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

“It’s not a curse,” Maven explained, flipping through a moldy grimoire. “It’s… a drain. You don’t hold power. You leak it. The Demon Lord’s abilities? Any magic directed at you? It just… fizzles.”

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 Hoi 2 - The Demon Lord-s Power Sucks -V1.0...

L-li looked out the window at the peaceful kingdom. The dragons were grounded. The necromancers’ skeletons had all collapsed. The ancient lich’s phylactery had turned into a regular, non-magical paperweight. “It’s not a curse,” Maven explained, flipping through

Ten shadow tendrils wrapped around L-li and immediately went limp, like wet spaghetti. You leak it

And that was when Malachar realized the horror. It wasn’t that L-li was strong. It was that he —the Demon Lord—was weak. Every spell he cast, every curse he wove, every ancient rune of destruction… was being instantly nullified, absorbed, and converted into… nothing. The hero was a walking magical black hole of mediocrity. The final battle lasted twelve seconds.

“Because it’s true.”