Primordial Soul's Rebirth

The war between the Noxviel kingdom and the Fyzenar kingdom was the talk of the demon empire right now.

"The king of Noxviel found out that the murderer of his son was Lokiath Fyzenar, the youngest son of the Fyzenar kingdom's king."

A demon with purple skin and a bald head stated while stroking his chin, as if trying to act wise.

"Is that the only reason?"

Another demon with grey skin and a protruding tummy scratched his head with a confused look and asked.

"Bruh, what do you mean, 'only'??"

The purple-skinned demon, on the other hand, paused in his tracks and turned to look at the demon with a dumbfounded look before he just shook his head.

"Hah…"

He sighed in exasperation before he added.

"What did I even expect from a dumb bastard like you…?"

But then he shrugged and continued walking.

"Hey! What do you mean, mf?! Also, how did that bastard king of Noxviel get the recording??"

The grey-skinned demon spat before he frowned in confusion, causing the former demon to freeze, his head creaking toward the demon with a look of astonishment on his face.

"What did you say??"

He questioned, wanting the dumb demon to repeat his question, but that demon just frowned harder.

"Did I question something wrong again?"

The grey-skinned demon knew that he had a screw loose in his head, and that was why he spoke less, but for the first time, he thought that his question was legit.

"Nah, not at all, I was just shocked that a normal question came out of your dumb brain..."

The purple-skinned demon, however, just chuckled as he hit the guy on the shoulder, causing his friend to curse him.

"Mf!"

But the former just waved his hand, and answered the legit question of the grey-skinned demon.

"Well, no one knows who delivered it or how it came there, but the day Maurice Noxviel was killed, a recording of his murder was delivered in the king of Noxviel's room."

"What?! Who did it??"

The dumb demon, on the other hand, asked with a shocked look on his face, only to find himself getting slapped on the head.

"Mf, didn't I say that no one knows who delivered it?!"

The other demon growled as he slapped the guy's head.

"No! You didn't!"

The other protested, not wanting to accept the truth.

"I did!"

But the former didn't back down either, causing their argument to keep growing.

They were walking down the street of the Fyzenar kingdom's royal capital, and it was around midnight, causing the road to be dimly lit, but still, it was not dim enough for a person to not be able to see a person 5 meters ahead of them, yet...

"The capital sure is peaceful for some demons to chat so casually about things of such important matter."

Alex, the demon lord of the empire, walked past the demons, yet they didn't even notice him, much less greet him.

[It's the house of a protagonist; what else do you expect?]

Sophia, however, just gave out a rhetorical question, causing Alex to shrug.

'Let's see what happens after I take the one responsible for this peace out of the kingdom.'

Alex muttered with a grin as he zapped toward the largest building—the castle of the Fyzenar kingdom.

He had waited 8 days for this moment, and now he wasn't going to miss it.

What moment, you say?

Well, in the war between the Noxviel and Fyzenar kingdoms, it was decided to conduct a 10v10 fight, where each kingdom would send 10 of their best fighters, excluding the generals and the king of the respective kingdoms.

It looked simple at the start, but it wasn't, as it was later decided that only one fight would happen in a day and it would be a life-and-death battle.

A fighter would fight until he or she was dead or every one of the enemies was dead.

10 days, 10 matches—that was the format.

By the end of the ten days, the kingdom with the higher number of kills would win, and in case it was a draw, then the remaining fighters would be sent in for a group battle.

With everything set, the fight started, and the Noxviel kingdom won matches one after another, but that was until the fifth day.

On the fifth day, the fighter that came out from the Fyzenar kingdom's side was Lokiath Fyzenar, and since then, it was as if the Noxviel kingdom's warrior had turned a bit dumb.

They would shout and curse the youngest son of the king of Fyzenar, only to get humiliated in a way that would cause them to lose their minds and rush at Lokiath.

The next thing after that was always the same; the useless child of the Fyzenar kingdom—who never lifted a sword, much less fight with it—would slash right through the neck of his opponent.

Today, the 9th match was concluded, and the winner was Lokiath, making the number of wins in the Fyzenar kingdom's side go up to 5, while the Noxviel kingdom was stuck on 4.

This was a perfect day for killing or abducting the protagonist, as right now, the blame would fall solely on the head of the Noxviel kingdom.

This would cause the tension of the war to get elevated and probably end in a full-blown war, but Alex had already thought of a way to stop that; he was the demon lord, after all.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

For now, however, Alex moved toward the room of the castle that seemed to be lit up even this late at night.

"Ahh~~! Yes! Fuck me, baby!"

"Fuck your mom's pussy~~♥️!"

But just as Alex was flying up toward the room that Lokiath lived in, he froze before a disgusted expression marred his face.

'Dayum, that guy got balls of steel...'

he couldn't believe the guy would fuck his own mother, the queen of the kingdom, right below the king's room.

Alex didn't doubt for a second that it was just some role play that guy was interested in; he had heard the voice of the queen of the Fyzenar kingdom, so he knew it was her.

She was actually a bombshell, a perfect milf, someone he would rate as 9 in his book, but well, she didn't fit his taste as he felt something off about her; only now did he know what was wrong.

'So, she loves her son more than she should...'

But then he just shrugged as he ascended toward the room, and even without looking at the scene in front of him, he pointed his finger forward and...

*Fwoosh*

A small mass of silver energy with black-colored thunder streaking across its surface moved toward the woman who was too busy jumping on her son's dick.

"Mom, I'm cumming!"

Lokiath's voice was heard, followed by the queen's.

"Yes, baby!! Cum inside the hole that brought you into this world—!"

But her scream filled with pleasure was cut short as the energy finally touched the back of her head, disintegrating her into nothingness.

It didn't even take a second for it to happen.

One moment her face was filled with ecstasy as she was on the edge and was about to cum, and the next second, she was gone with a puff.

But it was not just her body that vanished; something that was inside her vanished along with her body.

The owner, however, didn't even realize it; he, with his arms above his head, just kept pushing his hips up in the air, as if he were still fucking his mother.

It was only when he raised his palm to spank her bouncy ass, only to his own thigh, did he realize she was gone.

*Slap*

The sound of his palm hitting his thigh echoed throughout the room as he wasn't pulling his strength back when hitting her bare ass.

"Ouch!"

He winced, rubbing his own thigh in confusion.

He was still in a pleasure-filled state, making things a bit blurry in his mind.

"Where did she go?"

He mumbled.

He was having so good of a time fucking the mother of the previous owner of the body while her husband, who was also his father, was sleeping without any worry.

This reminded him of the old times when he used to fuck women behind their husbands' backs.

He never knew that the busty mother of this body had a thing for her own son; he only found out about it today when he was being treated by her.

She had started sucking his cock when he was unconscious, only for him to wake up and directly start fucking her brains out.

But just as he was confused as to where she went and reliving the moment of pleasure, his eyes fell on his crotch.

'Huh?'

He frowned as he couldn't see anything where his little brother was supposed to be.

"What the hell??"

He moved his palm to touch it, confused as to what was even happening, but when his palm reached the spot, his eyes widened to the extreme.

"AH—!"

He screamed in panic and alarm, but before he could even take in the situation completely, his world blanked, and he fell back on the bed.