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BLOOD SILK

-- A small heads, early chapters have a quite bad grammar, I am fixing them asap, also the MC doesn't start as OP, he go through cultivation before it. -- "I always wondered until the day I died, why humans are such filthy creatures?" A Noble status, money, and power were the things that ruled this world, but Aaris Ralkier had nothing since the day he was born. His childhood was ridiculed by poverty and bullying by the nobles, hoping to change his world one day after becoming a great mage, his dreams were shattered because of his unique and miserable condition of possessing no mana. What he had in his life was his mother, the lowest witch who never wanted anything but his happiness, but she was taken away by the hands of aristocrats and the kingdom that was supposed to protect them. He lost everything, struggling to find his existence again he was betrayed and left to die at the hands of a dreadful demon and was framed even after his death. Reminiscing his life on his last breaths, he decided to take the demon soul along with his with the spell his mother forbid for him, Blood Silk. He lost his life too, but fate doesn't take mercy on him, his eyes opened once again, maybe a choice was given to him, suffer or fight. Like cursed blessing in his body, he set out on a journey to find his existence, lingering regrets, and goring grudges, in the realm ridiculed with divine curses & diabolical graces, everything is laid in front of him to quell or win. But red strings of fate only take it to weave a War, waiting to meet its End. P.s:- English is not my first language I am still a fledgling writer. reach to me on insta....zushe_sensei_016. Dis.:- I don't own the cover pic.

zushe_sensei · Fantasy
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213 Chs

I Win

Here Tara was still desperately trying to wake him up, meanwhile in the arena, many were mocking Ruth for her hollow hopes.

"Lady Ruth! Don't be an idiot, just forget about him, he is probably dead!"

"How is he going to fight? How stupid someone can be thinking an almost dead will come to fight, let me guess with Broken bones magia?! Hahaha!"

"Poor girl! She must've got her heart swept. Are all women in Grey house so easy? Should've obeyed his majesty, we are seriously wasting our five minutes over a dead's memorial."

The mockery was getting louder and some of the teaching staff was annoyed by this too,

"Why is Lady Ruth tolerating this foul mockery because of a hopeless guy! Does she really believe in the miracle, that puny guy with no mana will come here to get beaten up to death again?" A crabby professor growled at his seat.