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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
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174 Chs

The date of birth is mine.

If Owen were to tell Daniel something about the date of birth he saw at the back of the paper, there is no doubt he would have to expose himself a bit. Except he gives him a subtle comment and leave the man to imagine things on his own. He couldn't lie that it was someome else's date of birth. 

Daniel would ask him who. He might decide to not leave him alone till he spills whose date of birth it is. 

"So whose date of birth is that?" Daniel asks, tapping his left leg on the floor. 

Owen first clears his throat and stares outside. The place they were seated at has a transparent view of everyone outside. He couldn't tell if people outside could also see them but judging by the way people just walked by without bothering to even look in, he guessed only the people inside could see the ones outside. "If I tell you this, it will be up to you and your imagination. I will not answer any other question again."