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My Angel system

In old times a boy named Luis had lost his parents at a very tender age, he never even got to know who his parents were. With his parents gone he had to be taken care of by his wicked aunt who hardly fed him once a day, in effort to get food Luis was adviced to steal by a strange book without minding the punishment of burning given to thieves. When Luis was caught he ran into the forest and the villagers including his aunt chased him down with torches. "I think it's best I surrender now" Luis stopped running and was panting now. "I think I can see him!" he heard the village blacksmith shout. He took a little step backwards and down a hole he went. "Noooooo!!!" Luis screamed as he went down the hole, the last thing he saw was a red glowing light and then it was lights out for him. "What happened?" Luis groaned. "Where am I? And why is my body so cold" he said touching his arm" A screen appeard in front of him. [ System revived ] "What?" That was where the true journey began. Now the fate of mankind lies in his hands as he keeps completing tasks and quests to get stronger. Luis keeps getting stronger but the question is: Will he be able to stop Lucifer? Join my discord channel for more info about the novel. https://discord.gg/7DvJCBfvSy Also if you have time, you can check out The Angel System by ECM Manga.

Franklin_Nwakamma · Fantasy
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422 Chs

Fifty percent Life Force

"I cannot answer that question, you should just knock me out like you did to the others," Carl said.

"Are you sure you want that?" Luis asked.

"Nobody likes getting beaten up but either way I am not saying anything."

"And yet you wanted to beat me up," Luis said but this time there wasn't any response from Carl.

'You want it the hard way then.' The Angel thought.

[ Compel activated ]

Immediately after he received the message from his system his eyes received a white glow.

"What the…?"

"Why did you attack me?"

Immediately after asking that question the white glow left his eyes and was transferred to Carl's eyes as the second-year student had immediately lost control of himself.

"We are always here to beat up the Students who report George Freelyn," Carl said.

"And how do you know the students who come to report George?"

"The man in the booth tells us, he is the one in charge of the complaints department."