contribute: 20%

Total: 30%

Humanity Remaining: 70%

'Huh?'

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Author's Note

Heyo,

Me again. So I decided on continuing this cause I couldn't find a way to begin the other one I was planning. So here we are. And I'm not following the original plan this story was gonna go cause I really wanted to experiment with psychological stuff, so if there's some plot hole in places, sorry. I might go on and off on this project cause I might be busy with my other work. I'm only doing this during my spare time. So there's no uploading schedules.

Peace Out.