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Martyr The Devourer Of Wands

A martyr is someone that suffers persecution and death for advocating, renouncing, or refusing to renounce or advocate, a belief or cause as demanded by an external party while just like in Schrödinger's cat experiment, a person can also be considered alive and dead at the same time. This was the case for Nolamine's father. A tragedy that fell on him and one that Nolamine would learn about one faithful stormy night after meeting a witch. He is told that the only way to liberate his father is to travel to another world unseen by the human eye and kill his own father so he could go to the after life, something only he could do. Or though he is South Korean, he finds out that he is from somewhere else and that in itself makes him question who he is. Join him as he finds the truth about his family, discovers a new world, fights mystical creatures, beasts, demons, witches, wizards and warriors from this world and the other as he travels between worlds while possessing the ability to wield one of the rarest wands in history, a wand that devourers other wands. Considered weak by all, but holds a secrete of its own. Find out how a boy become 'The Devourer of Worlds'.

Excelsior_x · Fantasy
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246 Chs

Bloodline

Orignal was in another room, but Oriliar could hear him. Grimori came out of the shadows to greet Oriliar and take her up to where Orignal was.

  Lunzu just nodded his head and went back to the carriage to dispose of the bodies. Oriliar went into the castle and went into a dining room where Orignal was sitting in front of a dining table with food that had been prepared.

She sat down and Grimori gave her a plate. The room was eerie and dark but you could see with the little light provided by the candles.

"So, care to tell me what happened?"

Orignal asked while drinking a thick red liquid that was similar to red wine.

"I remember asking you to come back with as many slave Wizard Apprentices that you could buy. You seem to have come back with 5 of them, which would be great feet… that is if they were not dead."

Orignal said as he stared at Oriliar. She gulped before talking