Shaele

"So, that's how this all ends, what a waste..." 

When the Demon Lord Aziel Vor'thega was banished by his own brothers' and sisters' betrayal, he thought that everything was lost. 

Colluding with those worms, those despicable humans and their Holy Guardians, Aziel and his blood brother Cahal the Demon God found themselves in a hopeless, situation!

He wasn't ready to give up, and let those wretched traitors, those mongrels have the last laugh! His anger, his rage didn't allow his immortal soul to rest, but instead something unexpected happened!

Tearing a rift in space, he was sucked into the void. 

Reduced back to a single soul shard, the core of his eternal existence, he found himself in a strange new world... and with that, a new start.

A chance to climb back, and enact his vengeance upon those betrayers!

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The Strongest Demon Lord in the Modern World

Aziel was clear that this whole situation was premeditated, it was merely a weak ploy that was set up by most likely this charming looking idiot, this pompous gloryhound. The Prince, with the way too long of a name.


Christopher William Martin Evans. To be honest, Aziel had to control himself not to smirk, as despite having a 4 part long name, in truth he only had first names and no real family name.


It was as if it was already foreshadowing his spineless, conniving character. Showboating for much, yet, having no real posture, real standing to support any of that front.


This whole show, was most likely set up so that he could bask in the glory of light and show a positive side to win the newcomer, him over.


The only question that this raised and Aziel couldn't immediately find an answer to was probably the simplest one: Why?


Chapter 97 - Commotion