I Was Summoned As A Hero, But I Became The Demon Lord Instead

(POV A Fluffy Bunny at the bottom of a well)

I struck the jackpot! An immortal's brain! Hahaha, I can get all the golden carrots I want with this. That immortal was so weak though, he couldn't even capture a weak little Fluffy Bunny like me. If it wasn't for the fact that he wouldn't die even if I fought him I'd have killed him then and there. I can't believe how generous the big boss lady was to toss out a freebie to a weak little bunny like me though. To be honest, it's suspicious, but what do I care?

Once I hand this over to the Zombie King on the 90th floor, I'm sure to make it big and evolve into a Pink Fluffy Bunny at level 30. I'm sure I'll send chills down the spines of my enemies the moment they see me in all my fluffy splendour. I'll be able to look down upon them from above and laugh out loud while shouting, fear me you unworthy peasant fluffy bunnies below level 30! I'm sure all the female White Fluffy Bunnies will fall to their stomachs to lick my majestic paws.

However, pink is only a pit stop in my grand journey to the peak of power. I am an ambitious bunny who knows not the plight of the plebeian rabbits grovelling before me in my path. The rankings for Fluffy Bunnies from weakest to strongest is white, pink, silver, gold, orange, green, red, blue, violet, black. I will definitely one day become the black rabbit king and even dominate over those blasted humans.

Not even the big boss lady will be able to touch me in the future. I can just imagine her pleading for my mercy when I surpass her and break free of her control. Of course if she willingly submits to me and becomes my concubine I may consider letting her live.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

I'm finally here!

"I've come with an important mission. I must deliver a certain item to the Zombie King. Please grant my humble self a meeting with the honorable one."

"Hah? A weak useless little White Fluffy Bunny like you dares to request a meeting with the Zombie King? Have you lost your marbles? Do you want to die?"

"I'm here on orders of the big boss lady."

The moment those words came out of my puffed up cheeks, the pitiful zombie knights trembled slightly and started whispering back and forth to each other.

"Guys, there's no way a little Fluffy Bunny could actually be here on orders of the almighty queen of the night who rules over the dungeon, right? Why would she send a weakling like this? Is she underestimating us zombies and our king?"

"But what if he's telling the truth and we end up offending her? Not even our king would get out with his head in tact if he offended her."

"Should we just let him through and act like we saw nothing?"

"That would probably be the safest choice, right?"

"Yeah, let's just do that."

"You may pass."

Aren't these zombie knights a bit too stupid to be used as guards? Well, they are zombies after all.

Of course, I didn't stick around long enough for them to start second guessing themselves and skedaddled out of there venturing deeper into the residence of the zombie king.

The place really wasn't as majestic as one would think it would be, it was really just a straight hallway that led into a big open room. It was a very basic and standard boss room set up you could find in many other floors of the dungeon. Even the 100th floor was rather plain and simple, it seems the big boss lady didn't care much for that sort of thing. She didn't seem to be very attached to material possessions and was fine with the utmost b.a.r.e minimum. Her entire floor was just a flat wide open area filled with only pure darkness without any sort of obstructions.

Of course, there were some boss monsters on floors above that paid more attention to detail and whatnot. In fact, there were two floors in which full blown cities were created. They were located on the 50th floor and 70th floor. They were paradises intended for monsters and demons to live in, where both monsters and demons coexisted together in a mutualistic give and take relationship unlike humans who only knew how to slaughter our kind in the name of their so called god.

As for where the demons came from, it was said they were descendants that were saved from being enslaved by humans in an empire long, long ago. It's unknown just how old the big boss lady is, but her strength is truly unimaginable. But the big boss lady didn't abuse her power and treat monsters like me poorly, she even let us live as we wished.

In my opinion, for someone who was the true demon lord, I really found that she was far too kind. But when the stories are told of her heroic tale where she slaughtered an entire human empire, I'm forced to think otherwise. It still sends shivers through my little rabbit pelt whenever I think about a big boss lady drenched from head to toe in the blood of her sworn enemies.

A voice abruptly broke the silence and interrupted my train of thought. It was the voice of the person I was seeking out to make a trade.

"What business does a weak Fluffy Bunny like you have with me? Actually, now that I think about it, how did a weakling like you even get here? What am I paying those useless zombie knights for when they can't even keep out a White Fluffy Bunny?"

"Your kingship, I have come to do business."

"Oh? Hahaha! Is this a joke? What sort of business proposal could a tiny little Fluffy Bunny strike up to interest a mighty zombie king like I?"

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Damnit, we rabbits are the ones who gave birth to the art of cl.i.c.k.i.n.g one's tongue. Anyways, just wait until I'm a Black Fluffy Bunny, I'll make sure you grovel before me begging for forgiveness you overconfident zombie king.

It was about time for me to reveal my trump card. I spit out the brain that I had somehow barely managed to hide in my cheek this whole time.

"You see this brain?"

"What of it? It's just a brain right? I've eaten tonnes of them already to reach my level."

"Then what if I said this was the brain of an immortal being on the same level as the big boss lady?"

Well at least his ability to not die was. He looks like a total weakling in terms of combat ability when compared to the big boss lady, but this idiot doesn't need to know that.

"Hah? An immortal's brain? Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe that?"

"It's true though, the big boss lady is the one that extracted it personally and tossed it away as a freebie. I was lucky enough to get ahold of it. Think about it, if you were to use this immortal's brain, you'd surely gain a significant amount of strength."

If you're lucky, maybe your pathetic intelligence stat would go up a few notches too.

Luckily it looked like my words were slightly effective, it appeared he was a bit swayed and I could see he was slightly struggling to make a decision. It's best to strike while the iron is hot.

"If I were to ingest such a valuable brain, although a rabbit like me could gain a bit, it would surely be a waste. Only someone mighty like you is worthy of a priceless treasure such as this. A pitiful weak creature like me can only look up to those as powerful as your highness the zombie king."

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Who knew rabbits had such good eyes."

"Of course, it is only natural for all lower beings like me to worship one as dashing as you. I even heard the big boss lady say how highly she thought of you which was why you were the first person I brought this immortal brain to."

The truth is, you're the only brainless floor boss I thought would be stupid enough to fall for this. For any other floor boss I don't have any sort of confidence to hoodwink them as easily as I would when compared to your dumb a.s.s. To be successful in life as a Fluffy Bunny, you must of course know how to be cunning.

"Since I'm in a good mood, I suppose I don't mind rewarding you a bit for your efforts. What would you like?"

"100 gold carrots."

"Hmm? Is that all?"

One must lowball at first to make a good impression.

"I couldn't dare be greedy with a generous kind hearted zombie king like you."

"Not bad, not bad little rabbit. Since I like you and since you did go through quite a bit of effort to bring me this immortal brain I can't be stingy with a good little friend like you. I'll make it 1000 gold carrots and this mark of the zombie king. No one will dare bully you if you show them this mark."

I'm freaking rich! Holy cow, I really hit the jackpot! My great god like moronic zombie king, you are my idiotic, brain dead hero!

He handed over a storage ring that contained the 1000 gold carrots. The mark of the zombie king was engraved on the storage ring. I put the ring in my mouth, said my words of thanks and quickly departed.

Shortly after leaving when I had passed all the guards at the end of the tunnel, I heard a loud shout, "wretched scheming rabbit! You dare plot a scam against me?!"

My little wabbit heart nearly leaped out of my mouth as I ran away at my top speed. I don't quite know what happened, but I knew for sure something had gone horribly wrong.

As such, I made haste and made my great escape back towards the bottom of the dungeon fleeing for fear that my life was now endangered for somehow ripping off the zombie king.

What can I say though? It was a fair trade, wasn't it? If the zombie king was somehow incompetent and something happened to the brain, what does that have to do with a widdle Fluffy Bunny like me?

When I finally made it back to the bottom of the dungeon what greeted me was a slightly surprised voice.

"Oh? Ara? You're back already? Huhuhu. Where have you been all this time little rabbit?"

Big boss lady was smiling knowingly at me as though she knew everything.

"What happened to the brain I let you have?"

Big boss lady is really scary after all. The look on her face told me she knew everything I had done. Since the deed was done, I could only play dumb. I innocently approached her with a stupid blank look of naive innocence on my face. I was determined to show my utmost submissive expression with my eyes as large and adorable as possible. I nuzzled my head against her b.a.r.e leg and rolled on my back to expose my stomach to her.

"Well since you're cute and no harm was done, I suppose I can let you off."

Big boss lady looked left and right to make sure the coast was clear before she knelt down and hugged me while she pressed and rubbed her cheek against my fur.

"Soft and fluffy as always I see. By the way if you leak anything about me to anyone, especially him, I'll make sure your death won't be pleasant my little bunny friend."

Yes ma'am, yes!

"Still trying to play dumb like you can't talk when you're around me? Am I really that scary?"

Yes, you are!

Maybe she noticed my trembling body, but she dejectedly put me down with a sigh.

"Haaah. He's the only one that doesn't tremble when I embrace him. What am I supposed to do? He's just food. Why's he getting so c.o.c.ky all the time?"

Well, he can't die after all. I'm pretty sure that's a fairly good reason, right?

"It's also so infuriating how I couldn't even win one game of Shogi against him as well."

Aren't you just bad?

"There were so many times where I had him in a corner, but he always turned the tables on me at some point."

Are you sure you're not just bad?

"One more year to freedom, huh? But what's the point of going out there now? Won't undoing the seal just bring about a new era of war in this world? If I release the denizens of this dungeon into the world, the gods are sure to equalize and balance things out so the despicable humans will become strong enough to fight back to defend themselves. They may start summoning heroes en mass if that happens as well. What if I give them a heads up beforehand and deliver another prophecy? If the humans summon heroes beforehand and train them up, maybe the gods will consider the playing field to be equal and not stick their noses where it doesn't belong."

Changing the topic now, are we?

"If I don't act and leave things to him and that new servant of mine, that should be able to slide under the radar, right? The gods probably wouldn't react if they raised their own army from scratch, right?"

"What do you think mister Fluffy Bunny?"

How the hell would I know?! Actually, why are you dropping a bunch of bombs while I'm around?! What is this talk of godly intervention anyways?! The scale of her mumble's content were far too high level for a mere level 20 White Fluffy Bunny like me to comprehend.

I could only tilt my widdle wabbit head to the side cluelessly and continue to look at her with large wide open eyes that screamed "tehe? I'm just a widdle wabbit minding my own widdle business. Please don't involve me in matters concerning the future of the world. Pwetty pwease with a chewwy on top?"

It was as though there was some sort of mystical connection that formed between the two of our locked eyes in that moment and it felt like we fully understood each other. She merely let out another light sigh with a lonely smile. For some reason it really appeared she wished that there was someone's shoulder she could lean against and rest her head on. Her crimson hair dr.a.p.ed down behind her as she curled up into a ball sitting and hugged her legs tightly while firmly pressing them up against that fair white c.h.e.s.t of hers. She was looking somewhere far off into the distance with her two crimson moons for eyes leaving me curious as to what she was presently thinking about.

After some time spent in silence admiring the picture perfect beauty big boss lady, she inevitably broke the silence and said, "You can't go, no leaking things like this to him either, okay? If you try, I can assure you, you will be dead long before the words finish leaving your mouth."

That was when it hit me. Yep, I'm just a wabbit, I don't understand speech at all. My short term memory also doesn't seem to be very good either. Four minutes from now I'll surely forget about everything. It's really best to act like I saw nothing of this vulnerable side of hers.