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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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Welcome to Hell

"Under my tutelage, you shall become Death and Destruction, Absolute over Mortality, holder of the Throne of Hell." The creature with the female voice said in an unmistakable tone, forcing Minos to accept her words while on his knees, as a black crown landed on his head.

Minos tried to get out of that existence's grip, but her powers were too much against him. With only his energy and innate power, he could do nothing against the black creature.

The black crown passed over his head and entered his soul, making Minos feel his surroundings tremble terribly as something seemed to split his soul in half.

As he clenched his teeth and tried not to cry out in pain, the black creature took a step backwards as a golden figure appeared next to Minos.

"Devdar," the black being murmured in a tone that didn't sound the least bit frightened. But there was an undeniable respect in that word.