I will be a demon in this life!

In the palm of his hand, Mart holds a purple pill that emits a dark miasma. Using his perception he senses that the pill contains the traces of a great demonic power.

Mart puts away the pill he had claimed in his demonic bag, opens the window, the sun had already passed the highest point and was now descending. Noon had passed.

Mart left his room, he began to walk down the halls subtly observing the surroundings.

"Apparently no one exposes themselves," thought Mart who always worried that the conspirators' spies were not following or watching him.

Mart arrived at the cafeteria, ordered two unicorn rabbit steaks and vegetables with Grised sauce.

"Not bad," Mart thought as he finished eating, after which he headed for the Danteriar gardens, which allowed him to continue observing the surroundings and he could tell that most of the students had left the Academy during the beginning of the mid-year break.

As he arrived in front of the large green-colored vegetal wall, an entrance opened and one of the minotaurs in a fancy suit came out to attend him and asked politely:

-What do you wish, young Mr. Mart Sevec?

-Good afternoon. I appreciate your coming out to see me. I would like to know if Miss Merliana is in the gardens. I have a prior invitation.

-Wait a moment, please. -He entered the labyrinth and the entrance disappeared.

A few minutes later, the minotaur in the elegant suit appeared again and said

-I will guide you, young Mr. Mart Sevec.

Mart nodded, and it took them less than five minutes to reach the path with the black roses. As they walked Mart felt a sweet and intoxicating fragrance that made him feel drowsy. Mart began to circulate his demonic energy and then covered his body with a very thin demonic barrier. The minotaur who noticed Mart's behavior said to him:

-You should not worry, the roses are the ones that emit the fragrance of the dreamer, they only help to relax or to have deep and restful dreams.

Mart nodded and soon after they arrived at the entrance to an area of the labyrinth, in which the upper part was covered by roots.

-I bid you farewell, young sir.

After saying goodbye, Mart entered the area where the light came from luminous stones located at different points.

In the background was Isirird Merliana seated in an elegant wooden chair in front of a table on which was a red and gold tea set.

-Hello Mart. How have you been? -Isirid asked, acting confidently and without formalities.

-Miss Merliana. I am honored to see you. -Mart expressed with a polite attitude.

-Mart, I recognize you as someone strong. You don't need to be so formal with me. I like you, and besides you, I only like my grandfather. -Said Isirid looking him in the eyes.

-I thank you, Isirid. -Mart indicated with a more cordial manner.

-Come and sit down. -Isirid said as he pointed to a spot in front of the table and from the grass, roots began to take shape and intertwine into an elegant wooden chair.

Mart walked over, took a seat and asked:

-Is this a product of the spells of the labyrinth?

-Yes, it is. It is an amazing place, in which there is unknown and impressive demonic magic. It is as if the labyrinth itself were alive. -Isirid answered.

Mart watched as Isirid moved her slender elegant hands towards the tea set, he could not help but observe every feature of her, she seemed to him to be an incomparable beauty, but as his soul and memories of the past were those of a human, it amazed him how he could now consider a young woman who was a demon with awakened lineage to be a great beauty.

"I think I'm becoming a demon in its entirety; though I don't consider it a problem," thought Mart who soon after received the cup of tea and upon tasting it, felt a demonic energy coursing through his body.

-It's great, what kind of tea is this? -asked Mart who was satisfied after tasting something that seemed normal and tasteful.

-It's a tea made from the tears of the "Old Dead Man".

"I'm sorry I asked," thought Mart as soon as he heard the name.

The "Old Dead Man": it was a tree that grew in areas with high concentrations of demonic energy. The tree's trunk bark took on the appearance of an old man's face.

The tears of the "Old Dead Man": They were the black leaves of the tree called "Old Dead Man".

Mart finished drinking the tea, the two remained silent and he saw the faraway look that had appeared on Isirid's face.

-Am I such bad company? -Mart asked in a relaxed tone.

She was surprised, looked at him and said:

-Besides the fact that you are a womanizer, I don't think you are bad company.

-Well, I guess I'm flattered. Miss...I mean, Isirid, are you going to Marrac Mountain? I understand that in fourth year you have to go to Marrac Mountain and do the mission, to complete the study plan. -asked Mart, who was trying to make sense of the information Selenia had given him.

-My grandfather is trying to cancel this year's test, but some executives of the Academy do not want to agree, arguing that the Republican Council will not agree to change the academic plan approved centuries ago. -Isirid replied.

"An academic plan that has become the perfect filter to kill the future talents of the demon country. I think there is conspiracy here and also the growing fear that arises when power is threatened by the emergence of a new force," Mart thought as he listened to Isirid's words.

-Do you think it will be dangerous to go to Marrac Mountain? -Isirid poured Mart another cup of tea and gave him a saucer with four little round white balls.

-Yes, after observing everything that has happened, it would be stranger if they do not take advantage of that opportunity, unless the teachers constantly accompany the students, but I do not think that is possible, besides that would put the teachers at risk and in the end they would all end up dead. -Said Mart with sincerity being quite realistic.

Isirid looked at the black roses with a thoughtful expression.

Mart for his part tasted the white pellets which had the texture of a marshmallow and the inside was sweet. "This tastes pretty good," thought Mart who soon finished the tea and the four white pellets.

-Miss Isirid. Did you deliver my message to your grandfather? -Mart asked.

-Yes, my grandfather agreed. He must have already sent a notification to that succubus. -Isirid indicated with a somewhat cold tone.

-I thank you, someday I will repay this favor. But if you need a favor from me, you can let me know," Mart said after standing up, and then he walked away.

Once outside the labyrinth, Mart walked towards the female dormitories and from the outside he saw the window of Selenia's room,

Mart used his demonic spell to lighten the weight of his body, he jumped towards the window and guided her movement with his demonic power, he tapped the window, twice and shortly after Selenia opened. She was wearing a simple white dress.

-Hello, you are not the only one who can enter through the windows. -Mart said as he entered the room.

He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Selenia sat down next to him and asked him in a calm tone:

-Did something happen?

Mart took out of his demonic bag the regenerative pill and said to Iristel:

-Open your mouth.

Iristel looked at the pill she felt it contained an immense form of energy, she was going to ask Mart about the origin and value of the pill, but he kissed her and then said:

-forget about everything complicated, and just eat it.

Mart brought the pill to Selenia's mouth and she opened her mouth just wide enough for the pill to enter her mouth.

After she swallowed the pill, she began to feel the energy spread through her body revitalizing and strengthening it.

The pill's energy spread to Selenia's demonic core and she felt the energy escaping through the fissures in her core.

Selenia began to feel immense pain, but calmed down when Mart helped her to sit in meditation position on the floor, then he sat down in front of her and said:

-Just make the energy circulate, as you have always done them, you know I am incapable of hurting you. I will accompany you, just concentrate.

Selenia nodded, began to guide the energy through her demonic energy channels and then the energy escaping through the fissures of her demonic core reduced its intensity and began to seal the fissures slowly and then strengthen Selenia's demonic core.

Mart who had been observing the process, also witnessed Selenia's body releasing the impurities that had accumulated inside her.

"That pill has effects similar to those of the demon god's blood drop," thought Mart as he saw how the impurities had stained the white dress of Selenia who was still meditating.