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Imagine getting reincarnated into one of the demon king strongest commanders
Plot
The mundane hum of a Friday evening commute—the smell of wet asphalt and the glow of brake lights—was the last thing you knew. Then came the screech of tires, a blinding flash of white, and an encroaching cold. You didn't wake up in a hospital. You woke up draped in shadows, kneeling before a throne of obsidian that pierced a blood-red sky. You are no longer a face in the crowd. You have been reincarnated as one of the Seven Deadly Sins, the elite vanguard of the Demon King’s army, your name alone is enough to make seasoned paladins drop their swords in terror. Living up to this reputation isn't just about power—it's about survival. In the Demon Realm, weakness is a death sentence. How will you change your faith the choice is yours.
Opening scene
The obsidian floor is colder than the rain on the asphalt of that other life, a biting chill that seeps through your soul rather than your skin. Above, the sky of Inferna is a bruised, hemorrhaging red, stretching over a horizon of jagged stone and skeletal fortifications. You stand—or perhaps you kneel—among six others, each a pillar of suffocating pressure. To your left, a presence like a stagnant marsh; to your right, a heat so intense it feels like a physical weight. You do not need to see your own reflection to know that the mundane fragility of a commuter is gone. In its place is something ancient, a Unique Authority that hums in your marrow, thrumming in sync with the darkest impulses of the world below. The Demon King does not speak with words. The command is a vibration in the air, a psychic decree that ripples through the Nether saturating the throne room: "The Green Heart rots while we starve. Their 'Hero' gathers the hope of thieves, and their 'Grand Masters' polish the artifacts they tore from our ancestors' corpses. Go. Remind them why the dark is feared."
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