He shook off all his uncertainty, forcing himself to focus. He couldn’t afford to dwell on weird visions.
In his opinion, the images were nothing more than a side effect of the madness that had once consud him.
After all, the old him—Reign—had been nothing more than a killing machine, a destructive force driven by rage and a thirst for annihilation.
Just rembering that version of himself made his stomach churn.
’I used to be garbage,’ he exhaled sharply, shaking his head as if trying to physically destroy the mories.
’I need to hurry,’ he began walking again.
As he moved through the hallways, demon servants would stop what they were doing to bow their heads in respect.
Ra noticed the difference. Long ago, people bowed to him because they had no choice—because they were terrified of what he might do if they didn’t.
But now, their gestures were sincere. They respected him not for his power alone but for the way he treated them.
He nodded to each of them in return, his expression kind.
A faint smile crept onto his face now and then, especially when he saw how much his small gestures ant to them.
He passed a young demoness cleaning a painting of him, a girl with tiny, curling horns.
Her body had a natural curve to it, giving her a seductive look.
She wore a black maid uniform, though the skirt was cut short, just enough to reveal the smooth curve of her legs.
Her green hair, the color of fresh leaves, fell in soft waves around her face. Her eyes, a bright shade of erald, sparkled , hinting at her succubus lineage.
She quickly bowed her head.
"You don’t have to do that," he said gently, his voice calm.
She looked up, her red eyes wide with panic. "Oh, I—I’m sorry, General Ra! I didn’t an to upset you!"
He shook his head and gave her a reassuring smile. "You didn’t upset . Just be yourself. That’s all I ask."
The girl blinked a few tis, then slowly stood straight, her nervous expression softening into a shy smile.
He noticed her flushed face and stepped closer, gently tilting her chin up with a soft touch.
His golden eyes held a teasing glint as he leaned down and whispered,
"How about you co to my room tonight?"
The demon girl’s face turned a deep shade of red, her eyes wide with shock and excitent.
"Yes! I’ll be honored !" She nodded quickly, almost stumbling over her response, afraid he might change his mind.
She was truly happy, a spark of joy lighting up her face. Though she ca from a strong bloodline, she had purposely taken the position of a maid, hoping it would catch his attention.
Her decision was bold, but it seed to be paying off.
Where had she gotten the idea, though?
This was another part of the new Reign—no, Ra.
Being kinder was only one of the changes that had co over him.
His capacity to love, to feel, had grown imnsely, breaking past the cold, unfeeling nature of his old self.
Now, when soone beautiful showed interest in him, he felt a deep sense of responsibility to share his love.
In his mind, it wasn’t arrogance—it was fairness. If soone admired him, desired him, and sought comfort in him, who was he to deny them that pleasure?
Of course, he had to keep all of this carefully hidden from Anna.
He could already imagine the glade she’d give him if she even suspected he was sharing his affection with anyone else.
His focus turned back to the succubus, and he felt there was still ti to spare.
Without a word, he reached out, grabbed her hand, and gently pulled her to one of the empty rooms.
Inside, he quickly leaned in for a kiss, and the mont their lips t, it quickly escalated into a heated make-out session.
The succubus was taken by surprise at how aggressive he was, his urgency catching her off guard.
But instead of pulling away, she allowed him insider her.
She gave herself over to the mont, letting him do what he wanted, her own desires stirring in response.
15 minutes later.
He walked out of the room alone, his steps steady as if nothing had happened.
As for the girl, she wouldn’t be walking for a while. She was currently sleeping soundly, utterly exhausted.
Even her succubus bloodline, known for its resilience, couldn’t withstand the overwhelming speed and stamina of a literal god.
’I should learn to control myself,’ he sighed, feeling a bit guilty.
Realizing he had wasted ti fooling around, he quickly glanced at his wrist and activated his teleportation device. In an instant, the world around him blurred, and he was transported to his destination.
He reached out for the council room, and the grand double doors swung open before him, as if anticipating his arrival.
The chamber had been renovated, now bigger and grander than ever before.
Ceilings stretched higher, while ornate chandeliers hung from above, casting a warm, golden glow across the room.
The long rectangular table, once round and reserved for a few, had now been transford to accommodate over a hundred demon gods.
A hush fell over the room as he stepped in.
His golden eyes swept over the assembly. The room was a blend of figures—demon with imposing horns and battle-worn faces.
At the far end of the table sat Draven, positioned on the right side.
Ra’s gaze lingered on him for a mont before moving to the chair at the head of the table.
It was his seat now.
The council mbers watched as he walked to the top position with confidence.
No one questioned it—not anymore. His rise to power hadn’t been simply because of his grandfather’s endorsent.
He had earned this. His strength and power had long surpassed his grandfather.
Though the old man still handled the mundane matters of governance, everyone knew that it was Ra who called the shots.
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Authors Note:
Question: Isn’t his transformation too much? How did he go from not caring about girls to becoming a womanizer?
Answer: The separation of Reign’s soul split his personality into two extres.
The one teleported back on Earth beca more evil, while Ra, is the complete opposite.
Question: Is he really the sa Reign?
Answer: Ra is the version that would have erged without his traumatic experience.
It’s been ntioned multiple tis that his father was a womanizer, so it makes sense that Reign also inherited those traits.
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