Ashes To Flames
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One week later, having finished his new daily routine of working out, Ruax entered his father's office, freshly showered and ready to step into something he thought he never would.
Waiting in front of his father's desk, Lord Phenex glanced at his son before continuing his paperwork. Standing in silence, Ruax waited awkwardly as his father finished reading over the paper in his hands before placing it down.
"What is it, Ruax?" Lord Phenex asked. "Is there something you wish to ask you?"
Ruax nodded as he stepped forwards, his hands fidgeting with his shirt.
"I want to learn about politics and High-Class Society," Ruax said.
"Hmm..." Lord Phenex scratched his chin in thought. "Why exactly do you want to learn about this for?"
Ruax blinked in surprise.
"Huh, I... ...actually don't know why," he admitted. "I just thought it'd be nice to know about what's going on."
Lord Phenex chuckled as he smiled.
"That's fine," Lord Phenex said. "There is nothing wrong with curiosity, Ruax."
He gestured to the maid in the room.
"Could you please draw a chair?"
"Of course," the maid obliged.
Murmuring a thank you, Ruax sat across his father as the maid returned to her station, her black-and-white uniform the generic outfit for all maids in the mansion.
"So," Lord Phenex started. "What do you want to learn about first?"
Seeing Ruax stuck in thought, Lord Phenex smiled.
"Let's start with High-Class Society then."
Clearing his throat, Lord Phenex glanced at the maid. She bowed before leaving the room, the wooden door shut close with a dull thud.
"So, what do you know about High-Class society?" Lord Phenex asked before adding in: "If you can remember anything, of course."
"I don't have a clue," Ruax replied. "Maybe from the beginning?"
His father nodded.
"Well, let's start with rankings in devil society."
Taking a sip of water, Lord Phenex cleared his throat again.
"Devil society is ranked into four different rankings," Lord Phenex said. "There is low class, mid class, high class and ultimate class devils. Low-Class Devils are generally reincarnated devils and servants of High-Class Devils. Mid-Class devils are reincarnated devils that have been promoted to a higher tier by handing out fliers and completing contracts, performing great deeds for the Underworld, etc."
"High-Class Devils are the nobility of the Underworld," Lord Phenex continued. "They range from the seventy-two pillars which includes extinct households, extra demons, etc. Low-Class Devils can possibly become High-Class Devils, but it is a rare case when this occurs."
"What do you have to do to be promoted?" Ruax asked. He had a general idea of being promoted to a higher tier, but never got the full details.
"It's quite a process," Lord Phenex admitted. "First, devils chosen to be promoted have to undergo a written test, testing their knowledge on the Underworld. After that, they are also tested in a physical test in which they are pitted against other devils to get a gauge on their strength. After that, depending on how they performed, they are graded. Whether or not they receive a passing grade depends entirely on the devil."
"Do I need to go through that process?"
Lord Phenex shook his head.
"You are already classified as a High-Class Devil," Lord Phenex replied. "If you wish to, you can join another's peerage. However, you must get your King's permission to leave and re-register yourself as a King." He waved his hand. "There are more complex details, but I won't bore you with that."
"How about Ultimate-Class?" Ruax asked curiously. "What do you have to do to get there?"
"You need to be a hero of the Underworld," Lord Phenex responded. "The term 'Hero' has changed a lot since The Great War, but now it merely means being in the top ten of the Rating Games or having performed countless deeds of heroic valour for the sake of the Underworld. You also need to be extremely intelligent, have a high-ranking job, strong political power, be powerful, etc etc."
"That makes sense," Ruax murmured. "It makes it extremely difficult to achieve that rank though..." He looked up at his father. "Did they purposefully make it that difficult to reduce the people with strong political power?"
"Sort of." His father scratched his chin. "Making the jump from High-Class to Ultimate-Class is extremely difficult, and barely any if all have done it in the past few centuries. Reaching the requirements for Ultimate-Class is another task altogether."
"Is there another rank in Devil Hierarchy?" Ruax asked, surprising his father. "I mean, stopping at Ultimate-Class... ...don't we have Four Satans in the Underworld?"
"Satan-Class?" Lord Phenex chuckled. "As of now, there are only four devils who hold the rank of 'Satan Class' devils, and they are indeed the current four Satans."
"What did they do to achieve that rank?"
"Well..." Lord Phenex rubbed his shoulder, grimacing. "After the Great War, devil society had another war. It was the Old Devil Satan Faction verses the Anti-Satan Faction."
"Why'd the war begin?"
"The reason this war began was because followers of the original Satans believed that their goal was to dominate the world," Lord Phenex replied. "In response to them, four aces in the Great War stepped up and defeated the Old Satan Faction. Those four are the current Satans we have now: Sirzechs Lucifer, Ajuka Beelzebub, Serafall Leviathan and Falbium Asmodeus. They are... monsters, in their own league. Especially that of Sirzechs and Ajuka."
"How strong are they?" Ruax asked curiously. "I mean, they can't be as strong as the original Satans, can they?"
Lord Phenex shook his head.
"Sirzechs Gremory and Ajuka Astaroth are considered Super Devils," Lord Phenex explained. "Two of the three that exist. Their power is ridiculous, surpassing the realm of strength that He and the four original Satans had."
"Super Devils?"
"Extremely rare cases where devils are born with ridiculous amounts of power," his father said. "When Sirzechs Gremory was born... ...well, he was floating in the air, the signature trait of the Bael Clan surrounding him. His Power of Destruction was so powerful that everything around him was disintegrating, and nobody but his mother Venelana could touch him."
"That's awesome," Ruax exclaimed, his eyes wide. "To be born with that type of power... ...wait, they surpass the strength of Him?"
Lord Phenex nodded.
"Sirzechs and Ajuka – the two strongest Satans – are rivals and best friends from childhood. Ever since birth, they have kept up with each other, and they have surpassed the strength of the original Lucifer and his father. To put it simply, they are monsters in a league of monsters."
Ruax nodded dumbfoundedly.
He knew half of this information, sure, but he had never heard about the specifics of Sirzechs birth. Hell, he didn't even know that they surpassed the strength of Lucifer and God!
Ruax winced in pain before shaking his head.
"Let's stop here for today."
Lord Phenex stood up and walked out from behind his desk. Walking towards the door, he waited for his son to join him before opening the door.
Walking down the hallway – richly decorated representing the Phenex Household's wealth – Lord Phenex lost himself in thought as he let his feet take him forwards.
Ruax... he was a sort of anomaly to him now. Before, Ruax was very out-of-touch with the world, never wanting to leave the mansion. He'd just sit in his room, and nobody knew what he did. The only sign of life they got from him was when he was asleep or using demonic power in his bedroom. There would be random flares of demonic energy and they'd rush to his room, only to find him unconscious on the floor.
...well, it made sense to Lord Phenex. Their son was born in a similar fashion to Sirzechs, but he wasn't confirmed to be a Super Devil by the doctors. When his wife gave birth, Ruax floated into the air and was surrounded by rich, golden flames that coated his body. They didn't burn anybody, and instead were warm and fuzzy. However, it felt like they were missing something. Something to make the true power come out... it's true form.
Sure, he had displayed abnormal amounts of demonic energy before for his age, but he always fell unconscious after using too much in one day. Besides... it was nothing as destructive as Sirzechs' Power of Destruction, and the drawbacks were only temporary. Maybe if he underwent training with his brother Ruval, he could make his body strong enough to withstand his own power...
Lord Phenex dismissed his thoughts as they entered dining room. Seeing his wife already seated and waiting, he walked towards her and smiled.
He could worry about his third son in the future. Right now, he wanted to relax.
Sitting in his room, Ruax flipped through the book he was reading, twirling his fingers with a flame dancing between them.
The room was spacious as before, the curtains drawn open to let in the fake light and the door shut. The only sound present was the faint echo of music coming from another room and the flipping of paper pages.
"Interesting," Ruax murmured. "This goes in depth to all sorts of magic devils can do."
Apart from the obvious demonic magic, devils could pretty much use all sorts of magic unless they required certain requirements. Ruax was very curious about a few sorts of magic now that he knew this.
Senjutsu, telekinesis, time and gravity manipulation, elemental... what he wanted to learn was endless, and he would have all the time to learn if he managed to pull off his plan.
Flipping a page, Ruax scratched his chin.
It wasn't really a plan yet, he knew that. He just had an idea to escape the Underworld for a bit, and he was crossing his fingers and praying to whoever was listening that it'd work.
Ruax sighed.
Shutting the book and closing his hand, the fire dissipated as he placed the book on his table. Standing up, he walked to the door and left the room, searching for somebody in his family.
Walking up flights of stairs, Ruax didn't gasp at the sheer wealth on display. Everything on display, everything he now owned... it didn't faze him anymore. He enjoyed being a part of a rich family, and he would abuse the wealth he had control over to help him with his goals.
Walking past a room, Ruax stepped back before walking up to the doorframe and peering in. Standing in silence, he watched as his mother fussed over another girl in the room, her blonde hair in the process of being tied in ponytails.
"Now Ravel," Lady Phenex tutted. "You need to stay still so I can finish this up."
"Sorry, Mother," Ravel said meekly. "It's just that I'm nervous."
"To meet Ru-Ru?"
Ravel nodded as Ruax grinned, walking in silently. He saw Lady Phenex twitch in his direction before ignoring his approach.
"Ru-Ru would be happy to talk to you," his mother said gently, finishing off Ravel's hair. Letting her hair fall - two drill-like twin tails coming to a rest – Lady Phenex smiled and placed her hands on her hips. "You look beautiful sweetie."
"Thanks mother! Now, can I go see brother?"
Lady Phenex smiled, making Ravel tilt her head in confusion.
"Hey sis," Ruax said, smiling as his sister turned around.
"Ru-Ru!"
Ruax sighed at the nickname before Ravel collided into him. Feeling her arms wrap around him, Ruax returned the gesture awkwardly as his sister buried her face into his shoulder.
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"
Ruax smiled awkwardly and glanced at his mother, only to see her leaving the room, a smile on her face before the door shut.
"I heard what happened! You jerk! Why would you do that!?"
Ruax looked at Ravel who was looking up at him, tears in her eyes. Instead of asking what was wrong, Ruax merely closed his eyes and nodded his head.
"I'm sorry," Ruax said, rubbing Ravel's back. "I don't know what I've done, but I'm sorry for it."
'And I'm sorry that I'm not your real brother,' he added silently.
Standing there, the two siblings hugged each other in silence, one crying her heart out, the other awkwardly patting the others back.
After a few minutes, Ravel disengaged and stepped back, wiping her puffy red eyes.
"I-I'm sorry, Ru-Ru," Ravel said softly.
Ruax waved it off.
"It's fine, Ravel. I'm at fault here."
Scratching the back of his head, Ruax smiled as Lady Phenex walked back in. Wordlessly, she handed Ravel a tissue before nodding at Ruax.
"...so... ...do you want to do something, Ravel?"
Instantly, Ravel perked up and pointed her finger at Ruax, startling the boy.
"I challenge you to a fight!"
"Huh."
Slowly turning to look at Lady Phenex, she merely laughed, smiling.
"You and Rave usually have competitions using your demonic magic," Lady Phenex explained as Ravel stood there, blue eyes shining. "Should I accompany you two so you don't get carried away?"
"Could you send Ruval over?" Ruax asked. "I wanted to ask him something."
Lady Phenex smiled.
"Of course, Ru-Ru." She turned to Ravel. "Don't go overboard, Rave sweetie."
"Yes mother!"
Watching Ravel bound on the spot energetically, Ruax flinched as she ran past and grabbed his hand without notice.
"Let's go already!"
"H-Hey! Calm down!"
Lady Phenex chuckled as she walked out of the room, Ravel already far away, dragging Ruax with her.
"Should I be concerned, Lady Phenex?"
Lady Phenex glanced at the maid approaching her before shaking her head.
"It is fine, Latisha," she replied, still smiling. "Ravel is happy to have her brother back."
The maid – Latisha – smiled in response.
"Lady Ravel was the only one who could get Prince Ruax out of his room, wasn't she?"
Lady Phenex merely nodded before walking away. Watching Lady Phenex disappear down the corridor, the maid returned to her duties.
Leaving one of the various entrances and exits to the garden at the back, Ruax followed Ravel as she skipped forwards into a massive rectangular area.
Looking around, Ruax noticed that the massive area was covered in grass, singed ground, dirt and ashes. Scorch marks filled the area with a few tiny craters littering the area.
"What is this place?" Ruax murmured to himself.
"This is where we hold our battles!" Ravel exclaimed, her simple pink dress standing out against the dull ground. "Today, we'll have a fireball contest!"
Ruax raised an eyebrow, curious.
"What do I have to do?" He asked.
"You need to create a fireball with your demonic magic and throw it into the sky," Ravel said, grinning. "Whoever throws it furthest into the sky wins!"
Ruax shrugged.
"Sounds easy," he said. "Go ahead. Ladies first."
Ravel nodded before taking a pose. Keeping her hand open, a small flame appeared before curling into a sphere of fire.
"Hii-Yahhhhh!"
Throwing the fireball, Ravel watched as it ascending into the sky before fizzling out.
"Alright!" She cheered, jumping into the air. Turning around, she pointed her finger at Ruax, smirking triumphantly. "Hah! Beat that!"
Ruax shrugged nonchalantly before stepping forwards. On the outside, he was calm. Inside, however...
'ShitShitShit! How do I throw demonic magic? Is it like a ball physically, or do I have to control it with my mind? Fuck!'
Holding out his hand, palm facing up, he closed his eyes, cleared his mind and sighed.
'Ignore that, focus on making the fireball.'
Taking a deep breath, Ruax remembered the colour of his flames and pictured a roaring fire confined to a sphere. After a minute, he opened his eyes and smiled as he saw the golden orb floating above his palm, flames licking at his hand, a warmth spreading throughout his arm to his body.
"So pretty..." Ruax heard Ravel murmur.
Smiling, Ruax brought his arm back and took a deep breath.
"Well, here goes."
Throwing the sphere, flames burst out and coated the orb as it ascended into the sky. Watching, it skyrocketed past where Ravel's stopped and kept flying forwards.
Still focused on the fireball, Ruax glanced at Ravel, her mouth open in awe. Smiling, Ruax turned back to the fireball and scratched his chin in thought.
'What would happen if it just exploded like fireworks right now?'
KA-BOOM!
Yelping in surprise, Ruax's eyes widened as the golden fireball exploded, its embers flying outwards.
"It's so pretty!"
Ruax nodded in agreement, completely lost for words as the golden embers fell, decorating the sky with pretty lights.
"What the hell did I just do?" Ruax murmured, confused. "I know that we have control over fire, but mastery this early?"
You really need a clear mind and focus with demonic magic,' Ruax realized. 'One thought or emotion could easily ruin your magic.'
"Beautiful display for your sister, Ruax."
Turning to the side, Ruax watched as Ruval entered the area, clapping as he walked in.
"Big Brother Ruval!"
Running forwards, Ruval chuckled before picking up Ravel. Spinning around, he held her high as she laughed before placing her back down.
"Hello Ravel," Ruval said, smiling. "Did you enjoy the fireworks your brother made for you?"
"Uh-huh! There were cool!"
Ruval chuckled.
"Of course," Ruval said. "Were you two having a contest?"
"Yep! But Ru-Ru cheated!" Ravel pouted. "He used fireworks, not a fireball!"
Ruval looked at Ruax who shrugged.
"I threw a fireball and thought about what would happen if it exploded," he admitted. "I thought about fireworks and it kinda just happened."
"Oh." Ruval chuckled. "Do you know the details of your birth, Ruax?"
The boy tapped his head.
"I don't know, do I?" Ruax replied, frowning. "I still don't remember anything, brother. I'm surprised I know how to use magic."
Ruval scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly.
"...right. Anyway, using any of the Phenex Clan traits – especially your fire – will come naturally to you," Ruval explained. "During your birth, you floated in the air and were coated in your golden flames, similar to that of Satan Lucifer's birth. Do you know how he was born?"
"Yeah," Ruax said. "That would be scary to witness."
Ruval nodded.
"Your birth was similar, except your flames didn't destroy," Ruval continued. "According to father, apparently they coated just you and were warm to touch. Ever since then, you've been able to effortlessly create fire just by thinking about it."
'That'd explain why I can use it so easily,' Ruax thought. 'Is it just fire though? Or does it go for flying and air magic as wel-?'
"Hey! Talk to me! Talk to me!"
Ruax flinched as Ruval laughed, Ravel pouting with her cheeks puffed up.
"Right, sorry Ravel," Ruval smiled as he crouched. "What do you want to do?"
"Contest! I want to have a contest!"
"What type of contest?"
"Fire contest! I want to see who has the prettiest flame between you Big Brother Ruval and Ru-Ru!"
Ruax sighed exasperated but couldn't the smile spread on his face.
"Oho? Is that what you want to see, Ravel?"
"Yup!" Ravel jumped on the spot energetically. "I wanna see! I wanna see!"
Ruval chuckled before standing up. Turning to face Ruax, Ruval smiled.
"You first little brother."
Ruax nodded and held out his hand.
'Fire,' he envisioned. 'Burning in my palm, fierce yet calm. Bright and powerful, inextinguishable.'
Opening his eyes, a fierce ball of fire crackled above his hand, explosive and dangerous. Instead of warmth, Ruax could feel the heat emanating from it.
"Not your unique fire?" Ruval questioned, an eyebrow raised. "Very well. Here is mine."
Splaying his hand upwards, a replica of Ruax's flame appeared.
"Not creative or original," Ruval said. "But it is still beautiful, is it not?"
"You copied my flame," Ruax replied. "Couldn't you try something else?"
"Of course."
Within the second, Ruval's flame flickered before a dark blue-purple flame replaced it. Instantly, the heat in the area skyrocketed as the flame hovered above his palm. It was intoxicating to look at, yet it was dangerous, like an exotic plant that was beautiful but deadly poisonous.
Gulping, Ruax tried to mock the fire but failed as his own flickered out of existence. His heart hammered in his chest as he once again remembered the power gap between them. It wasn't even a gap, more alike to a canyon.
Still looking at the flame, Ruax felt a strong feeling within him. A primal emotion; fear. He couldn't move, talk, breath – it was as if he was turned into stone by Medusa.
Extinguishing the flame, Ruval raised an eyebrow and watched Ruax carefully.
"So little brother? Where's your original flame?"
Taking a deep breath, Ruax's body shook as he exhaled.
Slowly, he looked up and smiled at Ruval.
"This," Ruax said shakily.
Exploding into life, a fiery golden orb hovered above Ruax's hand before transforming into a fireball. As it flickered, Ruax sighed with relief as the golden flame spread its warmth around him, chasing away the fear he had felt moments ago.
Closing his hands after a few moments, Ruax turned to Ravel as his flame disappeared.
"So," Ruax said. "Whose fire is better Ravel?"
"Ru-Ru's fire is better!" Ravel shouted in excitement.
Ruval's posture lost its pride as he slumped over.
"Is that what you really think, Ravel?"
"Yup!" Ravel replied, her mouth open in a toothy grin.
Sweat dripped down Ruax's face as he hesitated to speak. Ravel shone like a light, happiness radiating from her as Ruval was slumped over, a depressive cloud hovering over his body.
"Uhh..." Ruax sighed in defeat. "Let's head inside now."
Walking past, Ravel followed, still radiating like a sun as Ruval slowly recovered from his depression.
'It seems that the Gremory Family isn't the only one with a sis-con devil,' Ruax groaned in his head. 'I hope that Sirzechs, Serafall and Ruval never meet each other in the same room with me.'
Little did he know that they already had, and the results were not pretty.
Sitting in the grand bathtub which could classify as a spa, Ruax sighed and rubbed his face. His body was still tense but was slowly unwinding. The fire his brother had shown... it was ridiculous, strong enough to warrant that of an Ultimate-Class Devil strength.
Running his hands through his hair, Ruax let his head drop into the hot water, his nose resting above the water level.
He was scared, that much was simple. The only information he had on his brother Ruval was that he was a true noble, polite and kind, and also rumoured to be promoted to Ultimate-Class rank soon. From that, he had assumed he was strong in every aspect possible, but he didn't expect a simple flame from his older brother to instil fear into his very being.
A purple and blue-hued flame. Hotter then an ordinary flame by an extreme margin. The fact that Ruval had this type of power frightened him. It didn't frighten him as much as the Power of Destruction, but it was close.
Rubbing his temples, Ruax felt the stress in him slowly leave.
'A monster in his own right, how would I react in the presence of someone stronger? Would I lose consciousness just by being in Sirzechs aura?'
Bringing his hand out of the water, he created his golden flame in his palm. Looking at it intensely, Ruax could feel the raw power in the fire as it flickered, its beauty reflected in the water.
"I feel like you're strong," Ruax murmured as the flame changed, moulding itself in the form imagined. "But I can't just rely on you forever. I'll face challenges that'll force me to change, and I'll be the one who creates those challenges."
Closing his hand, the flame didn't disappear but instead coated his fist a fiery golden aura.
"I'll master you and everything else I learn," Ruax said, the fire flickering in response. "But it'll have to wait. My first goal is to accept my own weaknesses and overcome fear. During that, I'll train and become strong. I'll create a peerage that can stand its own without me and survive this harsh world."
Standing up, Ruax watched as the fire dissipated.
"I refuse to fall, not while I have a second chance," Ruax said resolutely. "Even if I'm beaten down, I'll just stand up and fight back twice as hard."
Closing his eyes, the boy made his promise right there and then.
'I will become stronger then Sirzechs and stand on top. I will make myself a legend to devilkind and a threat to anyone who stands against me. Everyone will know the name Ruax Phenex, and how he changed devilkind for the better.'
Sighing, Ruax looked around the bathroom. It was as grand as a bathroom could get.
"What a shitty place to make a promise like this," Ruax chuckled to himself before stepping out of the bathtub. Drying himself off with a towel, he stepped out of his bathroom and back into his bedroom. "Now, what can I wear?"
Searching through his wardrobe, Ruax found new clothes and sighed with relief.
He had asked one of the maids to supply him with some more casual clothes and they had obliged.
Pulling on his clothes, he smiled at the mirror in the wardrobe.
"I don't look half bad for once in my life," Ruax muttered to himself before making his way towards the door.
Walking out of his room in a crisp white shirt, pants and shoes, Ruax wandered the mansion in search of his family. Upstairs, upstairs again, all the way downstairs; he was not looking forward for the search. He wasn't even sure if there was a basement to the place, but wouldn't doubt it.
Luck was on his side, however, as Ruax spotted Lady Phenex step out of a room.
"Mother!"
Jogging towards Lady Phenex, she turned and smiled as Ruax approached.
"What is it, Ru-Ru? Is there something wrong?"
Ruax shook his head.
"Nothing like that," Ruax replied. "I just had a few questions but I couldn't find anybody."
"Well, what did you want to know?"
"I was wandering how to create a magic circle and teleport as well as how Phoenix Tears are made," he answered.
"I can show you how to teleport," Lady Phenex said. "But why do you want to learn how to make Phoenix Tears?"
"I was curious because it's our family business," Ruax admitted. "Though, I've never actually seen a Phoenix Tear, and it wasn't in the book I was reading either."
"That's alright sweetie."
Looking around, Lady Phenex smiled at seeing the empty corridor.
"To teleport, you either need to draw a magic circle on the ground or create one yourself," Lady Phenex explained. "Drawing one means you can merely pass your demonic energy into it to activate, but these types of circles are generally used for completing contracts. Creating one is more difficult, but is faster then drawing a circle."
"How would I create a magic circle?"
"It's easier then it sounds."
Swirling her hand, a fiery magic circle swirled into life in front of them, the Phenex Clan symbol glowing a fiery orange.
"All you have to do is imagine an ordinary magic circle with the Phenex Crest emblazed on it," Lady Phenex said as her magic circle disappeared. "From there, it can be used to either teleport, use offensive spells, create defensive barriers, etc. Try to make one yourself."
Nodding, Ruax held out his palm and closed his eyes.
'I'm assuming an ordinary magic circle you see all the time? Well, let's go with that. Let's see... ...alright, a magic circle with the Phenex Crest embedded in it..."
Finally opening his eyes, Ruax frowned as nothing appeared in his hand.
"Hmm, maybe you don't have a clear image of what to create?"
Splaying her hand out, Lady Phenex drew the Phenex Clan Crest on the palm of her hand, a fiery outline remaining.
"This is our crest, Ru-Ru. Try making the magic circle now."
Focusing on the crests, Ruax burnt the image into his mind and he re-envisioned the magic circle.
'A fiery magic circle, one that represents the Phenex Clan...'
Opening his eyes, Ruax stared at his hand as he tapped into his bank of demonic power. Feeling pure energy course through his veins, he glared at his palm before a magic circle appear, burning a fiery orange. Still focusing on the magic circle, Ruax moved his hand experimentally, the magic circle following his movements.
"Ufufu, congratulations Ru-Ru. Now, try creating one on the ground and expand it."
Clearing his mind, the magic circle disappeared before a larger one appeared on the ground, slowly rotating on the velvet carpet. Looking at the circle, Ruax felt excitement surge within him at using magic but quickly pushed it to the side. His magic would disappear if he didn't keep focus.
"Now, to teleport yourself, somebody or an object, you must know exactly where you are traveling to or know something about the place," Lady Phenex explained. "With flyers, you are either summoned or teleport yourself to the location. Flyers have a fragment of your demonic power in them, so you feel out for them."
"So, if I wanted to teleport to my room, I would just have to see my room clearly in my head and activate the circle?" Ruax asked.
Lady Phenex nodded.
"That is the basic summary of teleporting," she said. "To completely different locations in the human world or Underworld, merely focusing on the name of a place can teleport you there as well, but takes much longer to teleport. Seeing a clear image of where you are traveling isn't necessary, but quickens the process substantially. Go ahead and try."
Stepping into his magic circle, Ruax took a deep breath and activated his magic. The circle flashed before Ruax disappeared, only to reappear at the other end of the hallway, his magic circle still underneath his feet.
"Good job, Ru-Ru," Lady Phenex said as she clapped.
Ruax gave her the thumbs up before he suddenly fell forwards. Surprised, Lady Phenex laughed nervously before making her way towards her beloved Ru-Ru.
It seems that his body still couldn't handle using too much demonic power.
Chapter end.
Yeah, I honestly don't think I have it in me to write 7k chapters all the time, so I guess I'll make it a minimum of 5k words.
Thanks for all the follows and favourites! It's been five days and already 68 followers and 41 favourites? That's insane for me! Sucks that I only got 7 reviews out of it, but hey, all good for now.
So, tell me your thoughts on the story so far! What do you think of Ruax learning about politics? What do you think about his 'birth' and unique golden flames? What do you think about Ruax's interest in magic? Do you think he'll learn all of those? What do you think about his sister Ravel? What do you think of their fireball contest? What do you think about demonic magic in general? What do you think of Ruval's purple-blue flames? What do you think about Ruax's promise... ...in a bathtub? What do you think about the chapter in general?
(PS: The only reason I'm asking this is to get a feel for readers. Don't get me wrong, I ain't following suggestions from people, so don't get that idea when I respond to reviews. I'm writing solely how I want to.)
Oh yeah, [NEFEX – Dangerous]. I believe this would be a suitable song for Ruax when he is older. Heard the song in my playlist today and thought it'd be pretty good.
- Striderm8
Oh yeah, I might turn 'that' into an omake in the future. Seems like a good laugh.