Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins - Chapter 370: like the human world

A high-schooler who loves playing FPS games were reincarnated in the fantasy world. And usually, those who were isekaid were blessed with overpowered magic and a legendary beast. However, our main character is different.Instead of those things, he awakened a shop system where he could purchase American freedom! And since modern guns is as good as magic, he decided to make full use of this ability and make a name for himself in this new world.Fireball? Cute. My M203 grenade launcher makes a bigger boom.Summoned beast? That’s nice, I’ve got a UAV with thermal optics.You can split oceans with magic? Cool. I can erase cities with a nuke.Whatever overpowered spell you’ve got, I’ve got something better.

Two people, different from each other and yet quite similar. Unique, and still strangely too compatible. Special on their own, yet when together, nothing might possibly defeat them...

Inseparable, even through the vicious cycle of life and death.

Intelligent and wise, so much so that the whole world might envy her gift.

Stubborn and gentle but a perseverance so great that even geniuses would long for his finesse.

They were special. And they were also together. So the bitchy world got jealous and played his dirty tricks infamous throughout the countless tales of the world.

They were amazing, but at the end of the day, they were mortals, bound by the inseparable chains of death. So... just when they finally felt like they had everything they could ever wish for, the bastard gave them the ultimate gift and curse—a miserable end.

They died, but it wasn't the end of story though. Death wasn't enough to separate the two stubborn individuals.

They were reincarnated after cutting off the strings of fate but still, the world was a bitch, and doing nasty things was its calling.

They found each other again in a familiar world this time. From the start too.

They were happy for a moment but then they found out... they looked too alike to ignore.

The world was a jealous bitcha and they were most likely twins.

(Yeah... they still love each other.)

It would have been more than enough to separate two people with normal thinking, no? Alas for the world, they were anything but normal...

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Chen Daoxuan stumbled upon an extraordinary system after crossing into a new realm. Whenever he took an apprentice under his wing, unimaginable rewards awaited him, and the critical hits from his apprentices would return ten thousandfold.Puzzled, Chen Daoxuan wondered, “Why don’t my disciples seem to regard me the same way?”The eldest disciple, the Demon Empress, declared with unwavering loyalty, As long as the master gives an order, the disciple is willing to sacrifice everything in the world for the master.”Second Disciple, Saintess: “What is the highest state of Master?”Third Disciple, Sword Immortal: “Damn it, the world says I am the number one swordsman genius in the world, but why am I not even ten thousandth as good as my master?”As word of Chen Daoxuan’s abilities spreads, the reverence towards him grows.Many Holy Places: “If we are a holy place, then his power is like a heavenly existence!”All Immortals in the Immortal World: “His strength is not comparable to that of our fairyland, and he is probably already the supreme saint!”Saint Supreme: “Don’t get involved with me, I don’t want to face that existence either!”Embark on a thrilling journey as Chen Daoxuan grapples with the consequences of his newfound powers and the complexities of his relationships with his devoted disciples. Unravel the mysteries of the system that granted him his strength, and discover the true extent of his abilities in a world where unimaginable forces collide.Prepare to be enthralled by this captivating tale of power, loyalty, and otherworldly encounters. Witness the rise of an enigmatic master whose might echoes through the realms. Brace yourself for an epic adventure that will leave you yearning for more!

Akashi was a boy so beautiful it seemed the gods had sculpted him with a touch of mischief and a dash of fragility. He wasn’t handsome in the rugged, masculine way of knights or warriors. No—his beauty was softer, captivating in its innocence. His frame was small, almost delicate, and his pale skin looked as if it had never known hardship, kissed only by the gentle sunlight of his village fields.With wide, striking black eyes that shimmered like obsidian under moonlight, and hair the color of a calm, endless ocean, Akashi possessed a charm that defied age, status, or reason. He didn’t know it, but his very existence pulled at the hearts of those who saw him—like an untouched gem waiting to be claimed.And yet, he had been untouched for a reason. Akashi had never known life beyond the boundaries of his village. He grew up surrounded by warm smiles and familiar voices. Every elder knew his name. Every child wanted to play by his side. His days were simple, his heart untouched by cruelty.But peace is a fragile thing.One night, it shattered.The sky turned crimson. Screams tore through the quiet air. Fires devoured homes. Demons—twisted beasts of shadow and rage—descended without warning. They killed with a hunger that could not be reasoned with.By morning, the village was gone.Ashes, corpses, and silence were all that remained.And Akashi… Akashi was alone.The last heartbeat in a graveyard of memories.He wandered for days, hollow and dazed, until rough hands seized him. Chains replaced freedom. Smiles were replaced by cold appraisals. And so, the boy once adored by all became something else—something to be sold.A slave.At the capital's grand auction house, he was stripped, washed, and displayed like merchandise. His beauty caused a stir. Whispers spread like wildfire.“Look at those eyes...”“That hair... Is it dyed? No, it’s real...”“So delicate... Is he even human?”To them, he was no longer a boy with a heart, but a prize to possess. A fantasy in fragile form.He stood on the stage, trembling slightly, barely able to process what was happening. The voices of the crowd blurred together—hungry, leering, filled with desire and greed. The auctioneer’s booming voice called out the bids as if Akashi were nothing more than a fine vase or a rare jewel.The numbers climbed quickly. Too quickly. Akashi’s knees weakened beneath the weight of invisible eyes drinking him in. He stared at the marble floor, trying not to cry.Then, suddenly, the room fell silent.A voice—deep, commanding, and heartbreakingly beautiful—cut through the air like silk over steel.“Fifteen thousand gold.”Time seemed to pause.Every head turned.At the back of the room, standing beneath the golden chandelier, was a woman unlike any other.She wore a flowing red gown that hugged her form like it was crafted by the gods themselves. Her long, golden hair shimmered like strands of sunlight, cascading over her shoulders with effortless grace. Her eyes, cold and blue as a glacier’s heart, stared ahead with quiet power.Even the nobles drew back. This was no ordinary bidder.It was one of the Princesses of the Three Great Kingdoms.Whispers erupted anew—but no one dared challenge her offer.Who would?She stood like royalty incarnate, a goddess who walked among mortals, and she had just claimed Akashi as her own.The boy raised his head slowly, unsure of whether to feel fear or relief. His eyes met hers—just for a second—and something in his chest shifted. She didn’t smile. She didn’t leer. Her gaze was unreadable.But it was powerful. Absolute.And it made his knees weak for an entirely new reason.He didn’t know her name. Not yet.But she had bought him.And somewhere deep inside, something told him—his life was never going to be the same.