Silloh

Labels affect people's lives in any world. As it turns out, being a demon brings a bunch of dangers.

 After his reincarnation the idea of being a demon didn't really bother Azemo, instead the reality of magic and fantasy occupied his thoughts. Gaining more power or a new technique was more important than learning about the war between demons, humans and beasts. Also he was reborn with modern day villains so being a demon was the least of his worries. At first it was like he was back at school, a school filled with violence and death but he was still learning stuff. However Azemo would be forced to learn about the gravity of being a demon when he ventured from the demon stronghold.

Azemo did not have any grand goals or ideas but the world has a way of forcing troubles and tribulations upon beings.

The Birth of a Demon Lord

"What should we do? I am sure he needs to eat."

"Hmm, but we don't want to hurt him by forcing him to move."

Azemo awoke to the sound of soft voices filling the small cozy cabin. At first he wondered if he was in danger, but that was preposterous, if they wanted to hurt him, they had plenty of time when he was conked out.

Checking one more time that the single mana thread was still active, Azemo slowly moved the only part of his body that did not cause immediate pain. As his hand slowly moved into the air, the voices turned their attention to him.

'Why didn't I just speak?' Azemo was a little confused by his actions.

"Oh you are awake. Welcome to Denderlion Forest."

"Sinna, I don't think our guest really wants to hear that after he just woke up."

"And he wants to hear you complain about it?" The one called Sinna retorted.

Another Forest