The Demon That Laid Dormant

How? Just how did this happen? Just a day ago I was laughing, playing, and eating with mom and dad. Even though I was cast outside the society, I never felt sad because of my parents, because they were with me at every step of my life. But now that they were no more, what was I supposed to do?I sat beside their grave, kept asking the same questions over and over. Why did they leave me? Was I not a good kid? Did I fail to live up to their expectations? Did they not find me useful? Well, upon thinking, the lattermost is most likely, after all, what use is there of a 9-year-old Potential-less kid in this world of dog-eat-dog.But still, was all of the love and affection they showered at me despite being Potential-less all a lie? Did the time we spent mean nothing to them? I wanted to believe it was not, I really wanted to, but I couldn't. I could no longer face away from the inevitable.The elder priest came over to me holding a piece of paper."I believe t

Lan started his tale. We were no more in that disgusting space and now we were in my room, me sitting on the bed and Lan leaning against the single door in my room with a distance of hardly 3 meters. My room was never big to begin. It was more of a shed to me. "Demons, you humans probably know of them as horrendous creatures who are only known for killing and other horrendous deeds. Well, that's true for some of us, but not all of us. We are just like you humans, just with horns and wings." He paused for a bit to let me digest the things he said. I never believed in demons in the first place. And now someone I don't know suddenly says that demons are like us. How am I supposed to believe that? "How can I believe you?" "Wait. Before that let me finish my story." "Fine." He continued his tale. "We live in a different dimension than you humans." "Is it hell?" "Is that what you humans call our place? Really, you hum

"Huff huff huff..."I panted heavily as my feet continued to work. I must have completed at least 10km and with all the push-ups and squats I did, it must have been a great gain. My frail body was energetic again. This was truly a splendid feeling. I could run like the other kids of my age and drench my body in sweat.<The system really gave you a hell lot of energy.>"I know right?"<Still gonna run?>"Nah, not anymore. I am going to do some exercises before going home. I bet no one wants to see trash like me doing exercises.<Self-burn? Now that's rare.>"Not for long."<You gotta get a hold of the system first.>"Hmm... it should have popped up by now..."<What?>Tring!{Daily training complete}"Sweet!"<How... did you?>"You see, in RPGs, you have to do some specific actions to gain some EXP without grinding, and that is called training. I

"Welcome back, you son of a bitch!""Philip."I was wondering why this guy has still not said anything to me. Normally, he would come to me running and shower some punches and words of glory, but today he was always at the corner of my eyes."So, you tried to run?""You got a problem with that?""Of course, my friend."My friend?"How can I not have any problems when one of my friends returned from death's mouth?"He wrapped his hands over my shoulders and dragged me along with him gently. He was never this gentle with me, heck, was he ever gentle with me? I don't think so."Where are you taking me?" I said, looking over his wrapped hand."What? Just accompanying an old friend."<This guy is up to no good. Ken, be careful.>'Right.'Now, what are the possible outcomes that are about to befall me? One, he will use me to get everyone's admiration. Two, he will take me to a secluded place w

I walked to our classroom, and of course, there were a whole lot of students staring daggers at me. How did she even expect me to believe that pathetic lie? Top student, my ass. She got bulls for brains.<Don't talk badly of a behind a girl's back.>'Why shouldn't I? She was the one who is now tailing my back with clear ill intentions. Why did she even lie in the first place?'<Just don't.>'Hmm... I had doubts but now I am sure.'The way he talked, the way he acted, and now this.<What?>'You are a Casanova.'<That I am.>'Don't just admit it that easily!'<Why shouldn't I?>'Holding my gun at me huh...'<Hehe.>This guy really puts me off when he tries to act cute."I haven't seen that son of a bitch the whole day."Ah, yes. Gossips."Must have gone to die again.""Why is he still here?""Get the fuck out!""Haa...