Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Even though the world was a place filled with monsters and demons, it didn't mean there weren't any highly intelligent people around. In the outer area of the place, everything was filled with broken human buildings and a lot of brainless monsters who only knew how to attack their enemies and nothing else.

As one started going deeper into the area of the monsters, they would see small huts on either side of the roads. It was a sign that dwelling places have arrived. By this time, the monsters would be reduced to the point that one would only see small animals wandering around the place.

The dwelling huts were filled with weak demons who didn't even dare to go out of the house for the fear of spotting the monsters. At the same time, they didn't have enough money to head over to the city area. So they couldn't help but live at the borders between the monster and demons' area.

There was a reason why the monsters didn't dare to go beyond that border. It was because they were afraid of demons no matter whether the latter were powerful or not. The mere presence of those demons would terrify the monsters to the point of making them tremble.

At this time, Norman, using a body-transforming pill that worked for a few hours, was walking down the road as the same huts appeared in front of his eyes on either side of the deserted road. Since he was in the body of a monster, he could feel his hands and legs trembling as he glanced at a demon woman that looked like a human with two horns on her head and scarlet eyes.

She was beautiful, but Norman couldn't feel a hint of affection for her. He was so afraid that his entire body trembled. To be honest, he wasn't the one afraid of the demon. It was the body.

Norman tried to suppress this feeling, but he couldn't. He finally stopped and asked, "What the f*ck is wrong with this damned body? Why can't it stop trembling?"

"Perhaps it's in the body's memory that it should stay away from the demons," Shane analyzed the situation and said, "Maybe we have to do something about it. Let me see."

He searched the shop and finally found something worth using. He immediately sent the pill to his host, "Eat this. You won't be able to tremble anymore after this."

"Really?" Norman was surprised as he pulled out the window. The name itself was so strange that he didn't want to eat it for a moment. He stared at it for a moment before he opened his mouth, "What the heck do you mean by this? Memory eating worm? Is it even eligible?"

Shane coughed as he nodded, "Of course! Everything sold in the shop is eligible."

"What if it eats my memory?"

"It won't," Shane read the description and said, "Look there. It explains that it specifically eats up the residual memories of the body."

"Dead body!" Norman was so angry that he didn't want to talk to his system at all. "It's only applicable for the dead bodies!!!! I'm still alive, ain't I?"

"You don't own this body at all, do you?" Shane didn't think it was a problem. "This body is already dead. You're just possessing it. Don't forget that you're a ghost."

"But, I'm keeping this body alive!" Norman took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. There should be nothing worse than failing and getting my soul dispersed."

After thinking for a while, he finally purchased it and ate the pill without thinking twice before he could regret his decision. As soon as he ate it, he felt his body being filled with a bright energy that made him feel warm. Soon after this, pain ran throughout his body, making him tremble. He fell to his knees as cold sweat formed on his forehead.

He gasped, "Wh-What's happening?"

"This…. This is just a small side effect of this pill," Shane coughed as he said, "You'll feel the pain for the first five minutes similar to dying. This pill is especially meant for situations like this, a ghost possessing a dead body. So don't worry, host! You're good to go!"

"Shut up!" Norman's head ached as veins popped up on his forehead, "Couldn't you have told me about this earlier?!"

"You wouldn't have eaten this if I had told you before," Shane didn't feel even a little bit of shame upon saying this as he opened his mouth, "Endure for a while."

What could Norman do? He gritted his teeth and took deep breaths to endure the pain. His eyes filled with tears that threatened to roll down his eyes. He desperately tried not to cry because of such intense pain, but the tears still rolled down his cheeks, making him look pitiful.

One of the female demons on the side saw this situation and frowned as she walked closer and crouched, "What's wrong?"

Norman's trembling worsened. He shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to talk about it.

The female demon shrugged and walked away without sparing him a glance.

Norman sighed in relief as he endured for a few more minutes before the pain subsided. He finally managed to stand up on his feet without trembling or crying anymore, he fiercely wiped his face as he felt ashamed being a man in his twenties and ended up crying like a little girl.

His gaze turned colder as he said, "System, come out if you have the ability! I'll defeat you in a fight!"

Shane let out a chuckle in his mind and said, "Sure. I'll come out, but not now. When I do, you can see my glories."

Norman felt like wanting to vomit blood upon hearing this narcissist system speaking like this. He took a deep breath and decided not to talk to his system anymore as he continued walking down the road. Since he ate the body-changing pill, it transformed the monster's body into his real shape.

The pill worked in strange ways. It could make one transform into a being he was remembering while eating it. Norman focused on his own image while eating that pill, resulting in his current image. It was just that he looked way more handsome with broad shoulders. It could be said that he was an upgraded version of his real self.

He walked over and stopped by a river to glance at his appearance. He instantly let out a whistle, "I look so good. If I looked like this when I was still alive, I would have gotten so many girls."

"Host, can you focus on your mission now?" Shane didn't want to waste his time anymore.

Norman nodded and continued to walk forward. They finally reached the main, giant gates of the demon city. The ground was still dark, but it no longer had traces of blood. It could be said that the sweeper demons did a good job hiding bloodshed by wiping the surroundings clean. They were still dedicated to cleaning as Norman walked past them and stood in front of the iron gate.

Two demon soldiers stood on either side of the giant arched gate. They stopped him and raised their chins, "Show us your demon ID."

"....." Norman looked at them and wondered if he could rush inside and escape. He silently asked his system, "What the heck is demon ID?"

Shane frowned as he said, "Let's do something else. I have a hypnotic spell. You can use it on the demons."

Norman heaved a sigh of relief as he nodded, "You should have given me that spell earlier. Why don't you act like a proper system?"

Veins popped up on Shane's forehead as he opened his mouth, "You will soon realize why I didn't tell you about it sooner. Just use it on the guards and run as fast as you can. Don't let them discover you after using it!"

Norman was skeptical as he used the spell without reading the description. If he had read it, he would have realized why his system had given him such a strange instruction. It said that the person using the spell could hypnotize another person, but there was a time limit. On top of it, if the latter ended up glancing upon the spell caster, the effect would end up getting neutralized in an instant, rendering the spell useless.

Also, you can't use that spell on the same person twice.

That was why Shane never handed such a useless spell to his host, but at this time, he didn't have any other choice since other spells and weapons were costly.

Soon after using the spell, Norman ran inside as fast as he could and disappeared into the crowd. He relaxed once he noticed from the corner of his eyes as the guards woke up in an instant and glanced around. Then he heard them speaking, "Where did that guy go?"

"Who knows!" Another guard spoke with a scornful look on his face, "He probably got afraid."

Norman heaved a sigh of relief and walked into the closest tavern and hid among the guests coming to drink alcohol. He hid his face in the hood as he called out to a waiter.

"Good," Shane was satisfied with his host's dedication as he spoke, "Show the waiter that drawing we extracted from the wooden piece"

Norman silently followed the command and did as told, "You know something about this?"

As soon as the waiter saw the picture, the color of his face drained as he stuttered, "W-Where did you get this?"