ZerrisX

Alistor is a shadow demon from another realm, he was the king, he conquered the strongest demons in his realm with his butler Micreal. 

Normal day usually came by until unexpectedly, a beam of light shined above Alistor and Micreals head, and they were transported to another realm, they were unfamiliar about the place, will they adapt the new place? Will they find a way to go back? will you come with us in our journey?

(Authors note:
This wasn't really a fan-fic, this was categorized as my own novel, but I miss clicked so it went in the fan-fic section so yeah, and opinions is really needed, so that I can make the story more clear and precise so that I can meet the expectations of my readers, also thanks for stopping by)

Never Summon a Shadow Demon from the Other World

It was a normal day like no other, in the castle where Alistor, Micreal, and Zerriss lives with their other comrades.


"Sir,  we have a meeting on the west kingdom this afternoon, i suggest we go there now" Zerris reads a check list needs to be done.


"I see,  then lets go there immediately." Alistor stands on the throne and raises his arms toward the door, and walks down.


"Sir,  Are we sure that this would go well? " Micreal asked worriedly.


"What are you talking about? it went well the last time right? " Alistor said with a smugged face.


"I shall ready the carriage sir? " Zerriss asked


Zerriss went outside to ready the carriage and unexpectedly, A beam came upon Alistor and Micreals head and sucks them in.


"Sir,  the carriage is... ready...? Sir?  Sir?! " Zerriss looks for Alistor and micreal.


* a few moments later in the mysterious beam*


"GAHHH!!!!! Where are we??!  why are we spinning?" Alistor said while spinning


They both screamed like it was their last, and they suddenly arrived at an unfamiliar Place, at a plain grass field and a road behind them.


"Ouch... that hurts... " Micreal scratches his head, and stands up "Where are we? " he continued.


"I dont know... " Alistor looks at beyond the grass field.


Prologue: Transferred.