Volume 1 Chapter 1 - New Beginnings: 

Once again, Azire Han found himself enveloped in a trance-like state, but this time it held a distinct purpose—a purpose that promised to elevate him beyond his wildest dreams. When the world came back into focus, he awoke as an infant in a new life. A gentle nurse greeted him, her warm smile bringing comfort as she carried him to a grand balcony.

Peering out, Azire was struck by the sight of an entire nation laid before him, vibrant colors and lively energy overwhelming his senses. Though he couldn't comprehend the language being spoken, he instinctively understood the meaning behind the throngs of people below: they welcomed him with open arms.

As the crowd erupted in cheers, Azire thought to himself, Wow, is this real? Anxiety bubbled within him, the weight of responsibility resting on his tiny shoulders. After the ceremony concluded, a magical teleportation whisked him to the entrance of the magnificent castle that he would soon call home. There, he met a caretaker named Ruby.

Ruby was a striking young woman, around twenty, with long, puffy light purple hair that swayed effortlessly, defying gravity. Her presence was both captivating and comforting as she approached Azire.

"Hello, Azire Han," she began, but then hesitated, her words faltering into her native tongue. The sudden shift left Azire confused, though he sensed that she understood him perfectly. As he pondered this strange turn of events, his subconscious was transported to an ethereal realm—an otherworldly space contained within a single room.

Before him, Martha appeared and said, "In this world, they speak different languages, and many nations do. But since I brought you here, I shall grant you the ability to speak and learn them." With a wave of her hand, magic enveloped him, and Azire felt a rush of understanding.

As his vision blurred and the room filled with a thick mist, he caught a glimpse of a peculiar woman mouthing the words, "Find the book." With a sudden flash, he was back in Ruby's presence, her voice flowing like a river, delivering a speech she had likely rehearsed a thousand times in front of the mirror.

Thus began Azire Han's new life—calm, structured, and filled with the joy of learning. By the age of three, he was mastering the basics of communication and understanding the differences between this world and his last—food, manners, and their unique worldview. However, when he turned five, a pivotal moment arose—one that would shape his destiny.

Driven by insatiable curiosity, Azire ventured forth, exploring the vast castle. He delved into every crack and crevice, yearning to uncover something extraordinary. Despite the guards stationed at every corner and the watchful eye of his overprotective caretaker, Azire danced through the hallways—slipping, weaving, sneaking, tiptoeing, jumping, rolling, and sprinting with a dexterity that belied his age.

Then it happened again. That familiar, odd sensation—the tingling that Martha had described in more words than he could comprehend.

Azire stumbled upon Ruby in her office, a space where she often sought solace. He had visited her sanctuary countless times, but today felt different. His attention was drawn to a magical sealed safe—an object he had noticed before, yet it glowed with a captivating reddish hue this time.

He couldn't resist its allure. Every detail shimmered with enchantment, drawing him closer until a sudden sneeze from Ruby snapped him back to reality. Startled, Azire quickly retreated to continue his exploration.

After deftly navigating past guards once more, he entered the expansive library. Towering bookshelves loomed over him, creating a maze of narrow aisles filled with ancient tomes. Suddenly, a book caught his eye—it glowed with the same enchanting red hue as the safe.

Recalling Martha's cryptic instruction to "find the book," Azire's heart raced. Could this be what she meant? He quickly shoved aside his thoughts and sprinted toward the glowing book, relieved to find it on the bottom shelf. As he reached out, the radiance intensified, and he felt a scorching heat as if the book were alive.

In an instant, Azire was transported back to the familiar room—the book in hand and Martha before him.

"Nice to meet you again, Demon King," she said, her voice echoing through the space.

"Azire!" he interjected, a hint of defiance in his tone.

"Very well, Azire," she replied, assessing him. "I assume you found the book."

Azire lifted the tome triumphantly, showing it off like a trophy.

"Now, I'm sure you have questions," she continued, "but as you are now, I am not fully permitted to answer. Read the Book of Magic, and once you've finished, return to this world. We can begin our journey there. Oh, and remember—don't let your caretaker know you've found the book. Hide it well."

With that, Azire was transported back to the library, the book now silent in his hands. He glanced around cautiously, weaving through the guards once again, avoiding Ruby's gaze as he made his way to his room.

Once safely inside, he slid the book under his bed, his heart pounding with anticipation. Hours slipped by as he climbed into bed, eager to explore the secrets that awaited him.

As he opened the book, words flowed before him:

The pages spoke of a hidden world, where magic was not mere fantasy but a force woven into existence itself. There were those born with power in their blood, descendants of forgotten deities and supernatural beings, their abilities manifesting in ways beyond mortal comprehension. Others wielded relics of immense power—artifacts forged in the fires of ancient battles, each carrying a history of triumph or ruin. Then there were the pactbearers, those who dared to forge contracts with celestial or infernal entities, binding themselves to beings beyond time in exchange for unimaginable strength.

The book described a delicate balance, a world teetering between order and chaos, held together by factions that had warred for centuries in the shadows. As he turned the page, a shiver crawled up his spine—this was no ordinary book. It was a doorway to something greater, a revelation that the world he thought he knew was only the surface of a much deeper, darker truth.

Just then, Ruby walked into the room, her eyes widening as she spotted Azire with the book. With a gasp, she dropped to the ground, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief.

The moment hung in the air, charged with uncertainty, as the path of destiny began to unfold before Azire Han.