The Demon Monarch System

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Once Apollo gave his okay, Fuhrer took it upon himself to claim an abundance of the energy before it disappeared. In addition to her vitality, it seemed he extracted other powers as well. However, just as Fuhrer said, the Hellfire present in her body sustained her. Due to her odd physique, fire was her sustenance. If it was anyone else, this wouldn't be the case.

Unlike last time where her countenance paled, there were no signs of weakness present. The only irregularity was the unsatisfied frown on her face. However, Fuhrer told Apollo not to give in to her complaints. Since he had already given her three clusters of Hellfire, her body held more than enough for the time being. 

Any further actions would just be supporting her indulgence. Furthermore, Apollo's Hellfire was growing thin. One must remember, most of his Ira was utilized to demonize Typhir. The piddling amount he recovered wasn't worth mentioning when taken into account how much volume his Diabolic Heart of Wrath could hold.

Nevertheless, when Apollo looked at the cluster of energy, he became skeptical. There were presences inside the cluster that he was unable to identify. While it looked to be Sin, it wasn't anything he was familiar with. 

Upon noticing his expression, Fuhrer chuckled, "You know, the Phoenix has another name, especially our world. If a Dark Phoenix is born, it is known as a bird of pride. I'm sure you can glean what I'm trying to say."

"You mean to say that her essence is wreathed in Superbia?"

"Not quite, while anyone outside of Demons can indulge in sin, only us Demons draw on the proper source. For any other existence, they create an impure Sin. Nevertheless, we Demons exist to refine those impurities and propagate Sin," Fuhrer answered. 

"In addition to Superbia, her specific actions have made her susceptible to many forms of sin. As far as I can tell, she may have an affinity with up to 4 Sins. If she were to enter the Nihilistic Rings, I'm sure there's a chance she can at least become an Archdemon," Fuhrer added after sparing the essence in his hand a cursory glance.

As of right now, the two spoke through their mental connection. While Fuhrer had revealed his identity as a Demon, there weren't many implications behind it. Since he was a Spirit, the cultivators there were a plethora of worlds to attune with. Hence, the options of a Spirit were immense. However, if Apollo's identity as a Demon was exposed, there was no doubt he would be targeted. 

In the meantime, Fuhrer stored the energy inside his body until Apollo was done. With the amount of energy he drew, if he let Apollo absorb it, he was almost certain Apollo would enter his Iraym Form. Once that happened, either he would have to kill Geneva or at the very least, subdue her mind. 

On the other hand, Apollo held out his hand, "As per our agreement, Miss Headmaster." Within his hand was his dual-colored identification card. When she saw him perform this action, Geneva clicked her tongue. Since she had given her word, she couldn't renege on the deal.

Thus, she took the card and embedded it with 3,000 Academic Credits. At first, Apollo was surprised. At most, he was expecting 2,000 Academic Credits. After all, the first cluster was a part of another deal. Nevertheless, this made him change his opinion of her slightly.

'When you become my possession, I'll make sure to treat you well. I won't ill-treat your generous behavior,' Apollo inwardly thought as he received identification card. On the other hand, the moment he received it, Geneva's attitude gradually regained its former poise.

"This concludes our matters. You may see yourself out," Geneva stated before swirling her chair around and staring out the window. As she did so, a silver ember rotated in her eyes before dying out. Little did she know that there was an adverse effect to Fuhrer robbing her of her vitality. 

Since Apollo possessed similar thoughts, he rose to his feet and bid his adieu. There was no need to dawdle now that everything was settled. However, once he left, Apollo took a moment to gather his thoughts.

There were multiple things he could do. There was the option to go train with Robyn and hone his control. There was also the alternative to reenter the Tethered Shadow Origin Room and deepen his resonance with darkness. Lastly, there was also the option to return to his residence and move forward with his evolutionary progress. 

Silently, he weighed the benefits against the time needed to complete each option. Between the three options, the lengthiest proved to be the evolutionary process. Unlike the rest, it required more than one component to complete. Soon enough, Apollo made his choice.

As of right now, neither Robyn's control nor the appeal of the Tethered Shadow Origin Room eclipsed what Fuhrer could teach him. Not to mention, the more he realized it, the more it became clear that the Monarch's Tenebrosity operated under the same principles as what Robyn sought to teach him.

However, it also lacked the principles of the Nihilistic Rings, thus Apollo ruled that his further guidance would be obsolete. As a result, he opted to return to his residence. Naturally, it didn't take long for him to reach there. But, when he did, Typhir was oddly enough waiting before his residence.

Once he noticed Apollo approaching him, Typhir turned towards him. Based on his expression, it was clear there seemed to be an issue, he was tense and almost panicking. However, it was understandable, he had just recovered from a near-fatal wound.

"Why are you so tense?" Apollo asked. At the same time, he opened his door and allowed Typhir inside before closing it. Above all, privacy came first. 

The moment he entered, he nearly screamed that top of his lungs. Luckily, the residences were all fortified by soundproofing formations, "Something is terribly wrong! Absolutely wrong! No, it's all wrong!"

"What do you mean? Calm down. I can't understand the problem if all you do is shout!" Apollo rebutted. After he spared Typhir a menacing glare, he toned it down and revealed the complete issue.

"Well, you see, I can't use any of my abilities! And when I sense my internals, they're all a mess. Simply put, I can't understand shit! You healed me, so can you tell me what the issue is?" Typhir panicked but not as loud as before.

"Oh, that's an easy fix. You aren't human anymore so you can't do this as you did when you were a human. From this moment forward, you're what is known as a demon. If you still down understand, think of yourself as an invader of this world," Apollo replied almost too nonchalantly.

In response, Typhir's jaw dropped. To find out he wasn't human anymore was extremely shocking information, "N-not human? What does that mean? What will happen to me?"

"Nothing, I'll just make you stronger than you ever were or could be. You are now a race that is far stronger than humans. Furthermore, you are my loyal subordinate, correct?" Apollo inquired. At the same time, a tinge of his monarch bearing exuded from his body which caused Typhir to become docile.

"That is undeniably true. I am your loyal subordinate. I will become both your sword and shield in the darkness," Typhir replied with a black gleam in his eyes. From his purplish eyes, an obscure aura leaked.

Upon seeing this aura, Fuhrer's eyes widened. "Fascinating! I like that look in his eyes." From Fuhrer's perspective, Typhir seemed like a trained soldier. The loyalty he possessed seemed almost fabricated. While Fuhrer thought this to be due to Apollo's ability, that wasn't all true.

In order to guarantee the holder of the system could reach the height of their power, the system granted these abilities of absolute loyalty. On the battlefield, there was nothing worse than betrayal. Leaving your back open to be attacked was a foolish mistake.

"Since you are here, you will experience the same training. Your foundations need to be up to par for my plans. As for you my liege, you need to absorb this," Fuhrer stated while presenting Geneva's essence.

However, before doing so, Fuhrer also revealed the fact that his Hellfire should be able to devour it, "Until now, you have only absorbed the essence of those weaker or just as strong as you. You need to experience the sensation of absorbing the essence of someone stronger than you."

As Apollo held the energy, Fuhrer once again opened another dark space, except this time, Typhir was amongst them as well.