All Chapters of The Demon King's Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Lysan 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

Lysan 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

One 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