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 day seemed to pass a lot quicker with your body unable to move, Elijah stared fixedly at the sun as it surpassed its peak.

It was a few hours till night fall, then Elijah finally heard the sounds of foot steps, the foot steps were light and steady.

Elijah turned his head, ignoring the piercing pain.

Verayth was holding a hunted game, a deer. Elijah wasn't sure how she did it, she didn't have a rifle with her, so did she chase it till it fell from exhaustion, but that was only the demon musing.

Verayth's ocean blue eyes stared down at Elijah coldly, it was like his very existence was a disgusting stain.

"You're awake". She muttered indifferently, her intention was to prepare the fire for the night, but when she stepped forward, she was met with a bloody sight.

The Demon Is Still Wicked.