Hello there fellow readers! This is my first every foray into the realm of literature (I done scientific writing before but this is completely new). Having said that it would be great if I can get some constructive criticism from every viewer who decides to grace my story with their presence.
Enough of the blabber, lets me elaborate on some technical aspects of the story (timeline along with light novels). THE FOLLOWING MAY CONTAIN SLIGHT SPOILERS.
Not sure on when this story will take place as I'm taking bits and pieces from every light novel etc. **SPOILER** Maou won't have his better half sword **SPOILER**
Mainly from Maou's perspective
Might get a little philosophical which may not agree with everyone so I apologize in advance (You should be able to understand this much from the title, I will be judging what is considered Right)
I'm not sure about pairings, if any there will be some understanding taking place.
Not to sure how long I'm going to let this story run as I stated above, this is my f first ever take on rhetorical writing
Finally, probably the one most people care about, update periods... Honestly, I I'm hoping to get atleast 2-3 chapters out every month. Having said that, the individual length of each chapter might vary significantly depending on how the writing juices flow. If in the worst case I don't get even 1 chapter out in a certain month I will update with comments stating that I haven't forgotten about the story (or maybe I did forget once again I'm not very certain)
WITHOUT FURTHER ADO LETS BEGIN THE STORY.
P.S. *I used finally above and my lazy fingers don't want to move up on the mouse pad so let me use p.s. K?*
If you like to story but don't appreciate the direction its going, or maybe who want to see a side plot please feel free and leave a comment about your plans and I'll see if I can change it somehow.
"Ashiya I think I'm going for a walk this room is getting to stuffy, especially with Urushihara laptop making that annoying buzzing sound" said Maou with an exasperated tone as he shut the door behind him.
"Alright sire just be home before... oh he already left" sighed Ashiya with a sad tone.
"I am not worthy of placating his highness frustration" cried Ashiya with a saucepan in his right hand.
"Yeah you really are worthless" said Urushihara resting his head on one hand while gazing into his computer screen and not giving a damn about Ashiya is saying.
"I know! I will make sire his favorite that will surely cheer him up" said Ashiya excitedly as if purpose has been instilled in his life.
"Mmhmm why don't you do that" responded Urushihara.
Things weren't feeling right, thought Maou. No, things where to quiet, there hasn't been any action in the past at the moment 2 months, not that he missed having to deal with his homeland problems.
"Its not like I can ask Emilia if she knows anything" yawned Maou as he lazily sat on a old park bench in the middle of a green field watching children play on the playground.
"Even if I ask she won't share the information, I mean I know Esmerelda is keeping her up to date with Enta Isla affairs."
"It will always result in "Blah Blah Blah You're the devil the less who know the less you can destroy Blah Blah Blah" in the best Emi impression he could make.
She had a point though, I am the devil after all. I have destroyed many things, with and without purpose.
"Still I doubt I'm much different then some human."
It was times like these where even with his 300 years of knowledge, he still wasn't able to come close with a semi intact explanation to some of the most pondered upon philosophical aspects on how the world runs.
Many times he would push the matter aside with "Hey I'm a demon and these are human matters" but deep down only time will tell how long that excuse will keep working for him.
"Well it's getting dark and this devil needs to get some grub in his stomach. I better head home" said Maou sleepily as he rubbed his eyes open from his daze.
"Spent half my day pondering again didn't I. Oh well, better than getting into useless arguments with Urushihara or Emilia." sulked Maou as he walked home.
"You have been sulking a lot lately haven't you" thought a small voice in Maou's head as he continued on the sidewalk.
"Maybe you should return to the demon world and just check up on everything that will surely ease your nerves"
"No" said Maou firmly
"I am not returning there until I can figure out a plan, a plan to unite the demon race once again. This time with a new notion, a notion that is less contingent on violence and extermination of humans"
"COME ON! You have been saying that for the past month already! Relying on Camio to give you your information on how the demons are fairing with out you. EVEN ATER YOU GET THE INFORMATION WHAT DO YOU DO WITH IT?" Screamed the little voice in Maou's head.
"Nothing" Maou subconsciously whispered.
"EXACTLY! YOU JUST SULK AROUND AND PONDER ON PETTY HUMAN ISSUES AS IF THEY REALLY AFFECT YOU"
"I'm going to get a headache at this rate." said Maou trying to divert his brain on to other issues.
It was dusk and the sun was setting fast, the children's laughter and cheer were fading into the distance as he walked away from the park.
"Camio!" Exclaimed Maou
"He usually comes on Saturday! He must be waiting at the Devil's Fortess for me" causing Maou to break into a cold sprint.
After running for 300 yards Maou realized something.
"Wait... I forgot... he hasn't came for 3 weeks" said Maou while clenching his fist.
"He must noticed how ineffective I have been lately, not relaying orders, not executing plans he been encouraging. Every week he gave me information, on slow weeks he wouldmake things up such as how some demons were growing flowers, but he still tried his best" choked Maou clearly heartbroken at the thought of his mentor abandoning him.
"I get it now... he moved on... he did it in the best interest for the demon-kind... They must have grew tired with how stagnant things have been."
"DAMN IT! If I realized sooner I would have returned to the demon world and at least shown them I am trying to figure things out!"
"Have things really gotten this bad for me..." cryed Maou as he looked into the orange sky
"Have I gotten to the state where I drove myself to start thinking about returning to Ente Isla"
"If Emi gets word I thought about returning let alone said it out loud, then - "
"Then what?" returned the small voice in his head
"Dear god not this conversation again" screamed the major portion of Maou's brain.
"You can destroy the hero if you wanted, all you need is to take the fight to the public and ask Urushihara to spicen things up a bit and voila! You got all the magic you need."
At that moment Maou woke up as a cold breeze flew past him.
"Oh god that was too real" though Maou as his eyes darted around gaining an understanding of his surroundings.
It was well past dark and that means...
"Crap, Ashiya is going to be so pissed off! I'm late for dinner" said Maou while running at top speed.
He ran for a solid 3 minutes when he decided he had enough fun and games.
"Alright! I can see this magic field and I doubt I;m going to keep my cool any longer" yelled Maou as he stop dead in his tracks.
"Very good, oh how very good" hissed a deep voice resonating all around Maou as if it was the shield conversing with him.
"Seems like I caught a slightly intelligent fish, not intelligent enough. It took you 3 minutes and 42 seconds the realize you have been trapped in your deathbed." hissed the same deep voice however this time it was in a slight mocking tone.
"Not Exactly."
"It took me 3 seconds to realize something was off, another 5 seconds to realize, Hey this is magic, and finally 4 seconds to pinpoint and plan my first attacks" Maou responded who vanished from his current location
He was know 15 feet in the air and aimed a kick into the air, which seemed like the apex of the shield dome.
The force of the kick which was fueled by using some of the magic in the shield was enough to cause a disruption in the unfamiliar character who summoned the barrier.
This disruption allowed a small gap in the barrier which Maou used to escape his "deathbed".
Maou who had his initial plan which was to run back home and avoid a lecture from Ashiya, ended up getting ruined due to the interference.
In fact he managed to run the complete opposite direction, which not only pissed Maou because his trip would be longer but now he can't talk his way into making Urushihara eat all the left overs.
Whenever Maou came home past dinner time for non-work related reasons Ashiya would make him eat left overs, most of the time Urushihara would end up having to eat the leftovers because... well its Urushihara, which to Maou seemed like a worthy punishment.
But at the moment Maou couldn't worry to much about that as he is trying to quickly assess his surroundings for better odds at defeated his opponent, who by the way is hooded and unable to be easily identified.
While in the shield Maou was able to absorb enough demonic energy to allow him to turn into his demonic form for a lengthy period of time. However he wasn't to keen on reverting back to that state, especially not in the middle of an unfamiliar location. Maou was rather proud of himself for being able to think that fast.
About ten seconds have passed since Maou exited the barrier and in that time he has secured himself a safe location where he can examine the area from which the shield was summoned.
In another ten seconds some footsteps where heard in the direction Maou was looking. Those ten seconds where like millennia to Maou, who hasn't fought in along time and was trying to get ensure his ass wont get kicked tonight.
Under the light from a lamppost the tip of a shoe could be seen. Maou was certain the magic signature this person was radiating was the same as the person who trapped him in their magic shield.
Since Maou was in the dark and was concealing himself through using a dumpster he has a perfect opportunity to lunge forward at the individual in hope he will strike his assailant and end him in a single blow. However, before he made contact with the hooded person he was able to catch a glimpse behind the mask of who he was about wound.
The sight made Maou's gut wrench but it was to late.
The gap was to small and in a few milliseconds, his fist would meet the stomach of...
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