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Villainous Retribution

"Now tell me," Siegren mouthed dangerously. "Where is the numen of the Fallen God?" ** After the Fallen War, all realms of Aeterna were destroyed, and what is left is a crumbling remnant of the mortal world. Scattered in the four continents of this remnant are fragments of the fallen god's power—the numen. A chosen few were known to harbor the knowledge about the numen, and one of them is Lumi, a priestess who was imprisoned in a temple as a catalyst for divine power. One night, a gruesome massacre occurred in the temple, freeing Lumi from imprisonment. The attacker was Siegren, a mysterious man who has the ability to render divine power worthless. With a sword on the throat of the head priest, he asked for the numen of the fallen god. Lumi, who wanted to escape her predestined fate as the catalyst for power, offered a deal to the one who killed more than half of the temple's clerics—the man named Siegren. In exchange for his assistance in her journey to reunite with her parents, she would guide him to find the twelve lost pieces of the fallen god's power. Without the fear of retribution, the two embark on a journey to attain each of their objectives... only to find out that nothing about Aeterna is what it seems. ———————— • Both OP and Weak-to-strong tag is applicable as MC’s strength may appear OP at first, but as he discovers more enemies, he realizes he is not strong enough • Since MC collects numen of power, he gradually grows stronger • FMC and MC develops friendship as the story progresses • No harem • MC is an antihero but isn’t a psycho who randomly kills people. ———————— This is my entry for WSA 2022! Novel and Art is done by yours truly. Any form of support will be appreciated! • Chapters per day: 2-3 (daily updates) • NOVEL ART: Facebook, Twitter, & Instagram (chainslock_) • Fantasy Music Theme: https://youtu.be/ewLsklXif_I

Chainslock · Fantasy
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Drunken Night Trouble

"Siiiieeegreennn,"

Regrets.

"SIEEEGREEENN!!!"

That's right.

He regrets it now.

Siegren massaged his temple as the girl had buried her face into the table. She sluggishly spoke his name, muttering inaudible things he could barely comprehend.

"Why is this happening to me? Ugh..." She then lifted her gaze, forehead tinged red from the bump. "My head hurts..."

"That's enough," Siegren said as he took the pint of ale away from her. Clearly, this girl doesn't handle alcohol very well.

"I can't believe it. How come no one knows the Limollac house? I even tried Lilac, Lulac, whatever... but it doesn't ring a bell? Hic..."

Siegren looked around. The singing of bards paired with the lively harmony of the violin, and the clinking of glasses, has flooded the entire tavern with its cozy noise. On the stool sat cloaked individuals asking the bartender for information, while burly men, who seem to be mercenaries, proceeded to chug their beers while talking loudly.