From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

Chapter 46  King's Judgment

Upon entering the Demon King's throne room, Ty immediately noticed that the giant crater, which had been a result of his fall, had been slightly patched up.

However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that the area had recently been destroyed.

To Ty's shock, the three men kneeling in front of the Demon King seemed unaware of Ty and Todd's arrival.

"SHH!"

Todd gestured to the kids, making a shushing sound, signaling for them to stay quiet.

"W-What's going on?" Ty inquired with a whisper, his words almost swallowed by the Demon King's thunderous voice that resounded through the hall, "State your crimes!"

The first man on the right side rose to his feet with a sense of confidence, despite the chains wrapped around his arms and a large scar marred his face, hinting at his turbulent past.

"I have committed no crimes. I merely seek retribution for the horrors inflicted upon me and my people," he declared, his voice steady.

"Even in death, I harbor no regrets. I did all that was within my power," he continued, his stance unwavering.

The Demon King's booming command sent a shiver down Ty's spine. His voice echoed ominously throughout the room. "Step forward!" the Demon King bellowed, the intensity of his command reverberating through the hall, causing Ty's bones to tremble slightly due to its sheer force.

"CLINKK"

The air seemed to thicken with tension and as the man took a step forward, the clinking of his chains against the stone floor resonated in the eerie silence that followed the Demon King's command.

Ty observed this with anticipation, his skeletal fingers twitching slightly while Todd, who stood beside him shooed the kids back to their cleaning tasks.

Todd's words, hushed yet clear, floated to his ear, "Have you not seen him do this before?" n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"He spends like half the day, if not the entire day, doing this stuff," Todd whispered further, his breath warm against the cool air of the hall.

"No, I wasn't really that long here. Things kind of happened really quickly," Ty responded, his voice carrying a trace of reminiscence.

"BAMMM"

Their conversation was abruptly cut off by a loud bang that reverberated through the stone walls, which slightly rattled Ty's bones.

It was followed by a hum of light that emitted from the man's feet, encircling him in a stream of light which danced and flickered, casting ethereal shadows around the room.

It was akin to a mirror that was reflecting the man's entire life events before them, the light painting vivid pictures in the gloomy hall.

Moments later, it displayed the scene where he was seen stabbing and killing people, the metallic scent of blood almost palpable to the people present in the hall.

Meanwhile, in the scene, the man held those who were close to him dearly as they took their last breath, their fading heartbeats echoing through time.

Other moments displayed the scene where he was stabbed in the back, the cold steel piercing through as he watched his loved ones get killed before a bullet was put in his head followed by the bang of the gunshot that resonated in the silence.

Further moments continued to display the scene after he had recovered and enacted his revenge, showing the fiery rage that burned in his eyes as he toppled a kingdom before succumbing to his wounds, his breaths growing shallow and finally losing his life.

As the shining lights faded away, a solemn silence hung in the room, the weight of the man's past settling heavy on every heart present.

The Demon King paused for a moment, his eyes seemingly far away, reflecting on what he had just witnessed.

Then, with a serene yet eerie glow, a green light started to emit from the floor beneath the man's feet, and in a whisper of ether, he disappeared, leaving a cold emptiness in his wake.

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As the first man's ordeal came to a conclusion, everyone's attention shifted to the next in line. This person displayed an eerie calmness, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

The Demon King's command reverberated once again as he demanded, "State your crimes." A chilling silence followed, but soon, it was broken by a hum of light which engulfed the man, mirroring his life for all to witness.

The scenes illuminated by the light portrayed sinister acts, revealing a man of high standing, basking in the cries of the tormented.

He was a mastermind behind orchestrating numerous treacherous schemes and his hands were stained with the blood of numerous innocents.

Yet amidst the horror, there emerged glimpses of a little girl, presumably his daughter, whom he cared for deeply. It showcased a twisted love within a heart of darkness.

The narrative of light shifted to the third and the last man, a frail figure with eyes carrying a spark of defiance.

"Let me see."

Upon the Demon King's command, the light enveloped him, unraveling his tale. He was a sorcerer of dark arts, his existence a curse upon the land he dwelled in.

His life was a storm of vengeance and cruelty, yet amidst the shadows, there was a fleeting glimpse of remorse and a desperate yearning for redemption that never seemed to have come to fruition.

As the lights telling their stories dimmed, a menacing red glow took over the usual green.

The air in the hall seemed to have thickened with a sense of impending doom.

With a stern face, the Demon King raised his arm towards the two men. What followed was a scene of sheer terror. Their flesh began to twist and rip apart from their bones under an unseen force.

"KKKK"

"SSS"

The gruesome sound of flesh being torn apart echoed through the stone halls like a chilling tune of fate.

The agonized screams of the two men filled the hall, their cries resonating through the cold air, but it was of no avail.

Blood splattered onto the floor, painting a grim picture of the cost of evil. The terror on their faces followed by each tear of their flesh and convulsing bodies was a harrowing spectacle.

In moments that felt like an eternity, the horrifying act had finally come to a conclusion.

What remained now were two soul orbs which were quivering in the cold air of the throne room. The eerie silence that after witnessing the scene from before was only broken by the soft hum of these orbs.

The Demon King extended his arm, guiding the orbs towards a massive door adorned with grotesque skulls, something that Ty had partially seen during his initial arrival.

As the orbs melded into the door, the hall trembled slightly, a shiver of dark energy coursing through the room. The door seemed to absorb the orbs, its skeletal adornments appearing to grin with a sinister satisfaction.

The blood on the floor seemed to darken, a grim reminder of the harsh reality that had unfolded.

As the orbs melded into the door, a shiver of dark energy coursed through the hall. The door seemed to have become alive after absorbing the orbs as its ominous aura intensified.

The skulls adorning the door also appeared to be grinning wider with a sinister satisfaction.

Ty felt a cold shiver run down his spine, realizing the reality of the Demon King's power and the grim fate of the damned souls. The eerie silence that followed served as a stark reminder of the merciless judgment that they had just witnessed with their eyes. Todd's face however, remained rather nonchalant as he remarked, "You will get used to it."

"It's kind of nice cause they probably deserved it for the actions they did and those who pass are given the choice to stay here or to be born again. From what I've seen so far I wonder why there is such a negative connotation associated with the Demon King," Todd shrugged.