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Reincarnated with the god of death system.

'Everyone thinks they can fight the darkness, until they come in contact with it.' Died only to be reincarnated into the body of a side character. How unlucky can one get? A side character in a book who was killed by his family. A reader who incarnates into the body of the side character and awakens the most unattainable, sought after, god of death system. Owen at first is excited he has an invincible system that will give him lots of powers, unique weapons and super abilities. Till he finds out how his system operates and is left wishing he could die once again. 'CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE ACQUIRED 12 PLATINUM GIVING YOU A LIFETIME. VILLAINS DOOR WILL OPEN IN FEW SECONDS.' 'Dear host, welcome to the villain god of death system. Your first mission will be awarded soon.' 'Dear host, villain door first mission: Destroy the house of Saraphine.' House of Saraphine: The power house that contains infinite dragon energy. Destroying this will help host attain the dragon energy and create chaos in the world. 'Dear host, every action in the villain god of death system will affect the human world. Time for mission: 48 hours.' It was now Owen knew the god of death system isn't exactly what he had thought it was from the start. With so many manipulations going on, he is led to a path of unfulfilled journey filled with deceit and evil schemes. If Owen will be able to defeat his system and unravel the mysteries of the system and the worlds depends on how dark and cold he can let his heart be. "Isn't that Owen Duurm?" "Shhh....don't be so loud. Last week he had a falling out with the Prime Minister, and told him 'I hope you get home safely' our prime minister died the moment he stepped foot into his home." the lady was obviously sacred as she spoke and stares at the handsome man walking down the hall. "Isn't he the dummy of the Duurm family?" The lady released a sad sigh. "He used to be. But now, he is not just his family's terror but our terror. The whole country's nightmare."

Adela_Writer · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
174 Chs

Give me control.

Owens' frown turned into a poker expression immediately.

The words of the mask guy he had encountered  in the forest of one thousand vultures began ringing in his head. 

Why do they think he is a weakling? 

Okay maybe the former Owen was a weakling but that doesn't mean they have to say it to his face. Especially  now that he has the gods with him. 

"Why does everyone think I am a weakling?" 

Just as he spoke, his system suddenly brought a notification.

'Dear host, would you like to convert a soul to an energy?' 

His AI was not here to tell him not to use the souls he had gathered and so he went through with it. He watched as the system proceeded to convert a soul into an energy and only had to wait seconds to get it done. 

'Dear host, you have been granted 300 energy.'

Owen could feel the energy rushing through him already. His hands automatically balled into a fist. He didn't know why but he felt excited. He smiled at the man and signals for him to come forward.