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[A blood Oath is calling forth and making a pact with the divine. You have invoked this oath, and now, the body shall pay the price]

In her foolishness and desire to have her revenge, Concubine Anabella, the fifth wife of King Julius III, ends up making the forbidden pact. In exchange for her life and the lives of 1000 other people, she begged the demon kind to help make her crippled son the next emperor.

She wanted to call an angel to help her, but she ended up calling the First Demon Lord instead and died before she could pay the full price.

Now stuck in the body of the crippled illegitimate ninth prince, the First Demon Lord had one goal – to regain his power and make this crippled body the next emperor of this continent.

And in his goal, nothing shall remain forbidden. There are no boundaries, and human greed is his bridge.

He, who the god once damned, shall rise again to regain control of the human race and take his place at the top of the human race once more.

The dawn of the Damned race should come soon.

Dawn of the Damned Prince: Awakening of the Crippled Demon Lord

The hall grew quieter as the nobles of Chashire turned their attention toward Mary Ann and Fenrir. Their disdain was evident, their haughty gazes sweeping over Mary Ann's attire with thinly veiled scorn before settling on Fenrir with open contempt.

Their whispers, sharp and pointed, carried across the opulent chamber like venomous arrows.

One of the nobles, a tall man with silver hair and an ornate cane, stepped forward. His voice was rich with condescension. "Lady Mary Ann," he began, stressing her title as if it were a mockery, "while we appreciate your… ambition to mingle with your betters, I must inform you that this gathering is reserved for the true nobility of Chashire. I suggest you take your leave."

Mary Ann's face darkened, her fists clenching at her sides. She drew herself up, ready to retort, but the noble continued, his sharp eyes now fixed on Fenrir.

95: Pride will be their downfall- Part 1