
The Demon King's Obsession
He died killing the Demon King. He woke up sixty years too early.
Now the monster is a young man.
And he is running out of reasons to stay away.
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Lysan Dusk was the hero who saved humanity. He killed the Demon King, ended the war, and delivered the world from suffering, and his reward was betrayal.
He wakes up in a young student's body in a dormitory room of a magical academy, and the calender shows that the date sixty years before he was born. The world outside hasn't broken yet. The war hasn't happened.
Lysan's plan is to keep it that way by staying completely out of it. Fail his combat exams, spend whatever borrowed time he has left, living a quiet life, where nothing requires him to be a hero.
The man who will become the Demon King, the most feared monster in history is still young and beautiful, with pale grey eyes that find Lysan across every crowded room like he is the only person worth seeing.
Lysan knows what those eyes will become. He has looked into them across battlefields, spent a lifetime seeing them in nightmares.
He never expected it to feel like this up close.
Roman is everything Lysan was warned about — magnetic, dangerous, impossible to ignore. Everyone except Lysan, refuses to be charmed, refuses to feel anything at all.
But now, he is failing spectacularly at them because Roman keeps finding him. Keeps watching him and making Lysan's carefully rebuilt walls feel like paper.
Lysan knows the ending. But for the first time in two lifetimes, he is wondering if the ending can change. If the monster can be loved instead of killed. If staying is braver than running.
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Chapter: A New Botany TeacherOne week had passed since the gala. The academy buzzed with it's normal activities, mostly attended by students from noble families. They were trained under one roof, sorted into tracks based on ability, each track having a special power accompanied with it. Combat track produced soldiers, diplomatic track produced politicians, healing science produced field medics. Botanical sciences was the least prestigious of all four, the track where students who failed everything else, and the track where students who have little or no magical abilities ended up. It was quiet, overlooked, and completely beneath the notice of anyone important. That was why Lysan was extremely happy being there.He attended his classes quietly, avoiding Roman in every possible way. Roman was seen at the academy often, he wasn't a student there though, but as the Demon prince, he was supposed to maintain the relationship between the human kingdom, magical beings, and the demonic territories.It meant he had acces
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Chapter: A Smile like knifeDyleon sucked in a breath and looked at Lysan wide eyed.Roman's smile didn't falter, but it deepened. His grey eyes shimmered with something Lysan couldn't name.“Pretentious,” Roman repeated slowly, the smile still plastered on his face. “I've been called many things, but that's a first.”Then he turned back to Dyleon. “So Dyleon, how long have you been at this academy?”Dyleon blinked repeatedly, surprised by the sudden attention. “Uhm… three years. Same as Lysan.”Roman nodded, “Three years. So, did you pass your combat exams?” He said, glancing at Lysan.“Nah,” Dyleon smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I failed—I'm being transferred to botany.”Roman laughed softly, “There's nothing wrong with botany. Plants don't fight.”“Right?” Dyleon also laughed.Lysan watched the exchange between Roman and Dyleon, his jaw clenched together tightly. Roman was charming Dyleon effortlessly.But every few seconds, his gaze kept darting back to Lysan, which made Lysan realize that
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Chapter: Gala of GhostsLysan stood there, staring at the rose and the note in his hands. His thumb ran over the words slowly. The handwriting was so familiar in a way that made his chest stir uncomfortably.His eyes moved to the rose next. It was fresh. The stalk was still green, not a trace of withering.His mind went to Roman first, but he quickly dismissed it. This wasn't Roman's style. Every white rose Roman left on the chest of enemies, on the body of his victims, on the doorstep of those he wanted to terrorize was always dead, without any note.But this was different.This person was someone who wanted to make Lysan know that they were here, but Lysan could not guess who.He folded the note and slipped it carefully into his pocket, then he looked around the field one more time, now completely empty.He walked back to his dorm slowly, the fresh rose still in his hands.Who in his previous life knew him well enough, and also found him here?He reached the door of his dorm, turned the knob slowly, and w
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Chapter: Art of LoosingLysan stood still, his heart pounding against his chest. Roman was looking directly at him, and their gazes locked. All he could think of now was that Roman was there and he was staring directly at him. The instructor called his name out again, louder, “Lysan, Lysan Dusk! Are you deaf?”Lysan forced himself to turn away from Roman. He then walked to the center of the combat ring, his legs unsteady. He could feel Roman's piercing gaze on his back.He faced the instructor that was standing at the corner of the combat ring. She was broad shouldered, a woman with manly build, and a huge scar cutting through her right eye brow.A frown spread across her face, making her look more terrifying. “I've been calling you for over a minute now, where did your mind wander to, huh?” She paused, “Standard assessment, now—show me your stance.”Lysan positioned himself wrongly. The instructor's eye twitched, “What the hell?”Lysan managed to maintain a calm demeanor on the surface.“Attack the dummy.
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Chapter: Taste Of PoisonLysan Dusk lay on his bed, watching the crack on the ceiling as tears spilled from his eyes, his heart contracted painfully inside his chest. He tried to call for help, but his voice barely came out as a whisper.He heard voices in the next room, “He has to go, he knows too much.”More tears spilled from his eyes as he struggled to breathe.Three years ago, he killed the ruthless Demon king. He delivered humanity from suffering. He stopped the Demon king before he could unleash hell on earth, and this was how he was rewarded. By being poisoned.Lysan laughed through the tears, the sound coming out dry and broken that turned into a cough. Blood poured from his mouth.The hero of humanity, dying alone, with no one bothering to help him.The door creaked open and he saw one of his most trusted men. A ray of hope shimmered in his eyes as he struggled to lift his hands to signal him.The man walked towards Lysan's bed, a frown visible on his face. He looked at Lysan, “You can rot in hell
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