Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 53 - : THE ANCIENT DEMON

An invitation to a banquet. Nemesis strongly wanted to reject the proposal, but he knew Jessica wouldn't accept that. While their personal relationship was somewhat broken, their guild relationship was stronger than ever. Nemesis allowed almost every suggestion from Jessica to be implemented, her work rate and guild management flawless.

"Hmm, very well then, prepare for it. But broaden your horizon—the empire is definitely not the strongest in the world. Stop buying their lies. Well, not like it matters," Nemesis spoke.

Jessica and Nemesis continued their conversation, Jessica bringing the lazy guild master up to date.

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Mr. Albert had transferred the vegetative Kyle to his car, preparing to take him to the only place that could help him. Only his butler was driving the car, accompanying them. Arriving at the forest, the butler supported Mr. Albert in carrying his son to the hidden place of the demon Baron.

"Lord Baron, I'm here with my son," Mr. Albert said humbly, bowing his head.

"Hmm, I see. Bring him this way," Demon Baron Arjit ordered.

Mr. Albert, with his butler's help, brought his son before the demon Baron.

"Well, the solution is pretty simple. I will give him a demon pill. If he is unlucky and unable to gain control of the immense power that will flow into his body after taking the pill, then he will end up as a mindless demon beast, devoid of reasoning. But if he is able to fight back and gain control of the power, he will awaken anew as a being worthy enough to serve the demon god. However, that is a big 'if'—winning is harder than it seems," the demon Baron admonished Mr. Albert.

"Having a chance is better than remaining like this, Lord Baron. I accept the risk," Mr. Albert replied, his head bowed.

"Very well," the demon Baron said, feeding the demon pill to Kyle.

The pill went down Kyle's throat, assimilating into his blood. Through the bloodstream, the demon power within the pill spread to every cell in Kyle's body, great power surging through every inch of him. The demon power seeped into Kyle's bones, strengthening them greatly—then to his lungs, kidneys, every organ, his heart, and finally his brain. The demon power attempted to corrode Kyle's brain, feeding him only one instinct: destruction.

Kyle woke up in a world of nothing but darkness. It felt like being in the abyss.

"Hello! Anyone here?!" Kyle shouted, trying to find a way out of the unknown place he found himself in.

But his shout was met with silence.

Kyle walked around, trying to find an exit, but he couldn't. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, and months into years. Kyle wandered tirelessly, shouting for help, but still, he couldn't find a way out. Slowly, he began forgetting his name, his parents—even his purpose—soon wandering the unknown dark place like a mindless soldier, devoid of knowledge.

While walking aimlessly, a vision flashed through Kyle's mind—the cold eyes. The cold eyes that stared at him while inflicting unbearable pain. Those eyes that looked at him like a man would look at an ant. Those emotionless eyes—no pleasure, no pity, no anger—nothing. Just the gaze of an indifferent god.

"Greg," the mindless, wandering Kyle muttered.

More flashes of the torture he endured appeared in his vision. The more he relived the torment from the ruthless man who had trampled on him without hesitation, the more his reasoning abilities increased—until he finally regained his sanity.

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"Hoho, what an interesting soul. To think you resisted the corrosive effect of my ability. Interesting indeed," a voice spoke.

The voice was barely audible, yet Kyle heard it clearly—like it was whispering directly into his ears, despite no one being nearby.

"Who are you? Where am I?!" Kyle shouted.

"You?" the voice echoed. "This is the origin of the first demon. The place where the first demon took its first breath, where the first demon's heart beat for the first time. This is the Abyss at the end of the world."

Kyle's heart pounded. "Are you the demon god?" he asked, trying to gather as much information as possible.

"Hah, demon god? That brat dares to call himself a god? How bold of him," the voice sneered. "Lad, I am not the demon god you speak of. I am one who has lived so long that I have lost track of time. I am among the first children birthed by the first demon. My brothers and I are referred to as the Ancients."

"Ancient…" Kyle murmured. "Why are you here? How can I get out of this place?"

"I was betrayed alongside my brothers by our descendants—the so-called demon god you know leading the betrayal. I've been locked here, imprisoned for eternity. As for your other question… leaving here is easy. When you truly decide to leave, you will do so naturally. But before you go, come tell me your story and how you ended up here. I have been trapped here for a long time, and I have grown bored. I wish to hear your tale," the voice said.

Kyle, complying with the request, narrated his life story to the unseen Ancient.

"Hmm, so your arch-enemy tortured you so severely that your brain was half-dead. An interesting story," the voice mused. "Thank you for entertaining this old being. Allow me to give you a parting gift that should help you," the voice said.

Before Kyle could react, an unknown being appeared before him—so fast that Kyle couldn't even perceive its movement. It placed its sharp, clawed fingers on Kyle's temple, causing a cut on his forehead. The blood of the Ancient seeped into the wound, flowing into Kyle's body.

"Aaargghhhhh!!!!" Kyle screamed—the pain was unbearable.

Meanwhile, in the real world…

'Hmm, he's growing stronger. What is going on? I need to stop him before he becomes more powerful than I can control!' Demon Baron Arjit thought, extending his claws, aiming to rip Kyle's throat and end his life.