Surviving In My Novel Chapter 45

The twins of the crypts household have always been subject to a mysteriously profound and powerful destiny . One would be the blazing golden eagle, while the other would be the phantom dark horse . This is what Simon had written back in his writing days, amazingly enough, the Demon World had no concept of harems . This could have been because Simon liked harems back then and thought that demons and devils should be the opposite of what he liked . Although, this caused the society to be quite refined, perfectly unlike the past Simon .
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As for his twin brother, Simon already knew who is the golden eagle, he also knew that his very person is not canon . But he didn't mind, the novel is just rough guidelines now for all he cared .

"Twin brother, let me talk to father . . . perhaps he will-"

"Jaz, just stop . Do not ponder on what has already been decided . Instead, think to the uncertain future and grow . " Simon spoke as he gave off a scholar's impression .

"Si-Sim-Simonifirac! I only ask that you don't give up on the heir position . "

"Jaz, I already have my own plans, please don't push your ideas onto me . " Simon said as he continued walking through the hallway .

And again, Jazukal saw Simon's back as the latter walked away .
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"Brother . . . "

Simon was busy, he needed to prepare himself for what is to come . This would include his training for his foundations in his devil techniques . Such techniques are nothing like visionary arts . First of all, a devil techniques rely on a combination of a devil's visualisation, pedigree and overall understanding; like visualisation arts, but devil techniques can also be personalised much more and become one with the user . As such, a fireball user can be completely different compared to his counterpart from next door .

Another thing that is different when comparing devils to humans, is the stark contrast in looks . This is where the term devilish beauty comes into play, something that Simon had written in because of the term . Along with this, devils have a near doubled lifespan when compare to humans, being 150 years . As a result, Simon could be described as a crimson skinned human male, with an agile body, that possesses the still-growing horns of a kudu . With gleaming a gaze lay delicate yet violently orange irises, and eyeballs of black, Simon stood as a more exotic devil . Devilishly intoxicating in his piercing gaze, yet polite and calm . A stark contrast from his twin brother's irises of green and a demeanour of a nervous youth .

Both brothers were slim, sporting similarly kept jet black hair . But both were so different in many ways .

'Sometimes I feel like I'm being a bit of an a** but then again, this brother of mine needs to worry more about himself . Otherwise he will end up dead just like in the original story . '

'Hopefully he learns like I did . '

Simon kept his 'filthy' mouth but never outwardly used it, instead, he upheld the ideal of the the noble devil . Through this, he gained the respect of his family, because no one could hate him for working harder . He had no amazing talent, but he was the paramount of noble devildom .

'How will my brother ever survive the f***ing Adulthood Ceremony? Is he going to hide while he is put in the chamber? All there is for him is a nice silk carpet and wooden floor tiles . There is nowhere for him to hide when facing adulthood . But then again . . . I'm not really one to talk in this topic . '

A devil's lineage could also play a role in their natural temperament and emotional regulation, which could explain why Simon seems slightly less spontaneous and energetic as of late . Clearly an improvement that he enjoyed .

'Well then, how do I turn my [Wraith's Talons] into a devil technique? Hmmm . . . there isn't any conversion info in the revisions, so I will need to think about this on my own . '

In an empty room, Simon summoned a total of 4 blades . Each were glowing purple, with the orderly sharpness of a human visionary . Upon stimulation from Simon's VP, the blades remained the same .

'A devil can personalise . . . not just simplify . To create a devil technique from this art, I just-'

TING

A single blade turned crimson, followed by another, and then another, and finally the last one .

'What?'

'Step one . . . complete . '

Simon now augmented his purposes and intent into the blades, focusing on his devilish heritage and his desire to craft his own technique .

'I want to reap life, protect mine, sate hunger, bring me closer . . . '

And lastly, the blades each received a central black tinge .

'This is the most effective way to create a perfect technique, I myself am not an edge lord, but the journey to greatness requires such a sacrifice for today . '

It has been roughly 10 hours since breakfast, and Simon could now feel the desire for sustenance as his stomach yearned for food .

"This will be plain and simple . " Simon said as he left the room .

After a brief walk, Simon had arrived at a beautiful garden of red tinged plants . Within it were insects and small animals that all fed off of the healthy plants . But as it seemed, a new visitor would be greeting them tonight .

With a flick of his fingers, 4 crimson blades appeared and flew in an infinite amount of directions within the garden, leaving no insect or small creature alive .

"Euphoria . . . such energy, such strength! My hard work will pay off in 2 years . "

Simon quietly returned to his family's mansion .

'It's about time that I finish the first arc for my new project . Keeping up with routines is a must for any striving author . But it's much harder to work now since this f***ing body has the carnal desires of a rabbit in heat! Dammit! The hardest part of being a devil, the pure hell of self restraint . How can I write effectively when my body is like this?'

'For now, I will work and then I will sleep . '

'In a world that I once thought up as 'Hell', it looks much more beautiful from these eyes . . . the dark red skies and the white sun . . . It is all too amazing . Such beauty is what my project will encapsulate . '

In this calm fashion, Simon started to write with a perpetual grin .

Chapter end