Fifty years ago, the sky split open and portals unleashed monsters and chaos upon the world. Faced with this threat, some humans received a unique gift: a player system, with classes and skills similar to a video game.

Among them, ten legendary heroes, the Ten Kings, founded the Ten Great Families who carry their heritage and power, passed down from generation to generation. Every child of these great families awakens at birth with an innate class and skills.

In the country of Veledris, there are only two of these great families, powerful and influential.

Damons Ravencier was born into one of them.

But unlike the others, he received no power at birth.

Rejected, banished along with his three young sisters who also showed no awakening, he survives in the shadows, working multiple jobs to protect the only people that matter.

Then, one day, an ancient demonic system — also rejected — finds him and chooses him as a candidate for a deadly competition: the Throne of Demons.

Seven chosen ones, guided by demonic AIs, fight to become rulers of the demons.

Damons did not choose this fight out of ambition, but out of necessity.

To protect his sisters, he must become the most feared Demon King of Veledris… and perhaps the entire world.

A distortion suddenly formed in the air, right in front of him.


A dark portal, pulsing with violet energy, appeared in the middle of the room, casting shadows on the walls.


The cold voice of the system echoed in his mind.


"Enter, and I'll explain how I created it… if you survive."


The floor seemed to give way beneath his feet. Powerless, he was sucked into the portal.


A powerful gust enveloped him, followed by a heavy thud as he crashed through the portal.


A translucent screen appeared before his eyes.


The system continued speaking with its relentless tone.


"This portal is inhabited by degenerated goblins nicknamed {Clackers}. Their intelligence is limited, but they hunt in packs."


"Perfect to test your survival… and unlock the next seal."


As he tried to catch his breath, a red glow appeared before him. A floating object slowly descended into his hand, materialized by the system.


"This is a Basic rank sword. Sufficient… for the weak creatures in this portal."


Damons grabbed the handle. The cold, rough metal felt simple. The short blade had no shine, no enchantment.


"And yet, it will save your life… if you use it properly," replied the system.


[WEAPON OBTAINED]: RUSTY SWORD — RANK: BASIC


[DESCRIPTION]: AN OLD SWORD, TARNISHED BY TIME. IT HAS NO MAGICAL SHARPNESS NOR BLESSING, BUT IT'S STILL STURDY. ENOUGH TO TAKE DOWN LOW-LEVEL CREATURES.


"The weapon is weak, but in the right hands… even rust can become deadly."


Damons spun the sword in his hand. It was light.


"That'll do," he said with determination.


He moved cautiously through the damp, gloomy tunnel. Then a growl broke the silence.


From behind a rock, two creatures sprang out. Their greenish skin, sharp teeth, and bloodshot eyes made them look menacing.


Damons watched them from a distance, a confident smile curling on his lips.


"Level 3? I survived ten years of hunger and misery… You are nothing."


He bent his knees, pushed off, then leapt forward.


The sword slashed through the air in a brutal arc.


[NOTES: WEAPONS ARE CLASSIFIED BY THEIR POWER, QUALITY, AND MAGICAL AFFINITY. BASIC, COMMON, RARE, EPIC, LEGENDARY, MYTHICAL, UNIQUE. SOME WEAPONS KNOWN AS "ANCESTRAL" OR "SOVEREIGN" EVEN EXCEED THESE CATEGORIES.]


Chapter 9 - VOLUME 1 - CHAPTER 7: CLACKER GOBLIN