Kaizo_Kanami

Agma Gwabuha was a delinquent all his life. Always violent, he got a job that coincided with it, this job appeared right before the apocalypse, just like everyone else’s job. But he learned he was unique, he was able to evolve his job as a demon prince to become an even higher rank of demon. How will he handle his new power? Will he survive the apocalypse?

read to find out

Demon In The Apocalypse

Agma layed there recovering from his injuries.

'I should level up shouldnt I' he thought as he looked at his xp

Agma clicked level up as many times as he could

Agma put 100 points into each of his stats

This left Agma with 332 extra stat points

'I'll wait to use these' Agma thought as his wounds had closed and he sat up

Looking down he saw that thought they were closed the wounds were not fully healed

'I guess nothing is perfect' Agma thought

Agma used his wings to bring him up into the sky

"I guess I should look around for any survivors…" Agma said to himself as he went through the forest slowly as to not miss anything

The king had received the message from the hero's and did not take it lightly

He assembled half of his knights, mages, assassins. And also hired a lot of mercenaries.

He gathered his soldiers in front of his castle and gave a speech

"Everyone, there very well may be a threat to our way of life…nay a threat to humanity's existence" The king said

"As you know the elven Forrest was burned down and we now know why it has happened" The king continued

"A demon king has been born there, we cannot say if the elves were the one's to help him evolve or not but we know that most are dead" The kings finished before pausing

"For humanity we must bring the demon king down, for the survival of our companions, friends,… and family" the king finnaly finished his speech

The knights kneeled as the mages stood firm ready to lay down their lives for this cause

And then the mercenaries were hollering and boasting about being heroes.

Of the five thousand sent out that day… only one hundred returned barley alive.

The people quickly dispersed to pack their bags and prepare for the short trip.

it only took an hour for all those involved to arrive at the gates of the city. And they were led by a man with darker skin and an eye patch

"We fight, for Pearlia!" The man shouted as he started to martch

Agma sat upon a mountain of ashes. This was from an especially large tree.

He looked around for a few days and couldn't find anyone else here

"I need to get stronger to face that vampire king but there is nobody here to fight" Agma talked to himself

"I guess I could to to the kingdom of fanatics but my instincts are telling me to stay here… just one more day" He thought as he drifted off to sleep

As the moon set on the horizon the sun rose up and shined on Agma's face

He got up and slid down the ash pile

'Guess I should check the forest one last time' he thought to himself

As Agma's bat like wings flapped he rose up into the sky and saw… something in the distance

"What the fuck?" He asked out loud

Pearlia’s Force