Maou no Hajimekata

-70 years

A desolate barren earth that does not pour a glimmer of light. If a human stepped in, his leg would shudder, and he would be out of breath scattering diarrhea at heavy pressure and exasperation. In such a corner of the demonic realm, every little light came down.

The flame was small and sparkling amber. It is the glow of the human soul. When the flame tangled to wrap around the surrounding magic as it swayed, it slowly lost its glow and clouded.

And it expands gradually and stretches long. The oval glow eventually becomes apparent in the head and torso, with hands and feet stretched and gradually forming the shape of a person as if the fetus were to grow.

Eventually the flames turned into the wings of bats and horns of goats, the figure of a woman with stunning proportions, as she emitted a dark, dark light in the darkness.

"Is this... am I...?

The female demon looks around in confusion.

I know nothing about being a demon or a lecher. But there was a complete lack of what I would call other memories. That's natural, too. Because she was just born now.

This newborn demon will later be called Lil.

-60 years

"... I mean, no matter how much magic you use, you will never lose your magic from this world. This is called the law of magic mass preservation. The magic that is grasped eventually dissipates as magic and is absorbed into the earth by rain and so forth. The magic that dwelled on the earth flows all over the world in the flow of dragon veins, and deer and birds eat the grass that grew up inhaling it. Larger beasts devour their deer and birds, and they will eventually return to the earth by death. So magic travels all over the world."

He told him to flow as he wrote letters in white ink on the blackboard. The bell rings when I finish the last passage, make a sound, and finish writing the letters. Perfect time allocation as usual, calculated and exhausted.

"That's it for today's lecture. Anyone with questions should come directly to my lab."

He said so clerically, flipping his robe and leaving the auditorium.

"Dr. Ain!

One female student chased that back and ran over.

"Um, in a lecture, there's a place I didn't know..."

Ain stared at her with cold eyes, dying her cheeks and saying so with a tense face.

"... fine. Come to my room."

"Yes."

"Huh, ah, ah!

Ain waved her hips over herself, fully spitting out that desire in the womb of a carefree female student. The female student slowly cheeks on his chest and groans inadvertently as she deposits her body.

"I can't believe you and Dr. Ain can do this...... I'm glad. It was very nice......"

The female student gently lips Ain's cheek and whispers.

"I love you, Doctor... I wouldn't spare this life for you"

To the words, Ain raised his eyebrows pickly.

"Right. … then."

When he took the knife he had left on his pillow, he pulled it out of his sheath and gave it to the female student.

"If you don't want your life to be spared, show it to me dead."

"... a joke, right?

Without weighing her intentions, the female student asks with an ambiguous grin. Ain smiled and nodded.

"Of course it's a joke"

Ain said with a smile to the female student stroking down her chest with relief.

"Here's the real deal.... try to kill me."

"... are you making fun of me?

Ain't shaking her neck sideways to a female student who clouds her expression and asks.

"No. Now I'm not kidding. If you really love me, try to kill me. If you can't do that, die."

"... excuse me!

The female student threw down the knife, ramblingly opening the door as she wore her own clothes, which fell beside the bed, and walked away in tears.

"... what are you doing"

Did you expect anything at all? Or did you want another answer?

The young magician, later called the Demon King, sat down on the bed and sighed.

-50 years

"Yah!

Still young, tongueless voice. Floss stared alternately at the wooden sword and his own hand, and at his son, which had been bounced with the chanting.

"Yay, yay!

Of course, he's a young kid. I was being modest. But being a mercenary is not something that even adult warriors can do, such as play his sword, which is a little well-known. Not to mention such a young child. He just said if it was going to be five.

"My child is a genius... he will surely be a greater warrior than anyone else! He's a great warrior enough to defeat a giant, kill a dragon, and please his country!

I laughed at him raising my voice, and the mercenaries around me laughed at him as being pro-food.

"It's within the moment that I can laugh. Look, be strong. A man stronger than anyone. Look, Wolfdealer!

"Yeah!"

The red-haired boy grinned and nodded innocently.

-35 years

"Gargoyle?"

"Yeah, that's good, right?

The village chief looked at the pedestrian with a frigid odor. What the old man with amber hair carried in his carriage was a stunning craftsmanship demon statue.

"Heh, this is brilliant"

The village chief's son opened his eyes. The elaborate stone statue had the power as if it were alive.

"If it's so sophisticated, the goblins and wolves won't stop at the plague, either."

The son of the village chief was completely obsessed with the statue of the devil. I want to fight with such a horrible monster and a sword. Because I was totally attached to that idea.

"But hey, this village isn't very wealthy..."

"No, I'll let you study there. You know, I don't mind if he does, but it's hard to carry things because they're stones. My horse is just like me and I'm tired of it, so I want to get rid of it here."

"Well, I see."

Approaching the parents and merchants who would continue to negotiate, Georg, the son of the village chief, flashed his fantasy wings as he touched the statue with a pepper. It was three months after he left the village for the adventurer. And it will be another 20 years before he returns to the village and assumes the position of village chief.

-32 years

"Let's go, Toscan!

"Oh, you've always been like that, Wolfdiroo!

Sighing at the other side as he penetrated without looking over, Toscan held his hat down and set up a cane.

"About!

At the feet of Wolfe, who leaps towards the arms of a giant who grabs a beautiful woman, Tuscany shoots an ice bullet into her. Wolfe sliced the giant's arm off with one blow as he stepped on it and jumped again. At the same time, its shock is unbearable and its sword is shattered and scattered.

"Ah! You broke it again, you idiot!

Toscan shouted as he wrapped around the wind and helped the beautiful woman wake up.

"Bad evil...... oops!

Giants beat up Wolfe, who apologizes without looking bad. Wolf took it head-on with his arm.

"Hehe, that's good... you don't like that. Eh!

Wolf punches back a giant several times his size. And then the beating from the front began.

"Nah..."

The beautiful woman turned her eyes round and glanced at the look with her mouth wide open.

"Um, aren't you going to help!?

"Uh, I can't. I'm an idiot, he."

"Whoa, whoa!

Wolfe gets a giant fist and repeatedly punches him back, even as he gets bloodstained. Repeat that for a few dozen minutes, and in the end it was Wolf who stood last.

"Are you a madman!?

That was the first word the beauty threw at the hero who became the winner. And when I run over to him in bloody paint, I treat his wounds without worrying about the dress dyeing red.

"You won it right, didn't you?

"It's not about just winning! By and large, isn't it something smarter and fresher when a hero helps a princess!

"I've been telling you all along that I've never borne fruit."

Yelling beauty, Toscan got bogged down by Eudora. It was not until two years later that she, who raised her anger unilaterally, was united with a hero who laughed without the wind she cared about.

-16 years

"Yudi!"

"You don't have to shout like that, I hear you."

Wolfe squeezed his wife's hand and stared at her bland, bloody face.

"Is she... is she safe?

"Oh. She looks just like Zait, she has red hair and green eyes, she's a healthy girl"

"Really..."

Eudora smiled softly.

"... when you're back in shape, we'll adventure again like we used to. Me, you, Tuscany... even Zeit can fight enough. When that newly-born girl grows up, you can have four parents and children. So..."

"That sounds like fun. I'm sure, wow, happy.... If I could do that..."

"... I can. Wouldn't you?

Wolfe held her hand and stared into her eyes. Eudora squeezed her last strength when she smiled at him like that.

"I thought of a name."

"Name...?

Wolfe asked, feeling the light of life go out in front of her.

"Unisphere. That girl's, name.... Thanks to you, my life was happy. But there was no freedom.... Please, please, she's... free, to..."

"... ok"

Squeezing his losing hand, Wolfe swore. Be sure to keep her last wish.

-6 years

"... oil yourself..."

"This is insane..."

"... the cursed child..."

Without worrying about the words that would be exchanged with Hiccup, Sophia carried the bucket. Open the door of the house and speak to the mother lying in bed.

"Mother, I've been pumping water."

"... I don't know about your water... can you drink it...!

"But if you don't drink, you'll die."

Yes, Sophia offered her mother when she pumped the water into the cup. The water was poured on Sophia by her mother.

"Horrible...... you devil boy. Why, why is a daughter like you coming from me..."

Sophia looked untouched at her sobbing mother in bed.

... kill me, shall I? She pushed to death such an idea springing from the depths of her heart.

Everyone calls her the Devil's Child. Sophia herself, I thought so. I'm sure she's the devil's child. If only the demons of hell had come to pick you up.

With that in mind, she stuck out a cup of water to her mother again.

-2 years

"Your father's, idiot!

Wolfe sighed and dropped off her daughter as she screamed and jumped out of the room.

"... Are you sure?"

"Oh. Let it be."

From the other side, I heard a lavish noise destroying the wall.

"... Are you sure?"

"... fix the wall"

To Chancellor Tuscany, who asks at the same pace, Wolfe answered by making a tannic surface.

-1 year

"Sophie, sophie, sophie"

"Stay away from me, Marie"

"Oodle, go ahead"

Sophia stared coldly at the mud dough that could be lined up.

"This is mud. I can't eat it."

Marie looked at her with a slightly troubled look and suddenly let her expression shine and sand over the mud dough.

"Mud is mud even when sanded. I can't eat it."

"Yep."

Marie's expression distorted her. She even has such an adorable face, adorable. That was hateful to Sophia. Losing her parents shortly after she was born, she was loved by everyone, however, and raised cherished from all over the village. Just because of that adorability.

"Whatever it looks like, mud is mud. White or black, it's mud. … is not an edible dough"

It was hateful. It was annoying. Loved by everyone, a beautiful girlfriend. I've thought about sprinkling him with baked oil. But still, she won't change. She's not mud.

"Stay away"

"... Me, sophie, I like it"

"Really? I hate you."

Saying off, Sophia turned her heels and left there early enough. If you're serious about walking, it's a difference in stride, and Marie can't keep up with Sophia very well. Still, Marie went after it desperately.

Marie loved Sophia, who hated her and always told the truth.

-1 minute

"What the hell is that?"

Lil laughed down at the strong light pouring from the sky. It's the light a human magician sees when he's summoning demons. What we're demanding is ourselves, succubus. But the light was too strong. At least, it's not the kind of amount you call a demon about to call a succubus or something. It was obviously a suspicious light.

None of the guiding companions eat, and the light stays in the sky all the time. To that light, Lil learned a strange feeling. Not in my memory, but somewhere I miss it.

"... can I make fun of humans once in a while"

Lil reached out and took that light down from the sky. With the feeling of her body being pulled up, she erodes into the human world.

"... it was you who called me?

Crossing the space, she told the man in front of her, so.

That's how the story ran out.