My Free Will System: Transmigrating Into My Favorite Immersion Game

Without warning, Acedia's fist shot out with blinding speed, catching Elias square in the abdomen. The punch landed with a sickening crunch, the impact so intense that it sent shockwaves through Elias's entire body.

Pain exploded through his core as he was launched backward, his vision blurring from the force of the blow. The punch carried him across the throne room, his body crashing through the stone walls with a thunderous impact. The ancient masonry crumbled under the force, and Elias felt himself being propelled through layers of rock and debris.

The world became a blur of motion and pain as Elias was sent hurtling through the air, the demon king's punch having launched him far beyond the confines of the throne room. He flew through the sky, the cold wind whipping against his face as he tumbled through the air.

For a moment, it felt as though he were weightless, suspended between earth and sky with only the echo of Acedia's laughter following him.

Elias's body finally crashed into a distant rooftop, the impact jarring his bones and sending a fresh wave of agony coursing through him. He rolled to a stop, gasping for breath, his vision swam as he struggled to regain his bearings. Pain radiated from every part of his body, but Elias grit his teeth and forced himself to stand.

He staggered to his feet, swaying unsteadily as he looked back toward the castle.

Acedia stood in the gaping hole where the throne room wall had once been, his silhouette framed by the smoking ruins of their battlefield. The demon king's form was wreathed in shadows, his eyes glowing with a malevolent light. Elias knew that the demon king were strong, but not like this.

'Acedia was possessing King Alaric, he should be weaker, that was an unbreakable rule of this world. If this was his weaker version, I wonder how much stronger his true self would be'

Elias gritted his teeth as he pulled himself up from the rubble, his body aching from the force of Acedia's punch. He had been thrown far from the castle, his flight interrupted by the unforgiving impact of stone and mortar. The demon's blow had sent him sprawling across the city's rooftops, his breath knocked from his lungs and his vision blurred by pain. But Elias's spirit remained unbroken.

He wiped the blood from his mouth, clenching his fist and with a surge of determination, he took to the sky.

The wind whipped past him as he flew toward the castle, his eyes locked on the shattered throne room. He could still see Acedia's silhouette, framed by the jagged remnants of the wall, a mocking shadow against the smoldering ruins.

But before he could reach the castle, Acedia met him halfway. The demon king moved with a speed that belied his languid nature, appearing before Elias in a flash of darkness. He floated effortlessly in the air, his robes billowing like black smoke, his eyes glinting with malice. A smug smirk curled across Acedia's face as he regarded Elias, his demeanor one of supreme confidence.

"You've seen my strength, Elias," Acedia said, his voice filled with condescension. "You've felt the futility of your efforts. Why persist in this hopeless struggle? You can't defeat me. Accept it, and save yourself the pain."

Elias's frown deepened, his grip tightening on his sword. "I wouldn't be too sure about that," he replied, his voice steady despite the pain coursing through his body.

Acedia chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Stubbornness will get you nowhere. You've already lost. Why fight a meaningless battle? Join me, Elias, and I'll grant you power beyond your wildest comprehension.."

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Elias's expression darkened at the offer, his eyes narrowing. "Power? Like the kind you gave to Lord Thane?" He spat the words with disdain. "No thanks."

Acedia's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with a twisted delight. "Thane? He was nothing more than a tool, Elias. An instrument to pry open Alaric's mind. His greed and obsession made him an easy pawn. What I gave Thane wasn't power—it was a path to his own destruction.

His arrogance sealed his fate long before I ever set my sights on him."

Acedia's laughter echoed through the air, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Elias's spine. "Thane didn't even know who I truly was," Acedia continued, his tone mocking. "He was so blinded by his own ambitions that he never realized he was marching straight into doom. By now, he's nothing but a memory, another fool who overestimated his worth."

Thane had been used, his downfall was orchestrated by Acedia's cunning. Elias clenched his jaw, the weight of Acedia's deceit settled heavily on his shoulders.

But he refused to let the demon's words sway him. "And the power you're offering me?" Elias challenged, his voice cold. "What's to say it isn't just another trap?"

Acedia's smile never wavered. "Oh, Elias, the power I offer you is far greater than anything Thane could have dreamed of. I'm not offering you a crutch; I'm offering you dominion, true mastery over life and death. We could reshape this world into something magnificent. All you have to do is say yes."

Elias's eyes burned with defiance as he met Acedia's gaze. "I'd rather die than become your puppet," he snapped. Without waiting for a response, Elias channeled his magic, summoning a lance of fire that burned brighter than the midday sun.

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He hurled it at Acedia with all the force he could muster, the flames streaking through the sky like a comet. But just as before, the fiery lance fizzled into nothingness the moment it neared Acedia, the flames snuffed out by the demon king's mere presence.

Acedia sighed, his expression one of exasperated disappointment. "You're making this far too easy, Elias," he said, kissing his teeth in disapproval. "Such a waste of potential. You've made the wrong choice."

In an instant, Acedia vanished from where he floated, reappearing directly in front of Elias with terrifying speed. Before Elias could react, Acedia's hand shot out, his fingers closing around Elias's throat in a vice-like grip.

The suddenness of the attack left Elias gasping, his eyes wide with shock. The demon's grip was cold, unyielding, and Elias felt the pressure of Acedia's claws digging into his skin, threatening to crush his windpipe.

"You should have listened, Elias," Acedia hissed, his voice a low, venomous whisper. "All this pain, all this suffering—you could have avoided it. You could have had everything. But you chose defiance over power. Now you'll have nothing."

Suddenly Elias expression relaxed and a smile curved into place on his lips,

"Foolish demon"