Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Suddenly, Ryuji found himself kneeling in the dojo, confused about the fact that he had been in his room a moment before, but that sense vanished after a few moments.

'Strange...'

He watched his mother, who seemed much younger than in the past, perform her usual routine. Her perfect and masterful form, with not a single step out of place, was enchanting to watch.

"Ryuji, why are you just watching?"

"Huh?"

"Come, let's spar!"

His mother turned to face him, a wicked grin on her lips, and beckoned him with her hand. Though Ryuji felt something strange, something itching in the back of his mind—like an insect biting him constantly—he stood up and bowed.

"Wow... you've grown so tall, my handsome son."

'Huh?'

Ryuji's mind flickered, another sense of incompatibility because he was always smaller than his mother even after she... 'After she what?'

"What are you waiting for?"

The black-haired mature beauty called out to him, as Ryuji seemed to be lost in a daze while looking around him with a sense of confusion and disbelief.

Unable to find the reason he couldn't calm down, Ryuji stepped into the ring.

'Just a nightmare...'

He then greeted his mother, who kept a fierce grin on her face.

Her movements were quick and elegant. She lowered her hips and took a stance, her slender hands fluttering in the air. However, Ryuji once again noticed something strange. 'Slow, why is she moving so slowly?'

In the ring, Lilith watched her son with warm eyes while he gazed back with glowing blue eyes, the white pupils now black. Unbeknownst to him, he used his demonic eyes out of instinct and habit, slowing her speed greatly.

'What am I doing?' Ryuji wondered.

His mother, whom he adored and respected beyond words, stood right before him in an elegant but lethal pose.

"Let's fight, Ryuji!" A keen voice, something different... this wasn't how his mother sounded—normally, she would scold him or correct his stance.

In an instant, the dojo turned dark, and everything vanished except for his mother. Her pale, fair skin reflected the moonlight that fell on her through a window in the ceiling.

"You've grown so much, my dear Ryuji." A soft voice... her eyes glowing brighter than her sclera turned black.

He could feel her excitement, something that his mother only showed to his father in the past... a feeling of pride, happiness and delight like a child who brought a report with full marks... and received praise.

"I'm coming!" He called out, a deeper and more powerful voice than before, his limbs covered in a black exoskeleton, while the figure across looked almost identical.

'Too late...' The moment she moved, her son's form distorted from his spot.

Lilith didn't block but tilted her body slightly to dodge. An impact was heard, followed by splinters of wood flying everywhere. Yet Ryuji's fist hit nothing as she disappeared. Then he shifted, swinging his right leg to deflect the incoming kick, which was aimed at his chest.

"Good, very good," Lilith muttered softly to herself as they exchanged blows faster than bullets.

It continued for some time without rest, a display of skills that reached a pinnacle, yet each attack carried weight.

The demon queen's blows gradually increased in strength, and her smile grew from a faint smile to a wide grin. At the same moment, her eyes filled with ferocity and tears. She saw her son's dedication and also sensed the self-imposed training her little one had endured.

It took Ryuji all his concentration to keep up with her ever-growing attacks until, eventually, his body moved before he thought; rather than reacting, it became almost precognitive.

Each step and each punch happened naturally. It was as if he were just along for the ride.

Finally, he found peace, as if nothing mattered anymore, and what remained was a beast of pure instinct.

There was no sound around them except their breaths, feet scraping against the wooden floorboards, and occasional thuds from blocked hits.

"RYUJI!"

A powerful snap sounded as the air swirled with wind magic, a mere fist creating wind blades. Lilith's body was now completely transformed into a demonic form, the same as Ryuji's curved black horns, black exoskeleton, and tails. His wings fluttered in a mixture of white and black.

"HUU!" A gasp escaped his mouth as he watched the immense energy gather around her fist.

'She is holding back even now.' Ryuji could tell she still hid something as she went serious, a terrifying sensation he never imagined possible.

'I will show you my true strength.'

Determined, as if something in the back of his mind was screaming. "This is your ONLY chance!"

A burning passion ran through every fibre of his being, igniting a fire deep inside him that even surprised his mother queen. It was impossible to explain this sensation or understanding beyond himself. Her son did not retreat even a single inch but faced it head-on.

A red swirl wrapped around his fist. Instead of evoking magic, Ryuji seemed to have enhanced his fist... it was a power she was well acquainted with, a certain male.

'After all... our boy resembles you well.'

Ryuji did not hesitate and clashed directly, blocking everything she threw at him before trying to overwhelm her.

"Mother!! I'm sorry!"

Somehow, he could tell that she couldn't unleash more... her strength faded, and Ryuji's heart wavered, but he crushed it... because that's what she would want!

The two beasts kept moving with ever-increasing speed, their blows becoming sharper and heavier—two punches collided, unleashing a force wave.

Lilith flew away but spun midair and landed on her legs before rushing back at him with a sharp, snappy uppercut. This time, it was Ryuji who blocked the strike but could not evade a sweeping kick on his other side.

Ryuji turned quickly, slamming his forearm into the kick.

They grappled with one another for a few seconds until Ryuji grabbed Lilith's arm firmly and pulled back his right arm in a straight motion, aiming to crash his fist into Lilith's face.

Her beautiful expression brightened, her smile bigger than ever as his fist hit her.

With a loud thump, she flew across the room like a meteor, crashing through wooden planks with enough power that they burst into a cloud of debris as the entire dojo collapsed.

"M-Mother?!"

His mind finally began to clear after that rush, and he wondered what happened after hearing the deafening roar...

"You really grew up... I never knew it would be this frustrating only seeing it now..." A frustrated voice as she walked out of the wreckage, a tear dripping down her cheek. She wiped it off, and her beautiful black hair was dirty from the dirt and dust on her shoulders.

She stepped forward and embraced Ryuji tightly.

"I am proud of you... my dearest son."

"M- Moth..."

Lilith pulled away, placing a finger over his lips.

"Remember who you are, and where you were... Who is waiting for you? Those girls... Mother approves." Lilith stated softly, looking up with a smile before leaving the ring and walking away into the mist.

"Wait! What about Father... and?"

At those words, the world shook, although Ryuji had seen through the illusion from the moment he entered. He didn't want to let go.

"Silly boy, why are you pretending not to know? Me and your father died a long time ago..."

"Died?" He looked at the spot she stood, only to see nobody, yet a soothing touch caressed his cheeks.

"We aren't far apart; we will always watch you. You'll have to move on now."

"Be stronger," A similar soft voice resounded in his mind, making Ryuji's heart sting with sadness.

"This dream is an illusion... something your mind created because you are subconsciously tormented by a guilt you cannot get rid of so easily. Well... the goddess did have a shard of my soul, that cute goddess was a little pitiful."

"You have grown strong, Ryuji. But don't forget you can rely on so many people now... especially on those girls... you must cherish them well."

"Am I someone who makes you proud? Have I become someone who isn't a failure to you?"

Only silence lingered for some time.

Then suddenly, something clicked, and an intense ray of light blinded him momentarily. When he opened his eyes, it was gone.

Ryuji blinked and raised his left hand, touching a cold, moist root. He was inside the tree.

[You finally woke up... big brother, she had one last thing to tell you...]

Aristella's voice changed, and the pitch and tone were like his mother Lilith's.

[I have always been proud of you, Ryuji Vincenzo. Now wake up, you silly fool.]

"Ah..." Tears dripped from his chin as a light appeared behind him, showing a stairwell that led further downward.

'Didn't Aristella talk?'

He couldn't ponder over such things at this time because he noticed the others who entered were all sleeping, muttering in their sleep.

"Ryuji..."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Asmodeus... don't die..."

"Why did you vanish...."

Erika, Ciela and Levia muttered to themselves.

Their words alternated between calling his name or asking questions... to mentioning their family...

"So it was an illusion?"

He closed his eyes, able to feel the warmth of her punches... the feeling of her aura, not to mention her scent and nostalgic way of speaking in such a short manner.

'It was...'

But he wouldn't speak to anyone about such a private thing; it wasn't even relevant to anything happening now.

They weren't dreams—nor just illusions of desires—because of his demonic eye that could see through the illusion; it was mixed, using divine power.

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[You passed the test hehe~]

"Was it your test Aristella?"

[Mhm~ most of those moody people come here and always get fooled... but because of the promise, I have to give them my tears!]

'Tears of the goddess?' He mused.

"It may have been too real..." The fleeting sense of reality was scary because part of him did not wish to escape from it, nor did he ask the questions he needed answers for, yet a sense of relief and acceptance lingered.

"Thank you Aristella..."

'Be it you or Serena... now I can finally move on, and accept everything...'

Asmodeus thought back to defeating his mother, even if a fraction of her soul... that sensation caused his chest to become lighter, a sense of peace as something cracked... he didn't know what cracked, but that was the sensation he felt.

"Have I become stronger?"