Waking up in a coffin as the 7th Generation Demon Lord with a legendary gender-bending ability already felt like a cosmic prank...

  Until I learned, I also needed an official 'legendary name'. The universe clearly wasn’t done ughing at me yet.

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  Charmie stepped forward again, holding a massive, ancient looking book that was so thick it probably doubled as a weapon.

  “The Book of Prophecy has been prepared,” she announced proudly.

  The room instantly straightened up.

  Demons stood in formation. Someone dropped a drum. A kid demon saluted.

  “According to the sacred prophecy,”

  Charmie continued,

  “the name of the 7th Demon Lord shall be revealed upon awakening.”

  She cleared her throat.

  Very dramatically.

  “The 7th Generation Demon Lord’s true name is…

  Nuu–Gé–Thá.”

  [System Loading…]

  [Initializing Creating Name...]

  [Announcement: The 7th Generation Demon Lord’s official name is Nugget. Please cp accordingly!]

  The hall erupted and all of them kneeled.

  “All hail Nuu–Gé–Thá!!”

  “So powerful!”

  “The sylbles alone carry weight!”

  “A name that will save us!”

  I blinked.

  “…Excuse me,” I said slowly, “did you just say Nugget...?”

  The cheering froze for half a second, then resumed even louder.

  “A divine term!”

  “Surely a word of destruction from the Human Realm!”

  “So majestic!”

  “A legendary name!”

  I rubbed my face.

  “No. Listen. Nugget is...” I stopped myself.

  How do I expin fast food to these demons?

  “It’s… not cool... not legendary,” I said carefully. “At all.”

  Charmie tilted her head. “My Lord, is Nugget a cursed word?”

  “No... It’s just,” I sighed. “It’s embarrassing.”

  The demons gasped.

  “Embarrassing…?”

  “I thought it was cool!”

  "But... the Book of Prophecy said...!"

  The moment that sank in, the murmurs swelled and blended together until the whole pce descended into pure, chaotic noise.

  “No, no...!” I waved my hands.

  “Listen! I just don’t want to be called Nugget for the rest of my life... I mean... I always thought Demon Lords had literally cool names with words like war, cursed, or destruction in them.”

  Nugget… a name so humiliating my internal screaming could’ve summoned another demon.

  The room went silent.

  Then panic erupted.

  “We can’t change it!”

  “The prophecy will curse us!”

  “If we disobey the book, our crops will fail!”

  “I just renovated my cave!!”

  Charmie looked genuinely troubled.

  “I’m sorry, my Lord… the Book of Prophecy is absolute. Changing the name would bring misfortune upon the Demon Realm."

  I crossed my arms. “So you’re telling me, I have no choice?”

  I stared at the book. Then at Charmie.

  “…What about an anagram?” I asked.

  The room went silent.

  Charmie’s eyes widened. “An anagram…!”

  She flipped the ancient pages furiously, whispering to herself. Symbols glowed. Dust flew everywhere. It looked extremely important.

  Then she straightened.

  “My Lord,” she said proudly, “the prophecy allows the name to be rearranged once! It will randomly generated by the Prophecy, are you satisfied with this?”

  I leaned forward. “Deal, anything but Nugget... Please don’t mess this up. This was my only chance.”

  I silently prayed to the RNG god. Please, just this once, bless me with something that doesn’t ruin my dignity.

  She raised her voice.

  “From this day forth, the 7th Demon Lord shall be known as...

  Geh–Tú–Gán.”

  The cheering was instant.

  “All hail Geh–Tú–Gán!!”

  “What a powerful name!”

  “So sharp! So violent!”

  Charmie bowed deeply.

  I froze.

  “…Wait.”

  I mouthed it slowly.

  “Ge… Tu… Gan…”

  “…That’s Getgun...?!”

  [System Loading…]

  [Initializing Changing Name...]

  [Announcement: The 7th Generation Demon Lord’s official name is Getgun. Please cp accordingly!]

  My vision went white for a second.

  I nearly fainted.

  Charmie nodded happily. “Yes, congratutions, my Lord Getgun.”

  The demons were already losing their minds.

  “A name of destruction!”

  "Something gun Demon Lord! Yeah!"

  “Perfect for the Demon Lord!”

  I looked around at the screaming, cpping demons.

  “Excuse me? Are you all programmed to cheer at literally everything about me?”

  At this point, I was pretty sure they’d cheer even if my name was 'Poop.'

  I sighed.

  “…Fine,” I said. “Getgun it is.”

  The room erupted again.

  Honestly?

  Still stupid...

  But, yeah...

  ...

  At least it wasn’t Nugget.