The Birth of the Great Archdemon
Irene had returned to the body of an eighteen-year-old girl, yet that did not mean she had reverted to the pure maiden she had once been. Her memories remained intact, and with her mind still shattered, there was no chance she could ever feel pure again.
Still, she now possessed far greater power than when she had been human, and her talent had only risen higher. She would grow stronger even faster than before.
Her strength already surpassed that of the Demon King Laylana, who had once wielded the Demonic Sword. And now, with it even further refined, she had become stronger than every previous Demon King combined—except for Kim Jae-hyun himself.
Because she was no longer human, but a dark subordinate, Irene could not possibly defy her master. Yet she felt no regret. On the contrary, she was happy.
This way, she could at least wash away a little of the guilt that still lingered in her heart.
“Oppa… but now do I have to call you Demon King?”
At Irene’s question, Jae-hyun shook his head and stepped closer. He placed his palm against the small of her back, pulled her into his arms, and gently stroked her buttocks while murmuring, “No. You don’t need to call me that. You are special.”
“Special…”
The word sent a shiver through Irene. She repeated it again and again, eyes shining. She could not believe she had become a demon and yet looked exactly the same.
Jae-hyun had undergone tremendous change after becoming the Demon King, but she had not. Even after turning into a demon, she felt almost no difference.
When Jae-hyun sensed her confusion, he simply hugged her more tightly and whispered, “Now you are my subordinate. I control you completely. Though you are free, that freedom is something I have granted you. Everything about you is now visible to me.”
The Demon King was the king of all who dwelled in the darkness rejected by the world. He was an existence no one could trust.
Especially not the Irene who had been betrayed by her companions and the world alike. He did not trust her, nor did he stop at mere domination—he read her every thought and watched her with absolute vigilance.
Yet no one was more precious to him than Irene.
“…!”
Lucretia stared at Irene’s transformation into a demon and burst into tears. She lay on the floor, unable to rise. The fear that she might have been impregnated by the beast was unbearable.
Irene turned to her, sneered once more, and said, “Hehe. How is it? I have been reborn as a demon, and I’ve returned to the perfect body of a pure virgin.”
Still dripping with sweat, she looked down at Lucretia on the floor, then inhaled the scent that rose from her body.
“?!”
Irene realized she had changed. Lucretia still carried Holy Power inside her, yet it was completely sealed. Because of that, she remained the Saintess.
Even soaked in sweat, Lucretia’s body still carried the heavenly fragrance that had once marked her as a continent’s greatest beauty and Saintess. But Irene felt nothing of the sort.
The two women had always found each other’s scents sweet when they were together. Two beings who emanated sweet aromas had naturally recognized one another’s.
Now, however, Irene perceived Lucretia’s scent differently. It was like the rich aroma of fine cuisine.
She wanted to sink her teeth into Lucretia’s full breasts and plump buttocks. She wanted to slice Lucretia’s ass open with her sword and taste her innards. She wanted to drink the Saintess’s blood and feel the flavor of the righteous.
It was the demonic urge to devour humans.
‘Ah…!’
The question she had been about to ask Jae-hyun died on her lips. The answer was obvious even without hearing it.
“But Irene, your scent is truly sweet. If I hadn’t completely dominated all my subordinates as Demon King, every demon race and beast would have fought to devour you.”
“A scent so sweet it’s blindingly beautiful… yet enough to push a man’s reason to its limit.”
Jae-hyun’s words were almost in denial, yet he never once claimed she was food. Even after turning into a complete demon, he had still seen her as the most delicious-smelling delicacy among humans.
Not just any delicacy. The prime cut.
He had controlled every demon race and beast to prevent them from seeing her as food, and his own reason had remained his alone to master.
Irene’s gaze left Lucretia and drifted elsewhere. It settled on the blood sphere that floated above them—every drop of her blood from her human days gathered into one perfect sphere.
She wondered what its scent would be like and brought her nose close.
‘Sweet…’
It truly smelled sweet.
Had she still been human, even if her body’s fragrance had been sweet, the blood would have reeked. But now, as a demon, the blood of her human days was sweet as well.
“I’m still not fully used to it, but I’ll get used to it soon. Don’t worry about it.”
Jae-hyun sensed her inner turmoil and pulled her close, whispering, “Good.”
Irene’s body was now that of an eighteen-year-old virgin again, but her breasts and hips remained just as huge and beautiful.
“Until you turn twenty-five you’ll keep growing, but if you want, I can stop it sooner.”
“I don’t want that. I’d rather stay in my late teens or early twenties forever than stay eighteen forever.”
The confusion over the sweet scent of her old blood had faded. Irene laughed playfully. The smile was brighter and more sincere than before. Since she had returned to virginity, the shame of her defiled body no longer weighed on her.
She had been reborn not as human but as a demon, yet she wanted to live only with Jae-hyun. She refused to remain tied to her old human self.
Of course, except for the issue of cannibalism.
The very thought of eating human flesh made her feel as though she would lose something precious. She had no desire to taste it.
“Ah…!”
Her pupils widened and a cry escaped her lips. Jae-hyun’s fingers brushed against her virgin slit.
“Ahhhn~”
Irene trembled and moaned. Jae-hyun’s fingers slid inside her.
“Haaak!”
A mix of pain and pleasure tore from her throat. The fingers then pierced her tight, untouched anus.
Her anus had been ruined by Ferdinand over ten years. Even a mere finger could make her body quiver violently.
Irene had once accepted Jae-hyun’s penis into her anus again and again, and she had grown addicted to sex, especially anal sex.
Now that she was virgin again, she felt both pain and pleasure. The pain was exactly what she had longed for.
‘There is no longer a single trace of Ferdinand left on my body.’
She was no longer defiled. Every mark he had left was gone. Her flesh was no longer human—it was that of a new demon. She had been reborn a demon.
“Huuung♥~”
The realization made her body burn even though she had returned to a virgin. She wanted to have sex with Jae-hyun right now and give him her maidenhead completely.
But first, she slipped out of his arms and turned back to Lucretia.
“Ah, sorry. I got lost in my own thoughts for a moment.”
Irene gave Lucretia an insincere apology, then stroked her own wet slit once with the index finger of her right hand. She licked the glistening juices from her finger with a lewd, wet tongue.
Her golden hair swayed as she looked down at Lucretia and laughed. “You see? I have returned to a perfectly clean virgin’s body. Soon I will give both my front and back maidenheads to Oppa and become pregnant. So you had better give birth to the Demon King’s child as well. I filled you with so much semen today. Hehehe!”
Irene laughed loudly, truly delighted. Jae-hyun had preserved her personality as much as possible, but she was a demon now.
Revenge and hatred were burned into her soul. She hated every nation on the continent that had betrayed her, every noble who had stood with them, and the betrayer herself.
The betrayal had not been only the high nobles. Every soldier and servant who had fought that day had turned traitor for personal gain.
“…Wuuuuh…”
Lucretia looked up at the continent’s greatest beauty and Saintess—the radiant golden-haired girl who was now a demon—and despair flooded her heart.
The betrayal from that day still cut like a knife. She regretted her choice with every fiber of her being. She now felt she should simply have become Jae-hyun’s second wife.
But it was too late. She had made an irreversible choice. She would pay for it forever.
She envied the Pope, who had died without suffering. A peaceful death without any pain.
“Hmm. I suppose I should spar with you soon… Oppa, may I use Lucretia as my sparring partner?”
Irene could not be satisfied with mere teasing. She wanted to fight Lucretia.
Her power now surpassed even that of Demon King Laylana. Though only one Demon King existed, she could not be called the Demon King. She would be called “the Demon Queen,” which was only her title as his wife, not her identity as a demon.
A demon who surpassed every previous Demon King except the one of the current age.
“The battle between the Great Archdemon and the Saintess. That sounds excellent.”
Jae-hyun called her “Great Archdemon.”