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Death God's System

“Don’t be a hero,” he whispered. “Heroes die alone.” Jester, the god of death and misery goes back in time to take revenge against his previous reincarnation. Keiren Astaroth finds himself at death's door, forced to pay for sins he did not commit. The seven races fought for a throne, the highest seat in the universe. Trapped in the future, Keiren must live as Caedes Volkov, someone the 7 races want dead. If that wasn't enough? Keiren Astaroth was the son of Ifrit, the first primordial. He was the rightful heir to what Jester was essentially stripped of. The Forgotten Throne. *** Note: The ML is Keiren/Caedes only. The book is written in different pov’s of ofher characters for a more in depth experience. [Webnovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] 100 Power stones = 1 bonus chapter

bearateme_ · Fantasy
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111 Chs

Takeover

Jester's POV

'Ahhh, it feels great to be back-' Taking a glance at my almost petite figure now, I grinned. Heheeheee, possessing his body was indeed successful- Elkan didn't lie. 

"Jester! What are you doing?? Why can't I move my body.. What is happening-" I could hear Keiren screaming inside my mind, tsk* 

Annoying pest. 

I turn my attention inward, finding myself floating in this body's mental space. There, in front of me was a boy dressed in white tunics and an overcoat. He had hazel eyes and his metallic hair hung on his forehead. I could see his fists clenched.

"My my~ Hasn't little Keiren become pretty docile?" I repeated, trying to sound like his dead sister.

This was the first time, however, that instead of rushing up to me and trying to shoot punches, this kid tried to rein his anger.

The boy stares at me in hatred. Taking a deep breath, he asks. "Why can't I control my body? What's happening-"