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Death Ascension

[WPC#202 Bronze prize winner] “If I become a Seraph, they can’t possibly send me back to hell, right?” Mikael Lee was dead. Just when he thought he could finally rest in peace after living in misery, he was condemned to an eternity in hell. But he refused to accept his fate! He escaped to Phantas, a world of magic and monsters, and received the Ascension system. Determined to achieve redemption, Mikael vowed to do good deeds. Together with his partner, the two souls who shared one body sought to purge evil… but the incarnations of the seven deadly sins continuously test their principles. Will Mikael fight them as an Angel or will he join them as a Demon? ------- [Preface The Ascension System is a program granted by the universe to beings who attained the hidden qualifications. Players are given the choice to either become a Demon Lord or a Seraphim by collecting bad or good karma, respectively. The creator of the universe has ordained that ‘beings of free will’ be appointed as ‘Players’ for balance. For Chaos and Order. For Yin and Yang. The players shall be given Providence to defy their own fate and forge their own paths.] ------ ** Want to refresh your palate from all the overly edgy teen MCs? tired of all the Jade beauties throwing themselves at MC? or the System-dependent MC? then this story is for you! (Ahem. not saying those tropes are bad tho. Peace!) **Please give it a read until the 2nd volume before deciding whether it's your cup of tea :D * cover not mine, if you know the artist, please tell me so I can give proper credits.

Tiene_Lass · Fantasy
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132 Chs

Innocent gifts (Part 2)

"Found it!" Deon grabbed a large rectangular box wrapped neatly in white paper and ribbons. On one side was a card written with the Countess' cursive writing.

[To: Prince Deon Hensworth

Wishing you luck.

Sincerely,

Anntoinette Blaire.]

SsshhK!

The sound of ripping paper dominated the quiet office as the boy tore the white wrapping away.

"Oh, F*ck! That's awesome!" Mikael admired the countess' gift from over Deon's shoulder.

Carefully laid in the maroon velvet lined box was a toy soldier that reminded Mikael of the movie [The Nutcracker]. Only, the craftmanship was so exquisite that it almost looked real. From the clothes made of high-quality fabric to the black leather belt and boots to the shining silver sword and the finely sculpted soldier. Anyone could tell that the toy was a product of so much dedication, love, and time.

Mikael placed a finger on his chin while inspecting the toy, "I bet this is hella expensive too…"