Chapter 990 Demon Prince


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    But it all came down one day, after their almost two weeks of travels together… When they were caught and surrounded by mercenaries and soldiers from the enemy nations.


    They wanted Henova dead not only because he was just a member of royalty of that family, but because of the power his Demon Core carried.


    His family were named the Blue Asura and were a mystical and strong family of Demons capable of channeling the power of the Element of Chaos.


    However, because in the past they destroyed too much, one Ancient Demon King sealed their whole bloodlines'' powers, and made them weak and frail instead.


    A curse thatsted until the veryst one of them, Henova, the star of hell, as his parents called him.


    But it was a different story if their bodies were opened, and their cores taken away. With magic, it was possible to unseal their cores and bring forth chaotic magic.


    They were hunted because of this reason, over their own resources in their small country… It was all a small conspiracy to take away their cores and turn them into powerful artifacts.


    That would beter gifted to the Demon King to appease his anger by these countries.


    And this is why they relentlessly chased them, until the veryst child…


    Punished by the sins of his ancestors, which he nevermitted, Henova was born in a crippled and weak body, incapable of conjuring the element that once made his family feared.


    Helpless, this was the day he would have died…


    Except that Pyuku had other ns for him and changed his fate forever.


    "I took his ce."


    "So that''s why…?!" Ninhursag muttered.


    "Yeah…" Pyuku giggled a bit. "It was… rather hard to do that but it worked, I think."


    He exined that it was something they nned to do. They used the blood of monsters he hunted to pain Henova''s skin red instead of blue and hid his tail and additional arms by wrapping them on clothes around his body, while giving him a big ck cloak to cover himself uppletely.


    When the mercenaries and the soldiers arrived, three guard stayed with Pyuku, while Henova was no longer with them, he had stealthily left them behind in a small town they visited, with two other guards.


    "Are you sure about this?" He had asked him. "Why? Why are you going so far for me? We only meet for like two weeks…"


    "You''re the first friend I ever made." Pyuku answered inly. "Take care, Henova. I hope you can live a long life, so you can meet new friends, and travel the world."


    And he handled him something, a small blue jewel, shinier than anything the little demon boy had ever collected, it contained mana within, a strong amount of it.


    Pyuku made it into a small wristband, and gifted it to the little boy, who was in tears…


    "W-Wha is this?" He asked.


    "This is… a piece of my heart, please, bring it with you. I don''t know what it might do, but I want it to protect you, friend!" Pyuku smiled back.


    "Friend…" Henova continued crying, as he gave Pyuku onest hug, before they departed forever.


    He said he could still remember his shiny silver eyes ncing at him onest time, before they never meet ever again, for dozens of years.


    Pyuku resulted to be much older than us if he was born in the middle of the war… Yet it seemed his mind only matured when he interacted with others and made new friends.


    And little Henova was the first ever friend, that gave him a slight sense of what friendship was.


    This, was then used to befriend us, and when we named him, we gave him a better sense of self, of who he was, and what he was…


    He confronted the mercenaries with thest three guards that decided to sacrifice themselves to make it seem like they were protecting the prince.


    "They''re here… you cannot run anymore, little prince."n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    The mercenaries and the greedy soldiers kept walking closer, weapons in hand and magic being conjured. The three guards gave a smile to Pyuku.


    "Thank you for your noble sacrifice."


    "With this… the prince will be able to live on."


    "Maybe one day… he might awaken back that power that once beloved to his glorious bloodline."


    As they spoke, Pyuku felt sorrow and anguish, but nodded, nheless.


    "We are eternally grateful for your benevolent soul, friend."


    They said that in unison, confronting the armies of foes together.


    He said they fought bravely but perished by the weapons and magic of their overwhelming foes.


    Pyuku too, was captured, he faked his death, and let them carve out a ck crystal from his chest, a sphere-shaped demon king fragment he had saved since he escaped his destroyed home.


    Which he shaped into a sphere. These fragments can also channel the energy of chaos to a limited extent, so it was a perfect recement.


    It somehow worked, and they left him in the middle of the destendscape, he cried for many nights, without moving.


    He was too tired because they gave him a beating he had never experienced before…


    But above all, he was also sad for the lives that were sacrificed, and also happy that his friend made it out…


    "However, once they left, and I escaped away, some found me out due to me imitating my friend''s appearance. And kept chasing me around. Quickly, the rumor that I was still alive spread out, and then, many demons were looking for me." Said Pyuku. "I escaped into the Human Continent by infiltrating in the boats going there, but somehow the rumors spread even there, and I was chased. The Blue Demon that you talked about most likely heard the rumor and chased me. Even after all these years, the rumor is still ongoing, and I''m worried that my friend is still being chased…"


    "So that''s why he called you Demon Prince…" Ninhursag nodded. "It makes sense now… I suppose. What a noble act, Pyuku. You''re truly a warrior."


    "A warrior…? Me?" Pyuku wondered, feeling embarrassed. "I just… did what a friend would had done."


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