◎Put away your strong curiosity◎
At the top of the mountain, the wind was howling.
This is the highest point in the entire Demon Realm. It is the place where the Demon God made a comeback and became the former Demon King. It is also the burial place of the Goblins.
Warren was wearing a gorgeous magic robe and a cloak made of white fur.
He never liked such troublesome dressing, but he had to do it in order to show the majesty of the Demon Realm in front of the God King. Until now, he has not made the time to change his clothes. Blown by the cold wind, his cloak and long hair fluttered in the air, becoming a rare sound here except for the sound of the wind in the suspicious silence of the system.
After a long time, the system finally spoke with difficulty.
Although Warren had thought about how to deal with the exposure of his identity when he was dealing with the matters of Takekuma Huabai and the God King, he was still not mentally prepared to face these things, and the mechanical sound of the tablet was shaking a little.
[I don't think you would want to know the truth.]
[Isn't it good to keep the status quo? All the knowledge you need to know and any magic props that can help you can be obtained by drawing cards.]
[Speaking of which, you still have ten magic crystals, which can be exchanged for a chance to draw a card - how about drawing a card now?]
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Warren curled the corners of his lips somewhat helplessly.
"Actually, what made me suspicious at first were those data cards."
He said softly, without responding to the system's suggestion of drawing cards.
"For example, books like [A Farmer's Planting Experience] or [Pottery Museum], which are narrated by a bystander, may be hard to tell, but tool books like [Illustrated Guide to 100 Educational Toys] still have a strong personal touch, and many places that should have been explained in detail use a lot of ambiguous sentences, which is more like someone's analysis and interpretation, which is very strange."
"Those data cards don't look like finished products directly brought from another world. Instead, they are summaries and compilations of memories by people from another world."
"Later, I began to question the authenticity of the card drawing system."
"Remember when I first came to the Demon King's Palace? You said that ten magic cores could be exchanged for one magic crystal, and ten magic crystals could be exchanged for one chance to draw a card. But apart from those monster heads in the corridor of the Demon King's Palace, which you claimed contained magic cores, I have never seen anything similar to magic cores, and you never reminded me of the existence of magic cores again."
Warren stretched out a finger and tapped the tip of the Demon King's Crown.
"So I can reasonably guess that you were just looking for an excuse to give me enough opportunities to draw cards. As for later, you probably forgot about the magic core, or found that the magic core was difficult to forge, so you stopped mentioning it, hoping that I would forget the setting of the magic core?"
Perhaps the system didn't want to face its own mistakes, so it remained silent.
Warren didn't expect the system to explain this. He tightened his cloak and continued in a calm tone: "The second time I felt something was wrong was because of Tok."
[Is it about Pikachu, the former leader of the Lich clan?]
This time the system finally responded to him, and the mechanical voice sounded a little listless.
[The name Pikachu is indeed a bit strange.]
"That's not it," Warren smiled, "Didn't you notice the names of the familiars? Our head chef named himself Xiliu, and there's even a familiar named Xiaoqiang. This situation could be a coincidence."
What made him realize the problem was actually Tok's behavior when he first arrived at the Demon King's Palace.
At that time, Tok had just left the Lich Clan and was still a poor little man who was tortured by Feko until his bones were emaciated. Because of his experience of being imprisoned alone in a dark cave, he always hid in the corner of the Demon King's Palace and was unwilling to contact anyone. Even conversation became quite difficult.
This made Warren think of the system involuntarily.
Of course, the system is much better than Toker at that time. It will use various excuses to cover up its true emotions, but it is still irritable, autistic from time to time, and difficult to communicate normally.
"More importantly," Warren sighed with a wry smile, "Although I have no problem communicating with others, I can feel my fear of darkness or claustrophobic environments, and the alarms screaming wildly in my mind when there is no one around. When I went to the slime cave, I almost ran away."
Especially during the time when the system was away for upgrades, Warren even developed the habit of going to the teahouse every day to drink tea and chat - his fundamental purpose was not to communicate with the demons, but he simply could not stand being alone.
The kind of silent silence that we experienced in the Demon King's Palace.
"Even if the memory can be forgotten, this subconscious reaction cannot be faked," he said. "It makes me wonder what kind of relationship you and I have."
The system looked at him in silence.
Things have come to this point, and there is obviously no point in making excuses any further. After a moment of silence, the Demon King's Crown suddenly shook, and countless star rays poured out from the top of the Demon King's Crown, gradually converging into a vague human figure.
[All right. ]
The system said that this time there was no mechanical sound, and a clear and pleasant voice sounded in Warren's ears.
It took Warren a few seconds to identify the system's timbre, then he realized that it sounded exactly like his own.
[Perhaps I should have thought that even if I lost my memory, I couldn’t be kept in the dark for too long—even if the person hiding the truth was another me.]
Even though he had guessed it a long time ago, the moment he learned the truth, Warren couldn't help but take several deep breaths in succession, took a step back, and looked up at the figure that appeared above the Demon King's Crown.
The figure was also looking down at Warren, with messy black hair hanging down, and Warren's shocked expression reflected in his black eyes, while the face and facial features were exactly the same as Warren's.
[Your body was created by me by extracting some of the power of the rules of the Demon Realm and shaping it according to our original appearance.]
Seeing the surprise in Warren's eyes, the system explained lightly.
[Because the appearance of demons is quite strange, and the demon king must have enough aura, so I changed the color of hair and eyes.]
Warren raised his eyebrows slightly and pouted: "Don't make excuses. There are many demons with black hair and black eyes in the Demon Realm. You just think that long silver hair is more handsome, right?"
[If you don’t like it, you can always change it back to black—besides, we’re all the same person, can you dare say you don’t think the combination of silver and purple looks good?]
The system tried to hold back, but couldn't help it and sneered with its arms folded.
It took a lot of effort to adjust the tone to that of a veteran who had experienced a lot, but now it has turned back into the irritable system that often quarreled with Warren or retreated into the Demon King's Crown and became autistic.
Warren tilted his head, his lips slightly curved. Seeing that the system had returned to its normal state, he spun the Demon King's Crown around his fingertips. "So five years ago, I separated all my memories and part of my soul, set myself a mission to save the Demon Realm, and then threw a body with no magic power and a curse debuff to myself?"
The system nodded silently.
"I never thought I would say such a thing," Warren muttered in a low voice, "but I am really crazy. You clearly have magic power when you disguised yourself as a system, and you can even use superb soul magic. If you could give me even a small part of it, the start wouldn't be so difficult."
[The previous demon king was not dead yet, and my magic power was mixed with fragments of the previous demon king's soul.]
The system briefly explained.
[If we transfer the magic power to you directly, it is very likely that the body we created will be occupied by the previous demon king, and things will become even more troublesome at that time.]
While Warren was vigorously building the infrastructure of the Demon Realm, he was not idle either. In addition to preparing card information for drawing cards, he was working hard to consume the remaining soul fragments of the previous Demon King, devour and purify the previous Demon King's magical power, and try to reach a deeper cooperation with the world consciousness of the Demon Realm.
The more prosperous Warren built the Demon Realm, the closer the Demon Realm's world consciousness became to him, and the system's progress naturally became faster.
Shortly after the Demon Feast ended, the Dark Undead Mushroom was stimulated to grow by the faith and unity of the demons. He finally obtained the ultimate authority of the world consciousness. Not only did he successfully destroy all the soul fragments of the previous demon king, he also gained the ability to change the rules of the world, thus allowing the system to open a new mod module section.
"No wonder the barrier at the edge of the Demon Realm was broken so easily," Warren said depressedly, "I thought that an out-of-control fireball magic could not be so powerful. It turns out that you are the one causing trouble."
[Yes, this is the truth you want to know.]
The system said this evasively, paused, and then added something comforting.
[Don't worry, we are the same person, I won't hurt you.]
"So you're not going to merge with me?" Warren raised an eyebrow, "or at least tell me what happened in the past?"
[I thought you had figured that out a long time ago?]
Perhaps it was because he had been talking for too long, exceeding the threshold that the system could tolerate, or perhaps the topic he was about to discuss was something the system no longer wanted to recall in its lifetime, his tone became a little impatient.
[We are the souls from another world that the prophecy crystal mentioned - now that I think about it, that prophecy was damn accurate - a thousand years ago, in order to break the barrier, the previous demon king took advantage of the loopholes in the consciousness of the demon world and came to Earth, and captured us to do research.]
[Long story short, a thousand years later, he died, and we survived and became the next Demon King of the Demon Realm.]
"To make a long story short?" Warren couldn't help but twitch his lips. "At least tell me some key information, like what happened eight hundred years ago?"
[Trust me, you don't want to know.]
The system said coldly.
[I will make the remaining useful parts of my memories into cards, and discard the rest. If you don't want to become someone like me again, just hold back your curiosity.]
After the system finished speaking, it saw Warren's eyes widen in an instant, and thought it had convinced him. It nodded with satisfaction, and its figure flickered. The fluorescence dispersed again and fell back into the Demon King's Crown.
Warren sighed, as if in a sign of compromise.
He walked into the cave, opened his personal space, took out daily furniture such as a soft bed, a desk, a swing chair, tapestries, etc., and arranged the deserted cave in order. Finally, he sealed the cave entrance with protective magic, turned around, sat on the chair, and looked at the Demon King's crown in his hand.
Then he exerted force with his fingers, and the powerful destructive magic hit the Demon King's Crown without reservation, breaking it in half almost instantly.
Countless treasures stored in the Demon King's Crown by the system poured out, filling up the not-so-big cave. Warren didn't notice it at all, and accurately captured the system that was trying to escape, grabbed it with one hand, and directly forcibly merged it.
"No matter how bad my past was, I never want to discard that part of myself," he said, his lips curled up slightly, "and I will never forget that I am the king of the Demon Realm."
The author has something to say:
That’s right, the magic core part at the beginning was the fault of the system (nod.GIF). It’s definitely not that the author made a complicated setting and then forgot about it! Absolutely not (run away in panic)
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