The Runaway Demon King

His Majesty Has Ran Away

Dark clouds covered the sky and the land was covered in pitch black. The  loud rumbling of lightning could be heard through the entire continent of Eternia.

It looked as if the darkness was about to devour the land. There was a chill in the air as if something ominous was about to take place. The eerily feeling around the land was enough to send a common folks to the gates of Netherworld.

In a village, a little girl standing near the window pointed towards the sky and asked her mother in a frightened childish voice, " Mommy why is it so dark suddenly? It kinda feels scary... ".

Hearing the daughter's voice, her mother replied with a concern in her eyes, " Baby, come here and don't stand at the window ".

Picking her daughter up, she walked towards her husband before speaking, " Hubby, did you sprinkle the salt on the entrance "

" Yes, I did ". The man sitting on the chair with a newspaper replied with a nod.

" It's finally that day, I hope that our saviors can protect us from this calamity ". There was a visible fear in the man's eyes as he muttered to himself.

He wasn't the only one behaving like that...

Yes

This was the situation, in every state, every place, every locality, in all of Eternia.

Do you want to know why?

Because today was the day which comes only once in a millennium.

The Day of the Evil.

The Day when the Demon King is born.

Yes, today was the day when one of the strongest and talented Demon is selected to ascend the throne as the ruler of Demons.

...

Demon Territory, Eternia.

House of Longinus

An old man was standing in front of a large window pane, observing the phenomenon happening outside with a smile on his face. His brows were arched upwards and the wrinkles around the corner of his red eyes showed his wisdom. He had olive skin and was wearing a long black medieval cloak with full sleeves. His hairs were meticulously tied to the back of his head. He looked very dignified and had an air of calmness around him. There was a strange aura around this man which compel anyone to willingly go down on their knees and worship him.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps disturbed the silence in the hall.

Clang!

The door opened with a noise and a man wearing the dress of a butler with two small horns on his head entered the hall and fell onto his knees before banging his head on the floor.

Bang!

The tiles cracked and his face sunk 3 inches into the floor reinforced with mana.

Seeing his servant, the old man frowned for a second before his expression turned normal and he spoke in a dignified manner, " Raise your head and speak what happened".

Drops of sweat start to slide down the forehead of the kneeling servant. But, still gritting his teeth, he somehow managed to utter a few words, " My Lord, it's.. that....Young..Lord...I mean his Majesty, the Demon king.....". 

No matter, how much the poor servant tried, the word seemed to be stuck in his mouth refusing to leave in fear of facing the Old man's wrath.

Seeing his servant hesitate, the old man began to lose his patience as the smile on his face faded and dark lines started to appear appear on his face as he had an ominous foreboding.

" Maje...Majesty..."

Finally unable to take it any longer, his voice reverberated in the entire hall.

" Speak!! "

" Ranaway ". The word finally left the servants mouth and he passes out on the floor.

" Ranaway ". Hearing the words, a silence descended in the hall and slowly a murderous aura started to fill the hall. None of the other servants even dared to move. Their robes were already drenched in sweat. 

How could they dare to move?

The Demon King ran away.

The Young lord has ran away. They were already worrying whether this old man would kill everyone in the hall in order to prevent this information from  leaking out. After all, the Young Lord was not only the Demon King but also his grandson.

In such a situation, how could they dare to move their body.

The old man's face darkened his eyes started to blaze as if they were burning as the words kept ringing in his mind.

" His Majesty has Ranaway."

" Val, you damn brat!!". The man bellowed in a rage as the mana in the surrounding started to stir up and the temperature in the surrounding increased and suddenly, the whole hall bursted out in flames as the old man let out a terrifying roar.

But what was surprising that the terrifying roar which came out from the old man belonged to a dragon. The roar shook the heavens and earth equally terrifying all the demons and beasts in the territory of Longinus.

That day, the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard even miles away from the House of Longinus.

...

A few miles away, a guy was currently travelling through the hilly area of the Demon territory trying to find his way out.

His ear perched up as he heard a dragon's roar. The voice was faint. But he could still perceive it after all, he was from the same species too. He stopped in glanced back to look towards the direction of his house.

" I bet Gramps has already started his own Ragnarok by now. I better get out of here fast ".

Yes.

This boy here was the Supreme ruler of the Demons.

Fortius Valen Longinus, The Demon King.

Called as Val by his loved ones.

The most sought bachelor in the entire demon realm.

One look at him and you could understand that it was not only for his status but also for his own looks.

His silver hairs and pale skin along with that silver eyes made him extremely charming. He had a good build considering his age of 18 standing 179 cm tall.

" It's going to get darker, I should hurry up before Gramps catches me ". Val muttered under his cold breath before disappearing from his spot and appearing a few meters away.

 Within a few minutes, he had already covered a distance of a few miles. But as the end of the Demon territory neared, Val suddenly halted his steps as a smile leaked out on his face.

 " Come out I know you are there ".

"…"

Val chuckled at the lack of response before a chilly glint flashed in his eyes.

" So you wanna play hide and seek ", he said before taking a step back and lowering his stance.

" Demon Art "

He bent his elbows before pulling them backwards as he took in a large breath.

The mana in the surrounding was stirred and an incredible scene occurred as Val sucked in the mana from the surrounding.

" Roar of the Dragon ".

"Roar!!!!!"

A white pillar of light flew from Val's mouth sweeping the entire forest before hitting the mountain behind it.

"Boom!"

The entire forest in the trajectory of the beam was wiped away leaving behind a deep gully, while the top of the mountain had appeared to have vanished in thin air.

This was the tyrannical strength of the millennium genius, the man who struck fear in the heart of every person in the world.

The Demon King.

Val stood calmly as he observed the cloud of dust from the wreckage.

After such an attack, it would definitely be difficult for a person to survive.

But within the dust, a man's voice could be clearly heard.

" Ha...ha..  no wonder you were crowned as the Demon King. The millennium genius is truly terrifying".

Even after hearing the voice, Val still maintained a calm expression, instead it felt like he was amused by the current situation.

A gust of wind blew driving the cloud of dust away and finally the sight of a man appeared.

He really looked creepy. The impact from earlier had blasted his right arm along with half of his chest and he still spoke and continued to walk with his staggering steps.

The man was wearing a blue hooded robe with a symbol of a Dove and Olive branch on his chest.

Val smiled at the sight of the man before speaking in an apologetic tone, " If it isn't my human friends from the Peace Council. Don't tell me you are here to congratulate my Ascension to the throne. Ah!! I really didn't mean it. I was just probing my surroundings ".

The half dead man felt his blood rushing to his throat as he heard the guy in front him.

Probing!

Bul*sh*t!!

Who probes like that!! Just say that we are enemies. Do you really need to put it that way? Are we so weak that we can't even survive your probing? 

Moth*rfu*k*r!! That was a full force attack!! If it wasn't for my quick reaction, I would have evaporated by now.

" This will be your last congratulation kid, you will be dying today."

" Pfft!!"

" Haha...this is hilarious.. you really have got a sense of humor, human. Haha...a dying man is saying that 'You will be dying today'. Do I look like a mirror to you? Haha..", Val rolled on the ground clutching his stomach as he laughed till tears started to gush out of his eyes.

The half dead man's face had already blacken by now. Today he had already planned to sacrifice his life for the sake of humanity. But he didn't accept that he wouldn't even get a bit of respect from his opponent. All the stories from the legends were true, the Demon King really didn't have even a bit of conscience.

" Wait!! Oh!! I see… I get it now. It looked like my wisdom wasn't enough, Senior. You are truly great. I have definitely learned something today.", Val said in embarrassment.

The half dead man looked at Val in confusion.

" I should have noticed that even though I am not a mirror, my eyes can still show you your own reflection. Pfft!! Haha..", Val said as he once again bursted out in laughter.

" Blllrgg"

The man finally couldn't take it any longer and he puked dying the ground red.

Val had enough fun and he realised that if he didn't move quickly he would soon be caught by his grandpa. So, he looked at the man and spoke In a serious tone," You can't kill me and you will die if you continue your rubbish efforts. There are still chances of your survival as long as you reach a human city. So hurry up and go. I am in a good mood today ".

" Do you think I am alone.",the man spoke with a laugh .

" I know you are not, I can sense at least a dozens of presence here. But still, even if you can come with a larger army. It won't make any difference. It will just be a few more ants for me to squash". Val said casually.

" Grr!!.."

Suddenly, Val felt a massive fluctuation of mana behind him and the ground quivered.

Several figures leapt out of the bushes and encircled Val. They had a lamp in their hand which glowed with strange red colored flames. 

Val frowned at this sudden turn of events and he observed the lamps which were giving an eerily feeling to him.

Suddenly the bright red glow covered the entire body of the people before connecting to each other and forming a complicated formation with Val at its center.

As Val observed the glowing blood colored formation  and the half dead man taking out an exquisite golden staff with two Olive branch extending from the top of it, his eyes widened and a dense killing aura started leaking out of him.

" You bunch of cowards. You dare to resort such evil methods, sacrificing the souls of tortured living being. This practice is a taboo in all of Eternia. And you dare!!!". Val yelled with a fierce gleam in his eyes. His momentum had already started to build even though his connection with mana was totally cut off.

" Tsk… I heard that humans were benevolent creatures. But it looks like it isn't so. I can't believe that the Pope of the Council even lent you his wand". He suddenly paused before further speaking.

" But you really underestimated me, did you forget I am from the house of Longinus"

Val smiled. But the people opposite to him felt a chill running down their spines.

" Attack, don't let him transform ". A guy yelled and every one started firing their spells.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Dust and smoke covered the spot where Val was standing.

Suddenly, two huge eyes appeared shining in the smoke and without any warning, a huge claw with shiny silver scales descended out of the smoke tearing apart two of the guys on the right.

"Roar!!!!"

From the shadow, a huge dragon emerged with a pair of wings and beautiful silver scales. The dragon flapped its wings clearing out the dust and smoke revealing it's beautiful body.

" It's injured, everyone attack ". No one knew who spoke, but it was true. Purple colored blood was flowing from several places and even one of Val's wings had a hole in it.

Even though dragons had strong bodies. Val still had lost connection with mana. It was already impossible for normal creatures to survive a few hits from magic spells and Val had only received some injuries.

But he knew that he had to end it quickly or it would become troublesome.

And so the battle began, spells rained down on him as he continued to use his body and brute force to tear apart his enemy.

With the swipe of his tail and claw, several people were crushed and torn apart. He rammed his head into the ground crushing people to death.

The scene which took place  here was bloody. Body parts were flying and screams enveloped the battlefield.

....

Finally, it ended. 

Only the guy with the wand still had a slight breath in him.

Val on the other hand was too not in a good state. His clothes had been torn in his earlier transformation and his body was riddled with holes and wounds with blood flowing all over.

Still he dragged his body towards the last half dead man. He grabbed his collars and looked into his eyes before speaking.

" Don't underestimate a Dragon ". 

The man faced Val's gaze with a smile as he uttered a few words before taking his last breath," No, we didn't ".

Hearing the man, Val felt a chill running down his spine, but his body was already numb from the fighting and his connection with mana had not recovered. He tried to move but his body refused.

"Shnk!!"

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and a destructive energy seemed to have entered his body.

Val slowly looked towards his chest only to see an arrow head protruding out of his chest.