The generational shift had already occurred.
However, at first, even the Demon King did not realize this fact. He didn’t know how he had survived the flames of hell, but in any case, his soul had been preserved intact, hadn’t it?
As long as he did not completely perish, he thought of himself as the Demon King of Fire.
Sometimes, he couldn’t help but think that his condition was a bit strange. But for some reason, he gradually stopped thinking deeply about it.
It was the same when Lee Seongjin casually asked about his name one day.
“My true name has many things tied to it. If I were to carelessly utter this name, something irreversible would likely happen.”
Because such a vague fear was strongly encroaching on his soul, the Demon King couldn’t answer properly and just brushed it off.
“What was I doing around midnight yesterday? Was I sleeping?”
Of course, there were times when he noticed that there were noticeable gaps in his memory.
But until then, the Demon King simply thought that his soul was so bored that it was taking short naps.
Isn’t it strange? These were things he should have sensed and worried about long ago, but perhaps…