'A demon!''This thing is a demon!'Not just any demon either. This is the demon king! I recognized him from Demon Among Us.Is this a dream? Am I dreaming?No, this feels too real! The heat from the flames was scorching me. It felt as if I was being burnt alive.Could this be hell?! Did I finally bite the dust?My body was only a ball of light energy, but still, I knew this was real.The flames… The demon… this looks all too familiar. This reminds me of the prologue. This scene reminds me of the first scene in Demon Among Us where the demon king extracts fractions of his soul.These fractions would later be the demons who would invade the hero academy."The seers told a prophet of an up-and-coming group of heroes. Heroes who would be strong enough to defeat me."The demon king spoke in a strange tongue, but somehow I was able to understand him perfectly. I also had an idea of the heroes he spoke of. It was the main character of this game along with his friends."Your task is to st

Transmutation, huh?It does sound interesting.I practically created a replica of Damien's skill since its secrets were still hidden within my DNA. It was all thanks to the power of my demonic skill and my quick thinking.[Skill Description: The Power to change a substance from one state into another.]Reading the skill description, I felt as if I struck gold. Being an avid gamer and former otaku, I knew a fair bit about transmutation.Imagine turning paper into gold. Or turning an ocean into quicksand. Or furthermore, what if I add a property to a body of water that makes it electrify anything it touches? With this power, I can rewrite materials on a molecular level, changing its form into whatever I please.Of course, this would depend on my proficiency of the skill combined with my talent, and right now it was looking grim.[Proficiency: 0.1Your proficiency in this skill will depend on your application of your ability combined with your scientific knowledge of molecular structures

In the days that passed, Sophia's mood seemed to lighten a bit. Her glare wasn't as sharp as it once was. Though her eyes were still scornful."I swear you get more handsome by the day. You clearly didn't inherit your father's genes," my mother squealed as she wrapped her arms around me from behind.It was a morning occurrence. She always waited outside my room and ambushed me with a hug every morning."Yes, you're right, our son looks like a young prince. He'll be quite the hype among the girls when he finally enters that academy. When he returns we might find we have a grandson or two." My father chuckled as he drank his morning coffee by the table. "If he didn't have the same hair and eye color as me, I would have to wonder if he really was my son," My father wasn't an ugly man but he had quite the round stomach. He had a bit of neck fat and a mustache above his lip. He looked just like those prick nobles I used to faceslap on the games I used to play. While my mother was more be

Sophia raised an eyebrow and gave me a look that seemed to say 'Are you serious?'"You do realize it's raining outside, don't you?" she asked, frowning."I know, but I have important business that needs to be taken care of tonight, and I need you to come with me."She rolled her eyes and walked past me without even giving it a thought.It seemed this was her answer."The next time you stalk me outside the shower, there will be consequences," she warned as she walked away."What if I told you that this business has something to do with my parents? That it would help them out greatly. You know how bad their situation is right, having to take care of two kids?"She immediately froze. She didn't dare take another step. She knew just how bad our financial situation was. As things stood, we were barely surviving. Her conscience wouldn't allow her to walk away if she knew there was a way she could help ease their burdens.She sighed heavily and spun around on her heel."Fine, what is this bu

After nearly an hour, the demon finally stepped out of the bar. Thankfully, this time he was alone. The moment I saw him, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a pair of ski masks and handed one to Sophia. She didn't hesitate and quickly wore the mask, though her hands were trembling when she took it from me.I couldn't tell if it was because of what I did or what we were going to do. I then reached into my pocket and pulled out a handkerchief."What is that for?" Sophia asked, looking a bit puzzled."It's my weapon."Saying that, I then focused my ability on the handkerchief just like the many times I had practiced before. The handkerchief immediately dissolved into a ball of liquid, then it took on a metallic sheen before it finally transformed into a dagger.The dagger was roughly seven inches long, with a curved blade. The handle was metal while the blade was 93.2% silver, 5.8% steel, and 1% Null-Iron.It wasn't a perfect weapon. Silver was an extremely soft alloy. It could easi