From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

As the Demon King placed his hands behind his back, he sighed deeply. "Elithira, please come forward," he commanded, his gaze fixed on the large towering door adorned with skulls.

Moments later, Elithira strolled in and dropped to one knee. "What can I do for you, Father?" she asked, her voice reverent.

"I think it's about time we revolt, my dear daughter, and get revenge for your grandfather. But first, we need to find where our little skeleton friend went. I believe I understand a bit more why his soul kept changing colors."

"O-oh, why is that, Father?" Elithira inquired, a mix of curiosity and concern in her eyes.

"In a moment. Go grab Kirana. I need her thoughts on what to do next, and then we will discuss."

The Demon King stood facing the door as Elithira responded, "Of course, Father," before sprinting out of the room, her usual purple attire fluttering behind her.

Mhmm, such a great daughter. I'm sorry, but I feel like this is our best path, he thought to himself.

Moments later, two small green creatures came barreling through the door. One of them ran up to the Demon King, shouting, "Uncle Demon King!!" and leaping towards him. The Demon King raised his hand, catching the creature in mid-air.

The creature's skin was cool and slightly slimy to the touch. The room filled with the faint, earthy scent of moss as the creatures moved. The other creature, not to be outdone, tugged at the Demon King's robe, its tiny claws scraping lightly against the fabric.

"What can I do for you two troublemakers? I thought I had you working on fixing up some broken equipment."

The creature floating in front of the Demon King crossed his arms and stated, "Already finished!"

"Here, take a look, Uncle." The small green creature removed a bandaged wrap from his back that was tied to his brown garment, contrasting against his green skin.

Unraveling the wrap, he revealed a pristine, clean short dagger with no nicks or scratches. The blade glinted in the dim light, its surface flawless.

The Demon King, giving a smile, stated, "Well, color me surprised. You two might make some great blacksmiths one day. But still, I have important tasks to get to right now. What can I do for you kids?"

"Well, honestly, we were a little bit worried about Father. It's been a while, and we haven't heard anything about him!" The other creature's voice wavered with concern, its eyes wide and anxious.

The Demon King sighed, "I suppose it's important we keep a close eye on little Nanako and Todd. They aren't really strong yet, but I believe they will be fruitful to Ty's growth."

Snapping his fingers, a blue orb formed in his hands as he closed his eyes.

After a few minutes, he stated, "I can't directly sense them in a specific spot, but it looks like they are in some cave. At the very least, they are both still alive; otherwise, their souls would have entered the collection process."

"For the time being, kids, keep working hard and repairing broken gear and weapons. Take this opportunity and make your father proud."

Snapping his fingers again, the floating child fell to the ground on his feet. They both nodded and asked if, when they finish, they can go play.

The Demon King sighed, his gaze softening. "I suppose it's important we keep a close eye on little Nanako and Todd. They aren't really strong yet, but I believe they will be fruitful to Ty's growth."

Snapping his fingers, a shimmering blue orb materialized in his hands. The light from the orb cast eerie shadows on the walls, its surface swirling with ethereal energy. Closing his eyes, the Demon King focused, the cool aura of the orb tingling against his skin.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes, the orb's glow reflecting in them. "I can't directly sense them in a specific spot, but it looks like they are in some cave. At the very least, they are both still alive; otherwise, their souls would have entered the collection process."

He looked down at the eager faces of the small green creatures, their eyes wide with anticipation. "For the time being, kids, keep working hard and repairing broken gear and weapons. Take this opportunity and make your father proud." His voice resonated with a mix of sternness and encouragement.

With another snap of his fingers, the floating child gently landed on his feet, a soft thud echoing in the room. The creatures exchanged a glance, their faces lighting up with relief and determination.

"Can we go play when we finish?" they asked in unison, their voices tinged with hope.

"Play? What exactly do you mean?" the Demon King asked, a bit confused.

"Well, there isn't much playing to do other than the jungle course, but Aunt Kirana showed us a game called basketball!"

"Oh, that sounds a bit familiar. I will leave it to her—"

The Demon King was cut off as the door swung open, and Elithira walked in with Kirana following closely behind.

"I have brought her here, Father, just as instructed."

"Oh, good. Speak of the angel. The green goblin or whatever he is mentioned you had some sport set up for them?"

Kirana, holding a stack of papers, walked slightly behind Elithira and stated, "Oh, that is right. I mentioned that as a way for them to let off their boundless energy."

The Demon King nodded, the room's dim light casting long shadows across his face. "Very well. It's important they have a way to expend their energy constructively."

"But for now, be off, kids, and get back to assisting the elders with weapon restorations."

The two small green creatures nodded eagerly before sprinting out of the room, their footsteps echoing down the corridor.

"Kirana, I had Elithira bring you here because I suspect I have missed a key factor when it comes to Ty. I don't believe Erebos bringing him here was an accident either."

Kirana walked over to a table, the stack of papers held firmly in her hands. "I have been doing a little bit of research in my time because I still didn't understand how his skeleton situation was working, but I found out some important details."

The Demon King smirked, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "What, he has a secret soul inside of him?"

Kirana placed the papers down, fixing her glasses with a meticulous touch. "No, sir, he might actually have a second soul even deeper."

The room fell silent, the gravity of Kirana's words sinking in. The faint rustling of parchment was the only sound, mingling with the subtle scent of aged paper and ink.