Ducan's P.o.v I sat on my huge silver throne reluctantly with my legs crossed listening to my generals' suggestions with interest. Everything was going smoothly and beautifully in my kingdom that I would say. Despite the humans still fearing us and other lame losers trying to have passage to my kingdom all in the name of becoming heroes, we were still in control. For three thousand years, I governed my kind with alter most discipline and restriction. My mother was a humble Human being while my father was a cruel demon lord. Due to past calamity in the human world, the human elders called upon the help of my father. In exchange for his help, they offered my mother to him, who by then was a blessed maiden. A blessed maiden was a favoured virgin girl whom the gods granted power and gifts. They were not only unheard of, they were usually born once every thousand years. whoever they gave their body to, he or she acquired significant power no matter what being they were. When my fath
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