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
Rejoice Ikaris
When he finally returned to the Transportation Portal, the sun was fully up. The sky was a cloudless, pure blue and there was a fresh breeze blowing gently. It was going to be a good day.
When he arrived, he saw neither Malia nor Ellie outside and concluded that they were still sleeping. Like him, they had spent a bad night, but unlike him, they had eventually fallen asleep.
In front of the cottage, the Tartarus Enforcer stood guard, inexpressive, its heavy cleaver resting on its shoulder. Perhaps subconsciously it knew it had to protect the two young women.
"Hello." Ikaris greeted his bodyguard spontaneously, but as he expected, the bodyguard had no reaction.