Prologue 1.2

Blessed.

That is the only way I can think of to describe my previous life. Blessed. From the moment I was born, I was an individual who was loved by the very world itself.

Attractiveness, money, family, friends, intelligence, progidous talent. I had it all. My looks are the envy of others. My family loved me and were very fortunate, my mother was a lawyer while my father was a doctor. My friends were genuine people who cared for me, we were as close as family. I was considered smart, no a genius, with intellectual prowess that could have put me a

year ahead but I chose not to.

My talent to pick up on anything, to be able to be better, was the one thing that I honestly didn't like. While blessed, my life became boring. I was someone who had earth in the palm of their hand, figuratively of course. If men were not fawning over me with their disgusting leers, I was the envy of the girls who were jealous that they weren't getting looked at like meat. Luckily, my friends

were the genuine article, a true friendship of true equals. The school didn't even pose a challenge, so much so to the point, that the only reason I even attended school in the first place, was for my desire.

The want for a peaceful life.

My progidous talent, above all else, was what made life truly boring. If I could learn anything at the first attempt, why do it in the first place? If I could get any guy I want just by asking with a sultry voice, what was the point in participating in a false love? If I could never struggle in life because of my fortunate family and my once-in-a-lifetime talents, what was the point of living such a monotonous life?

If I weren't who I was, I would have given a stupid and selfish answer of nothing. No reason, only a selfish idiotic mongrel would have had the balls to say they have no reason for living.

But, me being the genius that I am, knows the truth. As long as there is somebody that loves you and cares for you, you have a reason to live. Only those who truly have no one, not the delusions conjured up by edgy teenagers to try to feel special, but genuinely have no individual who cares for you. Then there is truly nothing to live for.

Fortunately for me, I had a caring family that loved me. I had genuine friends that cared for me. So I had a reason to continue living. And so, I did, I lived my life well, until my 23rd birthday. I had a big birthday party to celebrate adulthood. It was a fun moment, even if it was superficial.

After the main party ended, me and a couple of acquaintances took a taxi home. At least, that was supposed to happen, if it weren't for that car that crashed into us. To this day, I vividly remember what had happened like it was yesterday. The words that were said.

"I feel so...hot..."

"It...hurts so much..."

"A car...hitting us...what a joke..."

"Are...they still holding their cups?...such venomous people..."

"And I thought I was blessed...hah..."

replacement... Golden rule... successfully acquired.>

"Prodigy...what a joke..."

"I'm sorry...mom and dad...looks like I'll be...going out...first..."

From there, I was summoned into this new world. At first, I was sad, scared of this new world but at the same time...excited. This wasn't like earth, I struggled here, rising through the ranks of the Eastern empire would be a challenge, there would be something to look forward to! This would be

a new beginning!

Except it didn't.

At first, it was a challenge, it was enjoyable but that's all it was. The moment I finally found my barrings, this world was no different from the last. So I took on the mantle of an

adventurer, in hopes of finding a challenge.

I did! I found fun in life again! Until I didn't.

After continuous fighting and thanks to my unique skill, I evolved into a Saint. I should have been happy, I should have felt pride in myself, contempt. I should have felt a sense of achievement...Yet, at that moment all I felt was overwhelming anger, frustration but most of all, a sense of resignation.

Because truly, I am blessed.

Regardless of the place that it is, I am blessed. As long as I am under the stars, I am blessed...

... And I hate it.

As a way to satiate my overbearing boredom, I started reading about this world. While it keep me mildly interested, it was a hollow interest, superfluous in nature.

That's when I found it. The 7 primordial demons. Existences that are fickle, that disregard nature, truly evil existences. I was excited the more I learned of them! My curiosity was quenched! Overwhelmingly so!

That's when I made up my mind, why not summon a demon? Their spontaneous nature can be a source of entertainment for me. I would not be bored anymore. Of course, while I'll be summoning a high-level demon, I won't summon a primordial, I'm not crazy after all. I'm just extremely bored.

Time to summon a demon!...

... I prepared, extensively. I wouldn't settle for some mindless dog that would do my bidding. It would make this whole ordeal counterproductive.

... What I need is something perfect. The apex of creatures that claimed the top of the food chain.

... I need...a masterpiece...

"-So as I pray in this silver lit night, come to, greatest obstacle of humanity!" As if responding to my chant, the room shook violently. The magicules in the atmosphere grew restless as if exalting something.

In the circle. It appeared, my heart thumped with excitement.

It looked like a male of Japanese descent, standing taller than me at 5'9 or 179cm. His brown hair was short yet luscious, his brown eyes tinted gold looked as if they held the abyss. His posture was lax, with his hands in his pockets. He wore a maroon blazer that was trimmed yellow on its edges. In his blazer, he wore a plain white shirt with a tie that hanged loosely around his neck. He wore

dark green pants and formal shoes colored in darkened blue.

"Yo. Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, an average daemon, is at your service. Master." He greeted with a lazy wave of his hand. His monotonous voice indicated a lack of interest in the current events.

But at this moment, standing in the presence of this thing. One thing was certain.

Strong. He is disturbingly strong. But most of all...

"Yes! I did it!" I jump up in celebration of the current course of events. I've finally found

something interesting in my life! But some things bother me though.

"...?"

"Ah. Sorry about that... I was just excited because I succeeded in summoning what I wanted." I waved off his inquisitive look. Now that I've settled down...

"You have something you wanna ask." His robotic voice brought a stop to my train of thoughts.

"How did you know?"

"It was written all over your face." He gestured to him to make a point. At least I know his

perceptive.

" I do have something to ask but for now it'll be 2." I held yo two fingers in a relaxed gesture.

"Shoot." He monotonously stated.

"Okay, you said daemon, but I summoned a demon. So... What are you?"

"I am a demon like you had intended to summon." He stated as if it were obvious.

"But I thought you said you are a daemon?"

"I did." This guy.

"So I didn't summon a demon," I said coming to a satisfying conclusion.

"You did." This son of a..!

"What? But I thought you said you were a daemon?"

"I did. I was there when it happened." I want a refund. This thing is pissing me off.

"So you aren't...a demon then?"

"I am." Make sense already!

"Can you explain? Please?"

"While race and origins are a bit convoluted-" is he really...?

"Are you insinuating that I'm dumb?"

"I insinuated no such thing," I swear to God. If this keeps up...

"But you, you know what? Fine whatever. Just explain it already." I gave up and left him to his devices.

"In simple terms, all daemons are demons but not all demons are daemons. In a crude analogy, Daemons are born from desire. So I am what you had summoned."

"But I wanted a demon. Not you!" This isn't fair, not in the slightest bit!

"Perfect, apex, masterpiece." What is he... Why do those sound familiar?

"These were what you were thinking when you summoned me, weren't they?"

"How did you?-"

"It's because I'm born from those concepts."

"I see..." I said mystified. He might not be an irritating waste of space after all if what he's saying is true.

"Well. Now that's out of the way. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Please take care of me." He stuck his hand out in a friendly manner.

"Hana Takahashi. Please take care of me as well" I returned the gesture with a smile on my face.

Life seems like it's going to get exciting from here on out...

I can't wait!

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Name: Hana Takahashi [E.P: 1, 989,672(+ "Artemis" 1,123,045)]

Race: Saint. Evolved human

Blessing: Beloved by the blessing of the stars.

Title: Stella Reginae.

Magic:< Elemental spirit magic>

Ultimate skill(s): none

Unique skill(s): "Blessed by the stars." "Golden Rule."

Extra skill(s): Sage. Element manipulation. Magic manipulation.

Common skill(s): none

Resistance(s): Resist piercing weapon. Resist poison. Resist melee attack. Cancel pain. Resist temperature.

"..."

So this is my master, huh? How interesting. While the situation is nothing sort of weird...Let's see where this goes.

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