First Stygian Diviner:Apocalypse
“ You must level down to the rock bottom of hell”, a demonic voice said when he was summoned to the other side. Seth Johnson was 16 when he was sacrificed in a cleansing ritual organized by his parent’s cult, to find himself reincarnated and transmigrated to a new world that was already on the brink of extinction. People were divided by their magic power’s ranking to live in different regions and sat on ascending levels in the sky. Being born again as Isiah Duncan, the brother of Lucas Duncan the prodigy who brought the apocalypse to this world was confusing to him, he who had no powers to survive, until he was forced to level down instead of leveling up, using the diabolic core of magic instead of the divine one … --------------------------- Tags: reincarnation, transmigration,male lead, fantasy . Schedule : daily updates( 2 chaps/day). Chapter length: 1 k .sometimes more. The cover :the new cover is mine, I don't allow anyone to use it , it is made specifically for tgis webnovel. The characters in this cover are :Isiah Duncan and Eijar . -------------------- bonus chapters: 10 golden tickets: 01bonus chapters 50 golden tickets: 05 bonus chapters 100 golden tickets :10 bonus chapters -------------------------- Check out my other works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *I Brought Apocalypse:Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared . -------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server :https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page : https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack
Astrid
The girl wasn't oblivious; she had noticed Isiah from the moment she sat next to him.
His decision to engage in conversation caused an instant blush to spread across her face.
"Please, tell that to my superiors," she replied, her tone carrying a feminine touch as she tried to capture Isiah's attention.
As Isiah looked ahead, trying to appear preoccupied, the girl seized the opportunity to flirt.
"You know," she said with a playful tone, "if you were my superior, I'd never complain about working overtime. I might even volunteer for more shifts just to spend time with you."
She flashed a teasing smile, clearly enjoying the playful banter.
She leaned in slightly, her tone playful and flirtatious. "Maybe you could convince me that breaks are better enjoyed with good company. We could ditch the work stress and share a moment under the shade," she suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.