Demon King

"W-what happened to me?"

"You're finally awake? You made quite a mess here?"

Lucas woke up in the hospital yard. He looks around and meets Jared's gaze. 'What happened?'

"Dude, you need to check yourself into a mirror."

'???' Lucas slowly gets up and looks at the mirror. He notices animal-like ears and golden eyes his teeth also resembled that of a vampire 'What the hell happened?'

"L-Lucas, you mutated. There's a 90% chance that you will not be able to use magic anymore…."

*Meanwhile the demon lord - Drake*

The elemental kingdom's royal academy. A young boy lies on the floor. He was all wet and unconscious. Dying. The reason is that students drowned his head in the toilet for too long. After the bullies realized they went too far, they ran away. They did not call for help because that would get them in trouble.

Dorian noticed this boy and rushed in to revive him. However, something unexpected happened. Dorian saw the young boy stand up on his own. He was wondering how a dying person recovered so soon. Dorian checked his memories and heard a robotic voice

. [Reincarnation system activated - Memories regained in 3...2...1]

"What? This is new!" Dorian became confused. This is the first timeline that he sees something like this. What the hell is this? Who revived this guy? He decided to check his memories again, but once again he heard the same robotic voice " Intruder alert. Memory's protection activated"

"Huh?" The more he tried to check this boy's memories, the more confusing it got. This never happened before, how's it possible to hide your memories from a god? And how it is possible to return from death without his or Isaac's help?

After the fourth time, the boy glared at him and spoke. "Dude, you reek of heavenly energy. Makes me wanna puke!"

"You… You can see me?" Dorian stuttered. The boy became even a bigger mystery to him.

"I am not blind you know." the boy answered and then asked. " What the f*** are you, I know you're not a human and definitely not a demon. And why are you here?"

"I am a god, I… I wanted to resurrect you, so you could get revenge. Wait, that's not important, how the fuck are you alive?" Dorian was curious. This is the first time he noticed someone resurrected without divine help.

"My memories… Are quite foggy. My… My name is Drake… No, wrong, my name is Royan, I am a demon lord." The boy scratched his head until it began bleeding.

The system once again reacted.

[Host is injured, do you require demonic transformation?]

"Huh?" Both Dorian and Drake showed their surprise at the same time.

"No, not before I understand what's going on,"

Drake replied.

"Explain to me, how this system works."

[This system is made by you, the demon king's version of you. So you could regain your powers and memories in a short amount of time. As long as you keep your memories getting triggered, you will regain all your memories.]

"Interesting," Dorian was observing the situation. So he is the demon king huh? That's good, really good. "You said your name is Drake right? I mean, a human's name."

"Yeah, wait, can you leave me alone. You stink of curse magic!" Drake became frustrated, the curse's miasma was so strong, he could barely keep up thinking straight.

"Yeah, soon. But how about we make a deal, Drake." Dorian smiled.

"A deal? What kind of deal?" Drake became suspicious. " If you want me to revert into being a goody-two-shoes, forget it"

"Oh, far from it. What I want is to return your power. I may not be able to return your previous demonic memories, but what I can do, is help you to figure out and understand your previous skills and magic spells." Dorian smiled.

He noticed that memories were blocked by the system when he tried reaching them. However, the lock on his powers and skills was so low, to Dorian, it was non-existent.

"And what's the catch?" Drake was curious. This sounds too good to be true. The man in front of him was good after all.

"You will be yourself. That's all I want. Go party, go on a killing spree. Do whatever you want for all I care." It was a lie. Dorian wanted to help Drake, or should he say Royan just for the sake of entertainment.

"Sounds like a good deal to me." Drake smiled. He knew that Dorian Is hiding something. But right now, what was most important to him, was to return to power as soon as possible. After that, he will get revenge on those garbage people, that killed him.

They both shook hands, and golden light invaded Drake's mind. He screamed out of pain, but soon he just stood still and endured it. His body remembered all the torture that happened in hell before he was a king. So his body and spirit became quite durable. If not for his popping out veins, it would seem that the pain he feels is nothing.

"Thank you" Drake looked at the mirror. His body was almost ready for a transformation. His eyes were already that of a feral fox and the teeth already mutated to have animal fangs.

"No, thank you!" Dorian smiled and vanished from the new reincarnated monster's sight.

*In the evening*

Drake, after seeing that Dorian, left, Drake studied his newly gained system. After he got bored, he left the toilet. He went out of school. Water was dripping from his wet hair, but he did not care about it. He was curious about this new world he entered. He already used the system to regain memories of his human self's past.

Drake Williams was the third son of a Duke family. But because he was non-awakened, they expelled him from his family, but he could enter the academy. He lived alone in a one-room apartment. Because of his skinny body, in school, he had the nickname 'Rat Drake'. He hated this nickname, but he couldn't do anything about it. Because of this, he was afraid of going to school.

He used his 'Evil spirit transformation' and flew over to the largest tower in the royal capital. From there, he was looking down on humans as he saw the same bullies that killed his original self. It was late evening, and those two were harassing one of their commoner classmates. She was not a pushover, however, because of a similar level of power, she could not defend herself properly. Drake smiled as he saw a familiar face. He flew over to their location and materialized himself.

"Hello, my fellow classmates." Drake politely bowed. "It is an honor to meet you all in such a beautiful place."

Rick had already begun stripping her while she screamed for help. Because of her screams, he did not notice that there was a familiar face among them. A person who is supposed to be dead.

Joe was getting excited and horny, as he knew no one would punish them, especially if they would kill her afterward and destroy the evidence. However, the girl looked at Drake and began begging for his help.

" Please, whoever you are… They will kill me! Help" She shouted as tears kept dripping from her beautiful blue eyes.

Joe realized something was wrong.

"Who is she talking to?" He checked behind him and felt someone's hand on his head.

Hand's owner became pleased that at least one of them was talking to him so he told Joe, " I am sorry, but you're in my way, sir." He squeezed Joe's head so hard that it inploded brains and blood. Then he tossed his headless body away from his path.

Rick, after seeing his friend becoming a lifeless mash, screamed in terror. Then he noticed the murderer. It was the same person he accidentally killed in school. Then he remembered the rumors about dead people returning to life in the holy kingdom. They all had one thing in common, they returned for revenge. "R...Rat… D...Drake?" Rick stuttered, he was terrified.

The girl also realized this person is her powerless classmate, or at least was powerless "Rat Drake?"

"Well now, it is quite rude calling a person a rat, is it not?" Drake smiled as he walked towards Rick.

Rick leaned to the wall as he could barely stand on his own feet. He froze in fear. As Drake stood in front of him he asked.

"How… We checked, you were dead. No, you can't be Drake, who are you?"

"My fellow student, I am indeed yours truly, Drake. I don't know how I got here." Drake bowed politely as he said as confirmation. But then, he felt malice coming from Rick, and he realized. These teens were not role-playing. They were trying to force themselves onto this girl. Then he smiled at Rick. He remembered the girl, who was lying on the ground. A childhood sweetheart of Drake. He got furious.

"I don't know how I got here, but I got the idea I suppose." He said it while taking a glance at the girl.

"Drake, please help me!" the girl asked him again. But even though she asked for help, right now she was more afraid of Drake, who already slaughtered their classmate, than Rick.

"You said I was dead? Indeed, I was." Drake smiled.

"However, even tho I expired, doesn't mean that I plan to retire!" Drake's smile turned sinister as he forced his hand into Rick's ribs and grabbed his heart. His red eyes shined as he crushed Rick's heart.

"Will... You kill me as well?" the girl trembled as she watched the murders occur right in front of her eyes. Drake, her classmate that she often took for lunch, became a murderer. Same Drake that always gave his money to Joe, so they would not abuse him. Because of that, he never had money, so she always offered to pay for him.

"And why would I do that, my dear Jasmine? You asked for help, so I helped you," Drake smiled." I may not belong among the angels, and truthfully, that's just fine with me. But I am not a mindless monster that would kill without remorse!"

That was a lie.

"Anyway, I will put a spell on you, my dear Jasmine, this spell is a curse, and if you ever tell anyone what occurred here, you will perish. And we both wouldn't like that, now would we" once again his smile turns sinister.