System: Unknown
Arc 3 - Prologue

A long time ago, thousands of years ago. The Arias that used to be not the Arias that are now, used to be very different. It is said that in the past, races that inhabited not limited to Humans, Elves, Demi-humans or races were very common in the Fantasy World. Reportedly the angels and demons once coexisted with the mortal beings.

The difference in status between the two Immortal Beings and the Mortal beings in Arias is clearly visible.

White people, worshipers of the Angels. There are 7 main angels who are worshipped, they are known as Seven Virtues or Seven Virtues.

The other side ... Black people, worshipers of demons. There are 7 main demons that are worshiped, they are known as Seven Deadly Sin or 7 deadly big sins.

Each other never get along, drop each other and feel themselves the most right. The feud continued, until finally, could not find a solution and lead to war. The greatest battle that changed Arias completely.

"Oh, is this the history?"

The course of the war did not side with the angelic camp, they lost in terms of combat power. Other than the 7 great sin demons, there were some demons whose strength was 2 levels below. Something that is not owned by the white people—kubu angels who rely too much on the angels 7 great virtues.

The inhabitants of Arias refer to the demons as Demonlord.

"Huh ...? There's a Demonlord besides Ashera?"

« One of them is myself »

"You never even said you were a Demonlord!?"

« Have you ever asked? »

"Curtain, of course not!"

« Read on, this interesting part »

To get around the power of the elderly, the angel camp did summon heroes from other worlds. Hero summoning is paid handsomely, needing to subvert 20 thousand souls to be realized.

"Not a small amount!?"

« Just natural .. bring soul—get out soul. The souls were used to fuel the power of the heroes. That is why heroes are stronger than the inhabitants of Arias themselves »

"Hoh .. turns out to be worth it, profit and loss."

The results obtained were also commensurate, the angel camp managed to win the war.

However, the final result is equally disturbing.

The gods were furious over the war that killed more than half of the inhabitants of Arias. After that, angels and demons were not allowed to return to the mortal world.

"But, hey Luxury .. So, Demonlord there's more than one. Then where are they going? In history it is only mentioned that Ashera is the only Demonlord, right?"

« Haha .. i-tu, yeah ... »

"Speak is complete!"

« Yes, yes ... huh, look .. we, including myself defy orders. Instead of fighting, we choose to hide and become a spectator »

"They're still alive?"

« Still, until now »

"Well, maybe they blend in with the inhabitants of this world. But, I'm a little confused ... Why did you come out of your hiding?"

« My fate is very unlucky. I completely condemn the mastermind of the return of Lord Asmodeus to the mortal world, the underworld »

"Hey, this isn't what I think it is, is it?"

« Your mind is right. I was found by Lord Asmodeus. The Demonlord is a disciple of the 7 great sins, it is very easy for them to find us if it descends back to the world »

"Hahaha .. what the hell is that? Your fate is aplenty, Luxury!"

« Laugh as much as you can! »

"Ah, okay, ok. I'm sorry. Umm, let me guess... Now you are serving the sentence of Asmodeus, right? Become my system?"

I can't help but laugh, it's funny to know new facts about Luxury.

« Ah ... Kiya, let's kill the savages who have made me so hard! »

There was an annoyed and angry impression from Luxury's tone of speech.

"Now, our goal is the same. So, in the future you're gonna have to help me even harder!"

« Cih, did you forget? I'm fused with you. System is the same as me, Mr. Asmodeus set it up like that. If you want to make my contribution more .. try to find a way so that I can get a physical form »

"Can it be ...?"

« I can't stand all this ... hiks, hiks, Kiya .. if you can find a body for you .. I will swear allegiance as your subordinate. Lord Asmodeus? Stupid fuck! »

Looks like Luxury is crying. Hmm, she's female, well .. from the attitude she's been showing all along. It seems to be true.

"All right, good offer. I'll figure out a way to get a body for you!"

« Good, I hope a lot for you »

The interface screen floating right in front of me disappeared with thousands of letters lined up, bringing me back to reality.

"Huh ...? It's not finished."

Blowing wind and exposure to dust has made me full here, do not forget the small earthquake that occurred.

Reason ...?

A group of people who lack work in a magic fight.

At first glance I saw pale faces and wry smiles at everyone who witnessed this useless battle from the stands.

"Well, this is overkill!"

BOAMM!

I reflexively closed my ears, not because of the explosion, but the sound after it.

"Hey, enough, you've ruined this stadium!"

"You're not in your right mind, stop playing around!"

"Not grown up at all. Do something more useful!"

"You have damaged one of the facilities in Xeliqia!"

The sound of the bells from the women made my eardrum want to break.

"Recovery, how? Satisfied?"

The purple light that illuminated the entire stadium instantly patched up the leak of the voices of the girls. All the damage was recovered as before.

Jdarr .. jdarr ...

The fight continues, Ashera is the main star. He fought dozens of people at once.

"It's been two years, huh?"

A woman took a seat beside me, she smiled to say hello.

"Yes, it doesn't feel ..." I'm nodding.

Time passed quickly, almost 3 years of time that had passed since I was in this world. In those days, it was enough for me to form bonds with others, to build a country.

Everything is developing well.

"Are we going to keep this up?" He said he suddenly put his head on my shoulder. Her fine hair then tickled her neck.

"I don't understand the context of your words." I answered while trying to push the girl's head back.

"I'm not a clothesline you can hang, Kiya!" Turning to look at me continued to put on a pouty face, her cheeks fattened. Both of my hands tried to pull out of her cheeks.

"A~aaa, Kiya ... what are you doing? Sa ... kit!?"

Unscathed, he even exaggerated his pouting face. But, this time I can hold back.

"It's your own fault, it's the risk of what you're doing." I turned my back on him.

"What have I done?"

His hands were coiled around my stomach like a belt, his head propped up on my back.

"I love you, Kiya."

I just sighed, emptying my lungs.

"Calsya ...! You made everyone's eyes fixed on us. Huh, if you want to do it, don't be in a place like this either!"

"Huh ...? Uh?" Pekik Calsya was shocked.

He quickly released a hug and kept his distance from me. His head was down and wanted to explode. His whole face turned red.

""Sir Ayikza, Miss Calli?"""

All the women in the stadium were screaming hysterically.

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Hello ... Does anyone still read, right?

If there is .. you guys are best. Thank you for waiting a week or so for a story that is far from perfect.

Hope you still like the story.