All Chapters of Tale Of The Dragonic Demon Lord : Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
12 chapters
Auxiliary Chapter
Auxiliary Chapter:“Hey, Raya. You coming for the Friday workers’ party tonight?”The question came from a guy in neatly pressed corporate wear, but Raya didn’t bother lifting his eyes from the laptop screen.“No. I’ve got a project due Monday,” he said flatly.A young woman joined them, planting her hands on her hips. “Told you, Steve. Raya doesn’t do parties. Man lives on caffeine and deadlines.”Both coworkers exhaled dramatically, then waved. “Alright. See you Monday.”The second the door clicked behind them, Raya shut the laptop. The screen went black, revealing his own tired reflection eyes that avoided people more than work.He was never busy on Fridays. He just didn’t have the energy to pretend to enjoy small talk.He packed up, slung his bag over his shoulder, and stepped into the night.The city greeted him with noise and neon bars overflowing with laughter, music vibrating through the pavement, and crowds weaving like they owned the darkness. LHe walked with the usual quie
Chapter 1
Raya remembered his eighteenth birthday vividly. (FlashBack….) The moonlit hill where he sat that night, the quiet breeze brushing the grass, and the small arms wrapping around him from behind. “Happy eighteenth birthday, Raya!” a petite girl said, her voice was bright and warm. “Thanks, Elena,” he replied with a rare smile tugging at his lips. She presented a handmade trinket, scrap metal bent into a crooked charm. To anyone else, it was junk. To him, it was a treasure, shaped by the only person who made his harsh life feel survivable. Pain flashed through his mind, ‘A truck. Screams, the stroller, his own body breaking and how he died’. His past life snapped back into place all at once, memories, emotions, even his name. He had been Raya in that world too. Whether coincidence or cosmic design, he didn’t know. His current life was cruel, unlike his past, but Elena softened it. Two nameless strays clinging to each other in a world that didn’t care if they lived or died. Refu
Chapter 2
Raya left town with hurried steps, gripping the map Zach had given him so tightly it wrinkled in his hand. The dungeon wasn’t far, just a short walk beyond the forest’s edge.The deeper he went, the more the world seemed to hold its breath.Trees crowded together overhead, their branches twisting like fingers trying to snatch at the sky. Shadows pooled at their roots as if watching him pass.Then…. A rustling sound was heard Raya startled, spun to check what rustled the bushes, but it was too late.Five men leapt from the bushes and from behind the trunks. Hands grabbed him from every angle, slamming him face-first into the dirt. His breath punched out of him.“W–wait—!” he choked out.Rope scraped his skin as they tied his wrists and ankles in seconds, practiced and efficient.“Help!!! Somebody….!”A boot pressed against his ribs.“Stay still, you little punk,” one growled.A sack dropped over his head. The world went dark as they lifted him like a sack of potatoes and hurled him on
Chapter 3
Raya didn’t know how long he’d been unconscious.The ringing in his ears faded first. Then the cold, damp stone pressed against his cheek, and a foul stench, rotting flesh mixed with rusted iron, filled his lungs. When he pushed himself up, chains clinked lightly around his ankles.His cell was barely the size of a goat pen. Bones littered the corners, brittle and yellowed. Scratch marks decorated the walls, some shallow, some deep enough to suggest the last owner hadn’t died quietly.Footsteps echoed down the corridor, Raya stiffened in fear.A group of demons appeared, pushing open the iron gate of the bandits’ cell.They yanked the men out by their collars. The bandits screamed, clawing at the ground.“Where are you taking us!?” one cried.A demon laughed. “Entertainment.”The gate slammed shut behind them. Their screams faded somewhere down the winding passage.Raya swallowed hard, ‘Entertainment?’Ten minutes crawled by.Then the demons returned.One pointed a claw at Raya. “Nex
Chapter 4
Everyone had seen it.A frail human, drenched in his own blood, standing over the corpse of a champion undefeated for two years.For one breathless moment, the entire arena went silent.Then the stands erupted, shrieks, roars, curses, disbelief. Demons banged on the railings. Some even attacked each other in excitement. The prisoners stared as if witnessing a miracle too cruel to be real.Raya remembered none of it,. the world had already gone dark.…“Argh—!”Pain dragged him back to consciousness like hooks tearing him upward from a deep pit. His eyes snapped open.He wasn’t in the same cell.This one was… cleaner. The floor wasn’t slick with rot. A torch flickered from a brazier, giving off a faint warmth. The walls were reinforced with metal bars instead of decaying stone. For a prison, it almost felt like a reward.Raya tried to sit up.His body screamed. Not a single inch of him felt untouched. He clutched his head as a sharp wave of memory tore through him, the arena, the screa
Chapter 5
[Welcome… Demon Lord]Raya stared down at his reflection in the obsidian floor.The black stone was cracked and uneven, yet it reflected him clearly enough, and what stared back was no longer human.Blue scales traced his skin like living armor, hard and cold, catching faint light with a dull shimmer. His frame was broader, heavier, packed with power that felt unfamiliar yet natural. Claws curved from his fingers, dark and sharp, and when he flexed his hand, the air itself seemed to recoil.The man who once trembled at fate was gone.In his place stood something else.“A… Demon Lord?” Raya murmured.A transparent interface materialized before him, glowing a muted reddish-black, it hovered silently.A title burned at the top.[The Forsaken One]Fear tried to rise, but then it failed. His mind remained cold and clear, as if something deeper refused to let him break.‘A..System golden finger?’ In his previous life, he had consumed countless stories of systems, reincarnations, demons and
Chapter 6
The Crystal of the Demon Lords had been silent for decades.Once, its deep crimson glow would flare to life whenever a Demon Lord was born. Now, it remained dark, cold, inert, untouched by time.Three figures stood watch before the crystal, each representing one of the world’s great races.They were gathered in a land that belonged to none of them, the vast Sahara Plain. Endless golden sand stretched beyond the fortress walls, broken only by heat waves and the occasional sound of the wind. It was a neutral zone, agreed upon long ago after countless wars had reduced entire continents to ash.To guard the crystal, a massive fortress had been built here, its black stone walls reinforced with layered enchantments. Elite forces from all three races patrolled its halls day and night. Not because they trusted one another, but because none of them dared leave the crystal unguardedSince the formation of their uneasy alliance against a common and terrifying enemy, the fortress had also beco
Chapter 7
The image within the crystal orb was steady. A barren stretch of land near the Nightfall dungeon tower came into view. Broken stone, trampled sand, then came the image of some humans. The Humans knew that they had been discovered, when they sensed the presence of a demon. Lucifer flew down and stood before them. His black wings were folded neatly behind his back, his hands resting calmly at his sides. He looked almost relaxed. “They sent an advance unit,” Lira said from beside the throne. “Likely to confirm the disturbance.” Before Raya could respond or even blink, he saw that mana had been gathered. Arrows were loose. Lucifer, didn’t dodge, he only had one thought, ‘I have to thank you guys for coming, I can use you lots to show off to my lord’ The arrows disintegrated midair, reduced to ash before they could touch him. Lucifer raised one hand, then it seemed as if the world bent. That was the only way Raya could describe it. Space itself seemed to recoil as a pressure de
Chapter 8
Raya and Lucifer walked through the tower.The higher floors were quiet, Raya was met only by the respectful greetings of each floor master. Those upper levels were nearly empty, polished and orderly, but the deeper they descended, the more the refinement faded.The walls lost their decorative carvings. The light dimmed, shifting from artificial glow to dull torchlight.After passing the tenth floor, they finally reached the ground floor.Raya slowed his pace, Lucifer immediately adjusted to match him.“This is the ground floor, the main entrance of the tower, my lord,” Lucifer said. “It also serves as housing for lesser demons, prisons for other races, and… entertainment grounds.”Raya didn’t respond. Only now did he have the leisure to truly observe the ground floor, unlike his first time here, when he had been dragged in as a human prisoner.In fact he just noticed that the ground floor was hundred times larger than the others. It felt like an entire town thriving within the tower
Chapter 9
The very next day…Raya slept deeply in his private chamber, sprawled across a massive bed carved from obsidian and bone. The heavy curtains swallowed most of the light, leaving the room cloaked in shadows.A figure moved silently across the chamber.She passed by the sleeping demon lord and stopped by the window. With a soft swoosh, the thick panes slid open, allowing morning sunlight to pour in. The sudden beam of gold cut through the darkness and landed squarely on Raya’s face.Raya stirred awake, he sat up abruptly, arms stretching above his head as a slow yawn escaped him. “I had the craziest dream…” he muttered groggily, rubbing his eyes a few times.The moment his eyes fully opened….His body reacted before his mind did.In a flash, his hand shot forward and clamped around a throat.“My lord….please!” the figure choked out.Raya froze. His grip loosened as awareness rushed in. Standing before him was a maid, one of the tower’s servants. She had a single, massive eyeball in the