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Rise of the White Devil

I was always alone, throughout my life. People looked at me with disdain because I was an orphan without parents. Constant abuse followed me everywhere. I lost touch with how to interact with others. With each passing day, I grew more distant from my emotions until I scarcely recognized myself. The warmth of family and friendship felt foreign to me. In the end, I snapped, and I became what I hated the most... something that wasn't human anymore... something that shouldn't have been born... That was until I was reincarnated as Lucas Nightstar, granted a second chance at a happy life with a loving family. Now, I would do anything to protect them, live my life to the fullest, and was willing to destroy anyone who dares stand in my way of my newfound peace. Yet... Little did I know what fate had in store for me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first time writing a novel, so please give me feedback and point out my mistakes. English isn't my main language, so I could make some grammatical errors. I don't know how this novel will turn out since I am writing this for fun. I don't have a fixed schedule for when I publish chapters, but if I see that it is going well, I might get more serious with my upload schedule (currently 2 chapters/day). So please support me through this journey with reviews and power stones. Discord: https://discord.gg/9zZ69PVNFJ

Crypthh · Fantasy
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121 Chs

Battle Style

"Right, you did mention something like that," Lucas nodded as he remembered the last time they met, Nyx had something for him to help him get stronger.

Getting something from a Saint who is perhaps the oldest in Myrniel currently would surely benefit him.

'I wonder just how much he exactly knows and has,' he thought, as he wondered what exactly it was that would help someone like him.

An old book jumped out of the shadows beneath Nyx's feet as he grabbed it with his right hand.

The thin book's cover was pitch black, and Lucas found it hard to concentrate on looking at it.

"Here,"

Nyx handed it over to him under Lucas's puzzled gaze.

"It's a battle style," he elaborated, and Lucas's eyes widened.

'He knew?'

As if reading his thoughts, Nyx answered calmly, leaning back on the couch with his eyes closed and crossing his arms.