The Great Demon System

Moby stared at the explosions and multiple flashes of purple light that lit up the night sky. Part of him felt like that his display might have alerted some school staff but considering how far away from campus they were, it should have only been a small chance. But a chance was still a chance so he had to hurry up and get things over with just in case. Not to mention that his friends were probably still fighting and might require some assistance.

Moby was about to run out of his sin mode in about 2 minutes and at this point, his energy reserves were almost depleted yet his health was now quarter full. He could finally move his body that was on the verge of collapse normally once more which felt extremely refreshing to him.

He wanted to speed things up but all he could do now was wait for the system alert telling him that he defeated his enemy.

Then, just like he expected, a few seconds later he was greeted by the sound of a notification. However, it was not the notification he wanted to see yet it still made him happy none the less.

'It should only be a few minutes now…' He thought, staring at the notification before it disappeared.

Then, Moby's onslaught of attacks suddenly and abruptly came to a halt. However, he was yet to receive the notification telling him that he had defeated his opponent which was slightly alarming. And, due to his now depleted mana, he was forced into removing the hundreds of floating ice shards that required an insane amount of mana and mental control as he could no longer sustain them due to his energy regeneration nowhere near being enough to keep up.

Moby stared intently at the cloud of dust ahead of him.

'Interesting… Did he actually managed to survive it or is it just a glitch in the system? Well time for the backup plan then,' Moby calmly thought.

As the dust cleared, Nags's heavily panting figure finally came into view, a blue, broken barrier surrounding him, blood dripping down his entire body.

The black armour that he once wore was now nowhere to be seen as it was completely replaced by his school uniform that had most likely laid underneath.

The disk beneath his feet looked similar in shape to the blue barrier around his body.

His bloody eyes were now sharp, deadly slits, his teeth were gritted, his legs were deeply bent, barely managing to stand on what remained of his flying disk and both of his hands were tightly clenched into trembling fists.

Emotions were exuding out of him more than ever before, strengthening Moby even more.

'Well, shit… He must have had some trick up his sleeve…'

"To think… I was actually forced into using my shield of absolution… My trump card…" Nags said in a low voice, most likely talking about his blue barrier.

It was his final trump card that he could only use once per day. Shield of absolution. It allowed Nags to deflect a move no matter how strong it was all onto his armour. That was why his armour shattered. The extra injuries on Nags were brought about since his technique was not yet perfect and some energy managed to leak out and attack him.

"I went into this fight thinking you were human… But it seems like I had the wrong mindset… That was my biggest miscalculation… Your last words confirmed it all to me when you thought you had me dead! You aren't human! You can't be human! No human could do what you just did! This could only mean one thing! You're a fucking shalker aren't you!?" Nags yelled, pure hatred in his shrieking voice.

"Huh!?" Moby immediately replied, not even trying to hide his surprise.

"Don't act stupid! What else could those horns mean? Or those lines under your eyes? All you have is1 extra horn, extra wings, and a different colour scheme! You must be some sort of evolved, or different breed of shalker that was sent to earth to spy on us! I'm not sure how the hell you're able to use our abilities but that makes no difference to me now! I'm not sure if the boss knew this and that was why they wanted you but now that I know this, I don't fucking care about these orders anymore! You're fucking dead! You're kind killed my sister!" Nags screamed, tears in his eyes and a crazy look on his face.

"Think what you think, but I am no shalker. Shalkers were also responsible for killing my parents. I absolutely fucking hate them too, so I can somewhat relate to how you feel. It seems like everyone, no matter where you go was affected greatly by the war. If you want to attack me go ahead but you won't be able to do shit dwarf," Moby said with a yawn, clear arrogance in his voice.

Several bulging blood vessels appeared out of Nags's face that now looked even crazier than before. Various barriers of all different colours appeared around Nags and on his hand as he prepared himself to strike.

"Stop your lies fiend! And don't get too cocky! I have yet to show you even a fraction of all that I have up my sleeve! Watch! I don't need my armour to kill trash like you! Now di-" Nags said as he prepared himself to strike, only to feel a sudden, immense pain come from his stomach.

When he looked down, the only thing he managed to see was a bloody, iron fist jammed straight in, impaling him right where he felt all the pain.

"H-huh w-what the…" He barely managed to mumble, coughing up mouthfuls of blood right in front of him as he stared at his wound with weary eyes that were beginning to become more and more black.

He had no idea what had just happened or who had just done that to him as he was not able to turn around. Yet, he still knew that it must have been the work of that filthy shalker who he managed to get a glimpse, with his devilish face and glowing eyes that could only be described as pure evil before he finally went into a deep sleep.

"What the fuck is happening!? I can't control my body! What did I just do! Am I dead! Is this a nightmare!? Naaaagggss!" A winged, big, muscular, spiky red hair man said, sweat running down his face as he shoved his hands right out of Nags's body, making him fall straight down.

"Shut your yappering! You're now my demon servant so act like one Harpy! You need to get used to this or else you won't last long with me! Pledge your undying loyalty to your new overlord and I might consider treating you like anything above a pile of trash," Moby replied with a smile on his face as he swooped down and grabbed the unconscious Nags by the head, taking pleasure in his new servant's confused, frightening nature.

Moby then focused his attention on Nags who was currently in his hand, and with an even bigger smile on his face, he began to infuse him with his demon energy to gain another servant.

He assumed that one out of the barrage of hundreds of notifications would have been the ability to make even more servants. And from what he was seeing in front of him, that indeed did seem like it would be the case.

"You! What have you done to me! What are you doing to Nags!? Is that what you also did to me!? What the fuck are you! I would never join you! I'd never betray the gang no matter-"

"Shut your mouth,"

"Now bow,"

"Look me in the eyes,"

Moby ordered with clear authority, making him immediately comply with each of them no matter how hard he tried to resist, immense sweat running down his face.

As he stared deeply into the eyes of his master, he began to remember the hellish treatment he had gone through only a few minutes prior, making his skin crawl and all of his organs turn as he threw up buckets on the ground below.

"Act nicely and I wouldn't have to do that. That was just a small tease of what I can do to you so keep it safely with you as a reminder. I have the ability to both make you kill yourself and make you suffer the most brutal experiences without you being able to do anything about it. If I were you, I would be grateful to be turned into a demon. We have better strength, bodies, abilities, life spans and much more to name some things off the top of my head. Trust me, if you just follow my orders from now on, you'd see how much of a better leader I am than that sorry excuse for a gang you have," Moby continued, looking down at Jason who was now wide-eyed, trying to calm himself and catch his breath, his skin looking more like an ocean as he did not dare look Moby in the eyes or even respond from fear of what had happened to repeat itself, his mind spinning in circles as his path was now foggier and more unclear than ever before.

With a sigh, Moby shifted his attention from Jason to Nags who was still in his hand absorbing his demon energy.

"This should be enough," He said, stopping the purple light flowing out of his hands with a smile on his face.