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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

Isaac_black · Fantasy
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Nelrovin-Dark rain summouning spell

Nothing, no explanation….

Isiah had a reflex to look above him whenever he felt down, he always looked at Emperium when he was in the old globe, and here there was only darkness above him.

It is not like he liked the view, Isiah never liked something hovering above him yet he liked to remind himself of what were his goals.

Isiah read that note a few times more, then closed his eyes, that writing style was not for someone angry or in pain or even hesitant person.

The person who wrote that note was so calm when he did that, but the matters he was discussing didn't seem like good things anyways.

"Everything is a lie," Isiah said as the words kept on being repeated inside his mind.