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Ascension Of The Strongest Warlock

William was a man whose source of work had turned him into the most wanted criminal in the world, but within those unfeeling eyes there held a throbbing warmth that belonged to his only surviving relation; his younger brother. However, his end came from that very same relation, and with endless pain, William breathed his last on earth only to find himself in a strange world and renamed; Jerouch. In a world ruled by warlocks and divine powers, sold by his family for awakening a worthless grimoire, Jerouch once again felt hurt and betrayed. Unknown to the world of Vastoria, a being with the name Jerouch had been gifted the greatest grimoire ever to exist. The treachery of two worlds had birthed a cold-hearted man who only sought power. With unyielding will on a path of slaughter, Jerouch vowed to forge his own ultimate destiny in a world where even the gods and demons had perished. ____ Check the pinned review for further information. Discord link: https://discord.gg/S455uQtE

MKmanyr · Fantasy
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Jerouch's eyes arched as he turned his neck in the direction he felt the light push.

However, as soon as his head turned backwards, his eyes met a familiar figure which made his heart skipped a bit.

Jerouch was met with a pair of glowing red eyes and the person's hand was resting on his lower back. The figure looked distraught, his eyes dead set on Jerouch… however, his eyes soon reverted to nornal, and he walked past Jerouch.

''T-tobbacco boy?'' Jerouch whispered, taking a few steps backwards subconsciously.

Everything happened in a few seconds and Jerouch could sswear that he wasn't imagining things.

Jerouch's head tilted downward, his eyes scanning his two palms with a slightly widened eyes.

'Why are my palms sweaty?' He questioned inwardly, his lips separating in utter disbelief.