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On The Other Side: I Quit Being Human

Layland Kleinhaus (17) suffers from hypogonadism that makes him less "manly" on top of having a girly face. He is bullied because of it, but he always remains strong ... At least, until he can't bear the betrayals and sufferings anymore. Filled with rage, indignation, and the lust for blood, he decided to end the life of his tormentors along with the bystanders before taking his own life. Alas, in the middle of his deed, a mysterious being intervenes the act by summoning him and the rest of the bastards he is killing to another world. He curses his bad luck for not being able to fulfill his revenge because of it, but much to his surprise, there is something much better than having his revenge waiting for him. "Layland... Be a Demon King." Thus, his journey of becoming the unparalleled Demon King begins. --- Those who know me are already in the know of my "condition"—minor dyslexia. So, if you find any misspell or 'wtf does this even mean' words, I hope you can pardon me from the insult, and notify me instead. --- Disclaimer: The picture in the cover is originally titled "Final Judgement," which is posted on DeviantArt by CREADFECTUS.

Frona_Gorgophone · Fantasy
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404 Chs

The Real Journey Begins

Cut.

"Anyway, if I may ask—I don't mean to be nosy, don't get me wrong—do you have a private grudge with the Hero?"

Cut.

"I mean, you don't look like a patriotic person for me. It's just weird to me, at least, for you to suddenly show that much urge to kill the Hero."

After showing me their rare moments of being sensitive, Millonia and Valeria return to their usual insensitive selves. As I wash Valeria's back, Millonia is cutting my hair, showcasing her superb sense of hairstylist while asking about a few things.

"Let's settle with I hate their hypocrisy."

"Only for that reason? All of us are hypocrites, don't you think? As long as you have something that you like more, it's hard to not be a hypocrite. Demons or humans alike, when it comes to that, we are the same."

"… It is very rare for you to get solemn all of a sudden," I remark. "I think I have misjudged you. Millonia, you are not the woman I thought you were."