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

"Demon Lord Revival System, summon Hollow Requiem."

The moment Elijah spoke, the room plunged into an unnatural dimness, as though an ominous presence prepared to descend.

Shadows seemed to stretch and crawl, and a suffocating tension filled the air.

Elijah glanced around skeptically, raising a cup of tea to his lips. He was doing his utmost to feign normalcy.

"Damn, this system got some cheap CGI,"

Then, as if the system decided to respond to his jab, the space around the chair across from him began to distort.

It was as though an invisible force compressed and twisted the fabric of reality itself.

Elijah's eyes twitched in irritation.

"I see you're upping your game now".

He said, taking another sip of tea as if unimpressed by the cosmic display.

Elijah grabbed a plate and served himself generously, unbothered by the chaos unfolding before him.

The Demon Squeezed One.