Extra's Magic-Chapter 206 Unknown Power

Thud... Thud...

In that timeless abyss, my senses had been stripped away, and I had become a mere spectator within my own body. The relentless onslaught of the Demon had left me numb, devoid of any tactile, visual, or auditory connection to the world around me. But amidst the darkness, my heartbeat persisted as a fragile reminder of my existence.

Thump... Thump...

Each feeble beat was a lifeline, a tenuous thread tethering me to the realm of the living. And as it weakened, I clung to it with a quiet determination, refusing to surrender to the void that threatened to consume me.

"..."

I maintained an eerie calmness, even as my heartbeat dwindled into near silence. The inevitability of death didn't terrify me; I had accepted the capricious nature of fate. It was as if I had been playing a game of chance with the universe, and now the dice had rolled against me.

I didn't panic; I didn't despair. I simply waited for the final curtain to fall.

Thump...

And then, in the midst of that serene darkness, an unexpected twist of fate unfolded. A twist that neither destiny nor I had foreseen.

Creak...

A strange, unsettling sound, like rusty hinges being forced open, shattered the tranquility of my near-death experience. It was as if the door to my demise had been kicked wide open, revealing a disturbing presence beyond.

"I guess it's time to show my presence or else you'll die... Isn't that right, Aiden?"

A deep, menacing chuckle echoed through the void, sending shivers down my spine. It was a voice that oozed power and malice, a voice that defied the boundaries of the unknown.

Bum... Bum...

My fading heartbeat was suddenly replaced by another, one that resonated in the air with a sense of purpose and vigor. It grew louder and faster with each passing moment, reverberating through the very fabric of my being.

My left hand, which had been reaching for my chest in a futile attempt to feel my original heartbeat, froze mid-air. It was then that I realized that something was profoundly different about my body.

"..."

With trepidation, I slowly shifted my focus to the right side of my chest, where a pulsing sensation throbbed. It was a heartbeat, no doubt, but it felt foreign, alien, like an intruder in my own body.

A heartbeat!

The realization struck me like a bolt of lightning. I wasn't alone in my own skin. Something else had taken residence within me, something dark and powerful.

"I will take control for a minute... It should be enough~"

The voice, filled with sinister amusement, reverberated in my consciousness. It was as if the entity lurking within me had decided to reveal itself, if only for a fleeting moment.

Whoosh...

In an instant, my body surged with newfound vitality. The physical wounds that had marred my skin vanished without a trace as if they had never existed. My broken bones snapped back into place with an unnatural speed that defied reason.

My transformation continued. Enormous, bat-like wings tore through my jacket, unfurling behind me like an ominous specter. They cast a looming shadow that swallowed the feeble remnants of light within the abyss, a testament to the otherworldly power now coursing through me.

Two sinister horns erupted from my forehead, curving upwards with a menacing elegance. They gleamed with a dark allure, marking me as something beyond human.

And then, there was the Demonic Tail, emerging from the base of my spine. It swayed maliciously from side to side, a wicked appendage that completed my metamorphosis into something utterly alien.

"..."

I was frozen in awe and disbelief, my mind struggling to comprehend the surreal transformation I had undergone. My body, once frail and human, was now a vessel for a malevolent force, a being of darkness and power.

Creak...

The ominous sound returned, the backdrop to my bewildering reality. I questioned whether I should embrace this newfound strength or resist the entity that had taken hold of me. But before I could form a coherent thought, the answer became chillingly clear.

"I guess it's time to play, Aiden."

The voice within me purred, dripping with sadistic anticipation.

As I remained suspended in the abyss, a silent observer within my own mind, I watched with a surreal detachment as my newly transformed body engaged in a ferocious battle with the Demon. It was a scene both mesmerizing and horrifying, like a vivid nightmare playing out before my eyes.

My body, now a nightmarish amalgamation of demonic features, moved with an eerie grace and precision. It was as if it had become a vessel for an ancient and malevolent force, one that relished in the chaos and violence of the moment.

The Demon, once sadistic and confident, was now on the receiving end of a relentless onslaught. My transformed form moved with blinding speed, its movements a blur of dark energy and malevolence. Each strike was a testament to the newfound power that coursed through my veins.

I watched as my clawed hands tore through the Demon's flesh, leaving jagged wounds that oozed dark ichor. The sound of agonized roars and screams filled the air, drowning out the memory of the Demon's earlier sadistic laughter.

The room, once a pristine ballroom, had been transformed into a battleground of destruction. Marble walls crumbled under the force of the clashes, and the ground shook with every devastating blow. It was a cataclysmic dance of power and vengeance, and I was a mere spectator to my own transformation.

My body's golden eyes locked onto the fallen Demon with predatory intent, its elongated fingers forming razor-sharp talons that gleamed with a dark aura. It was a macabre display of power and dominance, a grotesque reflection of the battle that raged within me.

With each passing moment, I felt a strange mix of horror and fascination. This being that had taken control of my body was a force to be reckoned with, but I couldn't shake the underlying fear of what it might demand in return.

In excruciating detail, I watched as my body relentlessly dismantled the once-mighty Demon. Limb by limb, the Demon's monstrous form was reduced to a mangled, limbless husk. Its crimson eyes, once filled with sadistic pleasure, now reflected only torment and despair.

Pluck...

With one swift strike, my body severed the head of the Demon from its body, extinguishing its remaining shred of life.

"I haven't fought in a while... This was a good opponent~"

The being inhabiting my body spoke, stretching his limbs that were stained by dark blood.

I looked directly into his eyes and only then did it finally notice as if something was amiss. 𝒃𝒆𝙙𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝙡．𝙤𝒓𝙜

"Oh yeah, you are here... Have to get used to that."

Muttering something under his breath, the Demonoid began to walk toward one of the tables that were untouched by all the commotion and took a seat, grabbing a Wine glass from the nearby tray.

Gulp... Gulp...

With every sip, its smile widened, making me feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Although it had my face, it seemed very twisted and unfamiliar.

"You probably have a lot of questions..."

Putting the glass on the table, the Demon finally began to speak.

"However, I don't have time to answer each and every one of them..."

It continued while looking at the claws it used to behead the other human.

"So I'll just brief you on the situation."

Standing up from the table the being suddenly summoned a massive amount of Mana in one hand while Dark Mana began to radiate from the other.

"If you want to understand what is happening, you'll have to learn how to wield this..."

Lifting his hand with Dark Mana, the Demon grinned while looking directly at me.

"However, you already knew how to... You just need time to acquire some strength..."

Shaking its palms he made both energies vanish and began to slowly lay himself on the floor.

"So... Remember to keep becoming stronger and... you shouldn't consider yourself human."

It let out a low growl, closing its eyes.

"Although I have little to no control over this body, I influenced its origin by a lot..."

Suddenly, the presence of the being vanished from my body and the sudden transformations began to revert.

The massive bat-like wings began to retract, the sharp claws dulled, and the twisted features of the Demonoid faded away.

It happened within moments, however, I was aware that I would never forget it.

"..."

Looking at my body from the side, I was very quiet.

Of course, I had a lot on my mind, however, putting my feelings into words was a lot more difficult.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a strange pull began to attract me toward the empty body of mine.

It was like a shell without its owner.

However, I was soon pulled back, my eyes slowly blinking open and all the senses returning to their normal state.

However, there was one thing wrong.

Pain.

A LOT OF FUCKING PAIN.

IT FELT LIKE BEING SKINNED ALIVE.

"..."

Meh, I've had worse experiences.