SwirlingInk

[NOTICE] 
You have died.

All conditions have been met.

Acquiring, Demon Lord Revival System.

Triggering Revive point.

...

Elijah, a poor orphan whose life was shaped by the cruelty of a world that saw no value in him, fought tirelessly to carve meaning from the depths of his suffering. Yet even his persistent struggle could not spare him from the grip of fate. 

But death was not the final release he sought. Instead, it cast him into a strange, twisted world, one teeming with Umbral kin and ancient human powers. 

Forgotten and feared, Elijah believed that fate had dealt its cruelest blow, but surrender has never been an option for him. 

In a realm where power is survival and ambition invokes ruin, Elijah must embrace the darkness that stirs deep within him or risk being consumed by it.

WARNING #18, But in limited chapters.

My Demon Lord Revival System

The sun was at its peak in the sky, the warm rays snooped through the canopy of trees, landing softly on the broken body of the Demon.

Elijah frowned lightly, then opened his eyes once more, he found it taxing to look around, but still did.

His neck made cracking noises as he moved his face to the side.

His eyes were blurry for a moment before clearing up, which allowed him to capture the lake.

Elijah was taken aback, the last thing he remembered was being glared at by Verayth, she just decided killing him would have been a waste of human resource.

Elijah smiled wearily at the frogs, the frogs smiled back.

Elijah didn't feel the presence of the Lieutenant close by, but his body definitely had bandages, and basic first aid applied, the first aid was way too crude to be Taelia's handiwork.

So it must have been the Lieutenant.

The Demon Grows Stronger.