《The Devil's Dealer》 Volume 1 | Chapter 1- The Boy ¡°Wretched child, do you wish for power to dispose of everyone who wronged you?¡± The man in pure black coat asked the trembling child, who was writhing in pain. ¡°Let me kill those motherfuckers, none of them deserve to exist.¡± The child answered without hesitation, gritting his teeth. ¡°Very well then, you will receive exactly what you want. In return, everything you hold dear will perish¡± replied the mysterious man. The young boy laughed in a very menacing manner, ¡°Everything I hold dear? What kind of shit are you on, I have no fucking thing to lose anymore. Sign me the fuck up.¡± ¡°And so it will be granted.¡± Suddenly, an outburst of crimson and black energy surrounded the boy and the mysterious man, enveloping everything in the vicinity. After quite some time, the man wearing a coat vanished alongside the otherworldly burst of energy. And that was the first and only record in the entire world of the devil himself forging a contract with a mere mortal. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Chapter 1: The Boy [November 29, 2114, Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs] ¡°Why won¡¯t these fuckers just disappear¡± Somewhere in Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs, there was a child thinking of this constantly. Whether it would be directed towards his parents, classmates, or just anyone who managed to piss him off. The child was a bright one, but his upbringing was not so. His parents would constantly abuse him for no reason; his father was a sloven drunkard, and the mother was a psychotic bitch. Day and night, the boy would receive some form of maltreatment. This pushed him to madness and insanity, you could say that he was as bad as his mother. Even in school, the boy would receive harassment and death threats from his classmates. ¡°Just die already, human trash¡± said one of his classmates. ¡°You¡¯re just a waste of oxygen¡±, yelled another, and so on and so forth. Of course, this would be emotionally taxing on a child, as if the maltreatment from his parents wasn¡¯t enough; surprisingly the boy remained composed. Eventually, he got used to it that shit doesn¡¯t bother him anymore. One thing didn¡¯t change though, his pent up anger and rage towards the world. The child would occasionally curse the world and its current inhabitants. This caught the attention of a mysterious man, dressed up in a coat as dark as the abyss itself. Volume 1 | Chapter 2 - The Devil and his Council Chapter 2- The Devil and his Council [November 30, 2114, Royal Capital of Hell] ¡°Mhhh, this child would make a fine vassal.¡± Somewhere in hell, there was a man dressed up in a trench coat as dark as the void surrounded by a council of high ranking demons; observing a human child. ¡°Oh Great Lord of Hell, I do not wish to intrude upon your decision, but this child is a mere human?¡± an elderly figure reluctantly asked the man wearing a coat. ¡°Well that makes it even more interesting, doesn¡¯t it?¡± the man maliciously laughed with intent; an unpleasant display to anyone who witnessed this. The room stood silent after the man had finished laughing. ¡°Since none of you walking lumps of shit are able to give me a plausible argument as to why I should not appoint this child as my vassal, I, The Great Lord of Hell, will do so as I please.¡± After delivering the final declaration, the man walked out of the room hastily; while the council of high demons were shivering in fear thinking about what¡¯s to come. ¡°It¡¯s exactly because he is a human that we should not allow this, you know how those mortals are, deceitful motherfuckers who would do anything as they desire¡± one council member spoke up after a long moment of silence. ¡°Are you fucking retarded? Why didn¡¯t you say this shit while the Great Lord of Hell was still here?¡± yelled another council member in disappointment. The elder sighed and replied, ¡°You know how the Great Lord of Hell is, he¡¯ll disregard shit anyways like he did during the first argument.¡± Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°We¡¯ll just have to make sure that the Great Lord wouldn¡¯t be able to appoint this child as his vassal.¡± A shady figure emerged from the shadows as to appease the council who were currently in a dilemma. ¡°But how exactly will we do that? We all fucking know how immense the Great Lord¡¯s power is, if any of us were to go square to square with him, we¡¯re guaranteed to fucking die.¡± The elder quickly butted in, as if he were threatening the shady figure. A smirk formed on the face of the figure which would quickly turn into a laugh. ¡°Isn¡¯t it obvious, we just have to eliminate the child himself then¡±. At this moment, the council members were overjoyed that they had immediately started preparations for the assassination of the child. Meanwhile the Great Lord of Hell was speeding his way to greet his self-appointed vassal who was currently on the verge of dying by the hands of some adults disgusted by the child. ¡°Alas, I have found the one worthy of receiving my curse¡­¡± The devil grinned as he thought of the boy being manipulated by him. Volume 1 | Chapter 3 - Preparations Chapter 3 ¨C Preparations [November 30, 2114, Hell¡¯s Highway] At blinding speed, the Great Lord of Hell passes by his subjects and denizens undisturbed. The scenery was refreshing for the Devil, it was unbelievably similar to the human world. Multiple buildings were in sight and the demons along with otherworldly creatures were basking in fire. But something unusual was moving along with the Devil. Multiple shadowy figures were rushing to the Gates of Hell, not one, definitely not two, but 24 silhouettes were moving at an alarming rate. Of course, the Devil grew suspicious of this act, but he decided to pay it no attention for now. [November 30, 2114, Royal Capital of Hell] ¡°This is taking too fucking long¡± said one of the council members, ¡°Are you sure they¡¯re even taking action at the moment? This is urgent¡± another member scorned. ¡°Relax, relax, you guys are getting too stressed. I can assure you geezers that my elite group of assassins are on the way. Heck, they may even be there already!¡± the shady figure tried to calm the council. ¡°Besides, you dipshits aren¡¯t the ones taking action anyways. You¡¯re just depending on me.¡± The figure sneered at the members. The high ranking demons suddenly grew silent as if they were children being scolded by their parents. ¡°What¡¯s the matter, cat got your tongue?¡± the figure bickered more.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Silence! This is not the time to be fighting amongst ourselves. Like all you have said, this is a most urgent time where the fate of Hell will be decided. Suddenly, an elderly demon stood up and instantly put a damper on the quarrel ¡°Either we¡¯ll get fucked in the future, or we will continue to live in peace as we have did for thousands of years.¡± The members of the council along with the shady figure waited patiently for news about the child¡¯s death. [November 30, 2114, Portal to the Mortal World] ¡°Something¡¯s definitely sketchy.¡± The Devil thought as the shadowy figures were also heading to his destination. He tried to catch up to the figures but has ultimately failed in doing so. Fortunately, there was one dumb fuck from the group who had managed to trip; the Devil immediately took this opportunity to interrogate one of the shadowy figures. ¡°Well well well, what do we have here! Some retard got left behind by his group.¡± The Devil snickered at the individual. ¡°W-what the fuck do you want from me?¡± the figure was visibly shaking as the Devil pinned him down in unbelievable force. ¡°Let¡¯s cut to the chase here, what business do you have in the mortal realm? Clearly you guys are from an assassination group. It¡¯s quite rare for an assassination group from Hell, for Hell to have business in the realm of humans.¡± ¡°That''s confidential, I-I''m sorry.¡± ¡°Confidential you say? I guess we¡¯ll have to do this the hard way¡± the Devil reached his hand towards the head of the figure and performed some sort of magic to tamper with his brain activity. The figure was clearly struggling to resist the Great Lord of Hell and his grasp. ¡°Hoh, planning to assassinate my vassal are we?¡± Clearly, the Devil was pissed off that he had unconsciously begun to crush the skull of the figure, the eyes were popping out from the immense pressure of the grip. He tossed away the corpse of the figure and with great haste, he had headed straight for the location of the boy. Volume 1 | Chapter 4- The Contract is forged Chapter 4- The Contract is forged. [December 1, 2114, Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs] Quick hits and crushing sounds were heard. The boy fell half-unconscious from being heavily beaten up by middle-aged men. The scene was gruesome. Blood was splattered everywhere, his bones were broken, the ribs actually shattered and slightly tore his skin out. Faint sounds of his skull breaking were heard. His teeth were scattered across the ground, his tongue was bleeding from cuts, and his eyes were slightly gouged out. Slight twitching was visible from his fingers, as if he was holding on to dear life. ¡°Why won¡¯t you just give up and die¡± one of the middle-aged men yelled as he was kicking the stomach on the boy. ¡°Resistance is futile, just accept your lowly death.¡± Another one of the men bickered at the boy as he was harshly pounding on the child¡¯s cranium. Countless of thoughts were flying through the boy¡¯s mind, but he focused on one of the thought¡¯s the most. ¡°How did it come to this?¡± [November 30, 2114, The Middle School of Galuna City] ¡°What a shitty day as usual¡­¡± a boy sighed as he passed through the corridors of the campus. The boy¡¯s name was Shinji Dealer, he had an unbelievably average for a boy who was physically abused every day. His black hair flowed through the wind as he walked through the hallways. ¡°My oh my, if it isn¡¯t the waste of semen himself¡± A tall student blocked his path while sneering at Shinji. ¡°Ugh, can¡¯t you just let me off for today? I¡¯m kind of in a hurry at the moment.¡± Shinji replied with a look of disgust on his face. ¡°Fuhahaha, that¡¯s what you say everyday!¡± the teen picked up Shinji by his uniform and pushed him against the wall. ¡°Now let¡¯s not waste our time here, you know what this deal is.¡± The student whispered in Shinji¡¯s ear with a threatening voice. Shinji, who was fed up with the student¡¯s shit begun to retaliate against him. He managed to get out of the teen¡¯s grip and instantly arm-locked him. This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. ¡°Well, too bad your day is not gonna go the way you wanted it to, Mr. Dipshit¡± from the arm lock, Shinji broke the teen¡¯s shoulder, the sounds of bones breaking could be heard throughout the corridor. Of course, there would be bystanders to all this. Word spread through the school as fast as a forest fire. Shinji evacuated the school¡¯s premises as soon as this happened. Now with the spreading of the news of the teen being injured by Shinji, you would expect that the student¡¯s parents would receive the news, and in fact, they did. The adults were so pissed off that they had devised a plan to exact their revenge upon Shinji. [December 1, 2114, Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs]] The adults continued to gang up on Shinji as he was completely fucked beyond saving, only a miracle or another would be able to help the lad. Shinji was on the brink of death. As one of the adults were about to deliver the final blow, suddenly, a burst of crimson flames sprouted out from beneath the child. ¡°Have I kept you waiting, Little Shinji?¡± a deep voice growled from within the flames, it was the Great Lord of Hell. With little consciousness remaining, Shinji asked ¡°Who in the fuck are you?¡± ¡°I am the Great Lord of Hell, now I ask of you¡­¡± The Devil cleared his throat, and in a serious manner he spoke. ¡°Wretched child, do you wish for power to dispose of everyone who wronged you?¡± Now struggling to speak, Shinji gritted his teeth as if his life depended on it. ¡°Let me kill those motherfuckers, none of them deserve to exist.¡± The Devil grinned as he heard the boy¡¯s answer. ¡°Very well then, you will receive exactly what you wish for. In return, everything you hold dear will perish.¡± ¡°Everything I hold dear? What kind of shit are you on. I have no fucking thing to lose anymore. Sign me the fuck up.¡± The boy chuckled in a very menacing manner as he said this. ¡°And with that, the contract is sealed. Fuhahahaha!¡± Suddenly, the sky dimmed and an outburst of crimson and dark energy flowed everywhere, surrounding Shinji and the Devil. The boy¡¯s fatal injuries healed in an instant, but he was still in constant pain. The pain was worse than what he had experienced earlier. In result of this, his hair turned white from the stress, this was called the Marie Antoinette Syndrome. After quite a while, the otherworldly energy dissolved as if nothing happened. But only one thing remained after the phenomenon. It was Shinji Dealer. He appeared as if he was reborn, no injuries, cuts or bruises were visible. There was dark matter forming around Shinji¡¯s arms. ¡°It¡¯s time to repay you geezers.¡± A twisted smile formed upon Shinji¡¯s face, it was an expression of bloodlust. Volume 1 | Chapter 5- A Display of Brutality Chapter 5- A Display of Brutality [December 1, 2114, Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs] Shinji looked over the middle-aged men with a grim smile on his face. ¡°Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. Who¡¯s the unlucky bastard who¡¯ll get beheaded!¡± The men were clearly trembling and shaking visibly, cold sweats dripped down, their skin turned pale in an instant. One of the men spoke to another, with a trembling voice ¡°We¡¯ve definitely done fucked, didn¡¯t we?¡± The others couldn¡¯t help but agree. In an instant, the middle-aged men ran for their lives, knowing that they¡¯re facing death himself. Shinji, as though he was experienced, conjured the dark matter creeping around his arms to take the form of a scythe with a chain extending from the end. ¡°This should suffice.¡± The boy looked over at his newly made weapon and with great haste, he sprinted towards one of the adults. He tossed the scythe near the general direction of where the man was. The man stood still in fear and anguish as he knew what his fate was. ¡°So you¡¯re the first victim!¡± Shinji¡¯s voice resonated from the dark, his eyes had a crimson glint. He pulled the chain attached to the scythe, breaking the ground where the adult stood. Now, the adult was quite literally shitting from fear, he was completely fazed and confused. The man started praying to whatever deity he could, Allah, Buddha, even Jesus. The boy¡¯s ecstatic expression quickly turned into a face of disgust upon seeing this. ¡°Cry all you want to your fake gods, none of them exist anyways, and even if they did, they would only do so to forsake you for your pitiful self.¡± Shinji grabbed unto the scythe¡¯s chain and begun to swing it around like a lasso. ¡°With that being said, any last words Mr. Dipshit?¡± he flung the scythe forwards and in an instant, the middle-aged man¡¯s head was cut cleanly. There were no signs of struggle, the decapitation was done so neatly that it took quite a while for the head to fall off from the neck and the blood to start oozing. The other adults who witnessed the event screamed for dear life, some of them started bickering among themselves and eventually, they split up trying to save their own skin. ¡°Ahh, such bothersome people, why won¡¯t they take responsibility for what they did for me?¡± Shinji stretched his limbs and did some warmup exercises before he rushed towards the men. As he was about to take-off, he was suddenly intercepted by 23 mysterious silhouettes. These were the elite assassins that the council sent to take care of Shinji. Now Shinji, who was not wary of these figures took the situation lightly. ¡°Now now, let¡¯s not get too rowdy up in here¡± Shinji nonchalantly spoke as if he did not have a care in the world. The assassins already knew that Shinji had acquired some new power, this was evident by the crimson energy sprawling from him and the chained scythe, but the problem was that they didn¡¯t know the full extent of Shinji¡¯s ability was. One of the figures attempted to provoke Shinji so that he would be left defenseless, ¡°Hey shitface, where are your parents at this hour? Too busy fucking each other? If that¡¯s the case, did they bring a condom in case another miserable excuse for a human like you happens again?¡± Surprisingly, this simple insult managed to enrage Shinji since this was a touchy topic for him. Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Say it again fuckface.¡± Shinji glared at the figure with bloodlust, he started to swing his scythe by the chains in a circular motion. ¡°I said that you¡¯re a pathetic excuse for life, you deaf?¡± the figure mocked Shinji again with a more pissy voice. At this moment, the other members of the assassination group were getting ready to strike at Shinji¡¯s blindspot. They anticipated him to target only the member that was provoking Shinji, except it didn¡¯t go according to what they had planned. The crimson energy that was spewing out from Shinji intensified as he got even more enraged. Now, the members of the assassination group were stunned and baffled as to what was unfolding. The scythe dissolved back into dark matter and grew. It had surrounded Shinji¡¯s torso and formed into something akin to armor. A voice ringed inside Shinji¡¯s head, as if it was telling him what to do. The boy could only follow the voice, he thought of it as his instincts. ¡°Abyss Form 2: Impervious¡± Shinji chanted these words as the dark matter enveloped him. After quite a while, the crimson energy stabilized, but Shinji stood completely still. The assassination group thought of this as an opportunity to finish off the lad. Just as they were within a 2m range from the boy, the whole group suddenly felt dread. Their fight or flight response were screaming to retreat from the boy, but it was too late. Their very life force was being sucked in by the statuesque figure clad in black. A faint voice was heard from within the figure ¡°Blood Arts: Implosion.¡± All in an instant, the cloaked assassins appeared as if they were fireworks of blood. Their intestines burst within their stomachs. Their blood vessels popped leaving behind a magnificent fountain. The ground was painted red with all the blood and intestines laying around. Faint laughing could be heard from within the dark-plated shell. After an hour, the armor reverted back into a strange substance. The boy forged its shape back into a scythe with a chain attached to the end. He took a deep breath and layed on the ground, exhausted. All of this happened within 4 hours. It strained the boy¡¯s brain and body. He spent the night here, surrounded by the blood and trailings of demons. [December 2, 2114, Galuna City¡¯s Suburbs] ¡°Oh¡­ So it wasn¡¯t just some fantasy.¡± The boy woke up to the scene of bloodshed in the suburbs. Remembering what has transpired, Shinji realized that he still had the powers granted to him by the Devil. He smiled in a wretched manner, it was unsightly. Countless of thoughts flowed through his head. And from within the thoughts, a voice resounded as if it was a mortal reminder. ¡°Everything you hold dear will perish.¡± The boy took no heed to this as he thought that this reminder didn¡¯t mean a thing to him. From there on, Shinji established an objective that only he can and should fulfil. To dispose of anyone who had maltreated him, including his very own parents.