Blood Legacy: New World Of Doom
"Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen." Ikaris, a genius student admired, exploited, and hated all his life for his brilliance, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into The Forsaken Lands, a fantasy world of myriad species born with the ability to use magic with imagination as their only limit. Alas, this gift carries a curse. The more you use it, the closer you are to death. After thousands of years of decline, the Free Races are fast approaching their demise, their survival threatened by this curse and an enemy that will not rest until it has devoured them all. Literally. Former allies and enemies, prey and predators are now cornered behind a huge wall, forced to collaborate to resist their invader. But can so much resentment and hatred be washed away so easily? Can predators and prey really overcome their instincts in the face of a common foe? Follow him on his journey from an ordinary human to a shining existence that will overturn the order established since the dawn of time. From an innocent soul to a merciless demon. From a human to something else. ----- Discord link: https://discord.gg/d8udP7Q
In Broad Daylight
Seeing the young woman walking towards him with an irate face, the boy looked away with an innocent air. Not fooled by his acting, she roughly grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground with one hand.
"Where is it Ikaris?! I won't say it a third time. Where did you hide my stele?" She asked trembling with rage.
Giving up on playing the fool, the boy's face darkened and he calmly retorted, staring her straight in the eyes,
"The Stele is with me, but you'll have to kill me to get it back. Your incompetence makes you unworthy of this Stele."
"You dare!" She screamed in indignation.
The grip around his neck tightened drastically and the teen began to choke, but his expression remained firm and adamant. It was a gamble.