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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasy
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336 Chs

Starting Off On The Wrong Foot

Malachi was currently in the back of a very nice limousine with blacked out windows. 

He'd been riding for quite some time now and he wasn't completely sure about just how much longer he had to go. 

His phone wasn't receiving any cell service, nor was it able to pinpoint his location on the map. 

He was completely and totally isolated. 

'Sun's still out... once it goes down I should be able to get a better grasp of my surroundings.'

As soon as he had the thought, the car began to slow down. 

A few minutes later, he finally came rolling to a stop and the door was unlocked. 

Pushing open the door, Malachi was briefly blinded by the bright white lights coming from above.

Once his vision adjusted, he could see that he was in a hangar surrounded by military vehicles that looked like they were straight out of a sci fi movie.