L-li Hoi 2 - The Demon Lord-s Power Sucks -v1.0... -

“Your power sucks,” L-li agreed. Back at the castle, the celebration was awkward. The bards didn’t know what song to write. The knights looked at their magical swords and sighed.

“They slide right off,” she confirmed. “But so do healing spells. And buffs. And warm baths.” The Demon Lord, Malachar the Inevitable , was a creature of pure ego. He had nine horns, a cloak made of solidified screams, and a dramatic monologue that lasted forty-five minutes.

“You burned three villages.”

“You kidnapped the princess.”

“Enchanted weapon,” L-li noted. “Doesn’t work. Try a rock.”

There was a soft pfft sound. Like a balloon deflating.

“Because it’s true.”

“A hero?” the Demon Lord boomed. “I have un-made dimensions! I have swallowed stars! Witness my ultimate technique: ”

The problem? The power of the Void, as L-li quickly discovered, was less about black holes and more about… lack . He could not generate mana. He could not lift a sword. His “Hero’s Mark” on his palm glowed a pathetic, flickering beige.

L-li slurped a noodle. “Where’s the Wi-Fi?” L-li Hoi 2 - The Demon Lord-s Power Sucks -V1.0...

“This is humiliating,” the Demon Lord muttered.

The prophecy was clear: When the Demon Lord rises again, a soul of pure will shall descend from the sky, wielding the power of the Void.

“You keep saying that.”

L-li blinked. “So you’re saying evil spells don’t work on me?”