The Demon Monarch System Novels & Stories

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.

Perhaps the Demon Sovereign's true form was in the place of return. "Haha, well asked!" The Demon Sovereign laughed and said, "I didn't even tell the sixteen fools who worked for me before... because they didn't understand! They always thought that the Sea Demon was supreme, but they didn't know that there was a Holy Kingdom in the world!" "The sixteen fools... is he talking about the sixteen demon monarchs?" Caspian gradually understood the relationship between the sixteen demon monarchs and the Demon Sovereign in front of him. Caspian deduced that it was probably because the remaining three demon monarchs had summoned the Demon Sovereign to use the Demon Sovereign to deal with him in order

“Ma'am, have you ever thought about having two monarchs in the same space? What do you think will happen?” Two monarchs... The expression on the Governess' face solidified. “Do you know what are you saying right now? How could it be possible? Only one monarch can rule within a certain space, and now there's Dior Lee, there will be no second monarch or anything.” Why would there be a second monarch? Once a monarch emerged, the lower-level undeads will instantly swear loyalty to them and will never follow another leader again. Even the higher ones will bow to the monarch. That's why there can't be two monarch, unless Dior Lee is dead.

“I won’t let this happen, Ann. The Moon Goddess has sent us to end this endless cycle of darkness. Demrid is a vampire King, who must have drained thousands of wolves and humans to avoid the rot, quenching his uncontrollable thirst. We can’t back off now!” My soul was on fire after facing back-to-back betrayals, but my determination was firmer than ever. I could feel the fire of divine energy flowing through my veins instead of blood, urging me to accept the role of a monarch for the betterment of the entire world. I snarled at Demrid. “You can be all mighty and a sly vampire, but you are nothing without magic.

"And least of all to this tower." The power shifted with a violent, terrifying surge. Dante stopped fighting the crimson restraints holding him down. Instead, he opened his core to them, allowing the system's defensive corruption to flood his remaining human neural pathways. He was choosing to feed the parasite his own sanity. With a roar that shattered the surrounding firewalls, his flickering avatar stabilized, turning into a monolithic silhouette of solid, unyielding obsidian energy. He broke the restraints with a single jerk of his shoulders, stepping forward not as a king defending his crown, but as a demon reclaiming his property. The system grid groaned as he forced the primary archit

The Hyenas, the mountain Elves, the gnomes, and even humans who have had encounters with demons were there all dressed up. The sun was up as usual and it was even as if nothing has happened. A few months back he had fought with the demon King and erased him from existence. After his defeat, the demons asked for him to assume his throne. He however refused. "I appreciate your willingness to make me your ruler but," he sighed. "I can't." "What?" "Why?" "This isn't right!" They murmured but then he cleared his throat to calm them.

Simon shook his head, this was all Damian's father's fault, if he has just let this young prince of De'Northa be. "you're in a servant and master bond?" "I have a plan," Damian said, ignoring simon's question, Simon ears perked up, "But you have to swear to be there with me till the end" Simon bowed, he could not and would never betray him, "I swear on my life" "Good" Damian said, glad that his own Knight still had his loyalty, "Now, let's bring back De'Northa shall we?" Simon's eyes open in shook, "my Lord?" but Damian had started walking down to the middle of the ruins to raise his hand, engulfing everywhere in purple smoke.

A sea of Familiar Demons crowded the courtyard, murmuring and flexing for attention. Inside, the Monarchy gathered around a massive white marble table with 72 seats—each representing a Demon King, Duke, Prince, or lower. I spotted Baal, the host of the meeting, sitting center seat. Old as sin, face wrinkled like a rotting scroll. On his right, Beleth—a chunky bastard who always eats mid-meeting. On his left, Vine—bald, jacked, and dumb as bricks. I took my seat across them. Belial was beside me, nerdy, small-framed, glasses fogged with excitement.

They believed that the Demon King was the incarnation of the god of chaos that has come to redeem the world through blood and death. When the Demon King rose to power, their cult grew into a well-established religion and despite being despised by other humans and even non-human races, their size steadily grew. They have become the most prominent religion during the Demon King’s reign and they were given special privileges and positions among the human courts that were taken over.

I heard a man’s voice nearby and I speculated that he’s a threat. “Who the hell are you?!” I stood up without any hesitation though I might get killed and asked him directly. “My name is Lucifer Denville, and I’m the demon king. And you’re Emerald Greenfield, my lovely bride,” he simply lowered his head. My eyes widen as I got to view a tall man with long black silky hair, white skin, red flaring eyes whose wearing a long black coat with golden chains around him. “H-How did you know my name?” I trembled.