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The Demon King's Destiny

The Demon King's Destiny

Anna Kendra

Update: 2021-12-02

Chapter 1

  • Prologue:
  • Miaka’s
  • P.O.V
  • Gods grant favours to only those who work
  • for it.
  • But sometimes miracles happen. Someone
  • somewhere gets a surprise that changes their lives forever. Sometimes it’s a
  • pleasant surprise, sometimes unpleasant. And sometimes that miracle might as
  • well be a curse. And sometimes, we spend our entire life debating if that
  • miracle was actually a curse in disguise or a blessing.
  • I’m one such miracle.
  • Eighteen years ago, a war was started
  • between Hades and Suzaku, the Beast God of Fire and of the South, about who
  • would rule over the Fires of Hell in the Southern Hemisphere. The war claimed
  • many lives and went on for years until two of the fiercest warrior women; the
  • Demon Zara, Hades’s most trusted Lieutenant and the Angel Alysa, Suzaku’s most
  • trusted commander, died fighting each other.
  • The Gods were grief stricken and ended the
  • war immediately before it claimed any more of those they loved. A truce was
  • made between the Gods as they retrieved Zara and Alysa’s souls and combined
  • them to form a being which was neither Demon, nor Angel but both. And thus, I
  • was born.
  • A celestial hybrid, but a hybrid none the
  • less.
  • It is the biggest secret of my life…or it
  • was, until a few moments ago.
  • “The choice is yours, Miaka.” Rihero Von
  • Palestine, the dragon King’s face was an unreadable mask, his aura dead calm.
  • “Either I let the Dark Council know about your actual identity and they strip
  • you of all your power and hunt you down until you’re dead. Or, you can marry me
  • and together we rule everything.”
  • “You think I’m scared of death?” I asked
  • him, masking my emotions behind iron control.
  • “No.” Rihero lifted his shoulders lightly
  • in a shrug. “But you’re scared of what will happen after you die. The only
  • reason the Dark Council is stable as of now is because of you.”
  • “And marrying you is going to solve
  • everything?” I arched an eyebrow. “What guarantee do I have that you wouldn’t
  • turn on me after I’ve agreed to this ridiculous proposal?”
  • “You don’t.” Another shrug. “But like I
  • said, you don’t have a choice.”
  • “Fine.” I shrugged. Rihero’s lips tilted up
  • on one side, thinking that he had won this battle. That was until he heard what
  • I had to say next. “Tell them. I’m tired of keeping secrets anyway.”
  • If he was shocked, he didn’t show it. His
  • expression remained the same.
  • Honestly, I couldn’t figure out if I should
  • be shocked or disgusted or angry or repulsed or everything at once. What
  • exactly had gotten into Rihero? I know that he’s nearly two thousand years old
  • and people of that age often get too bored with life and want some kind of
  • excitement in it. But I had never expected that the man I had thought of as a
  • father figure would want to marry me and would resort to blackmailing to get
  • what he wants.
  • What the hell was wrong with him?
  • I had known Rihero from a very early age,
  • but not as early as I had known the other members of the Dark Council.
  • I wasn’t born, but brought into the world
  • through a ray of light falling down from the heavens. And I was specifically
  • sent to this dimension to rule as King because on my back, I had the birthmark
  • that determines the Kings of this dimension, the mark of the Phoenix.
  • As the Kings and Queens of other dimensions
  • had arrived to greet me, Rihero had been absent, subtly telling everyone that
  • he was least interested in matters regarding the other dimension members.
  • But when I was four, I remember falling
  • into a pit of vipers as I explored the outskirts of my territory. I had escaped
  • my charge and was running wildly through a field when I had accidentally fallen
  • into a large cave like hole in the ground that had been filled with vipers. The
  • snakes had immediately begun to wrap around me, hissing and spitting poison.
  • And that was when I had seen him…Rihero.
  • His expressions had been impassive even
  • then as he had reached in and hauled me out, even as many a viper had stung his
  • arm. He hadn’t bothered with the snakes; he had simply dusted me off and
  • reminded me to always follow the rules.
  • And then he had walked of like nothing had
  • happened as I had stared after him for as long as I could. He’d become my Hero,
  • the father figure I didn’t have. But now, looking at the man sitting opposite
  • to me, I was having a hard time understanding what could possibly have gone
  • wrong. Was it really him? Or was this an imposter wearing his skin?
  • “If we are done here, I’d like to excuse
  • myself,” I told him with the politest smile I could manage. “I have some
  • errands to run.”
  • “You have no idea what you’re getting
  • yourself into.”
  • That was all the explanation I got before
  • Rihero’s image disappeared from the mental vault I had created especially for
  • this conversation.
  • A second later, I opened my eyes to the
  • sight of millions of books around me in the palace library. And the only
  • question on my mind was:
  • “What the hell just happened?”