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Ascension of the Dark Seraph

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict. Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past. Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world. Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed but fate intervened, he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city. In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel. A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought to be. In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins. While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel. "Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win" ——— Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods. A trickster God. An arrogant God. A chaotic God. A wrathful God. A puritanical God. Read to find who these Gods are! ——— Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!

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Shield and Sword Game

Lucivar followed Thalia out of the room and stepped into a circular arena.

It wasn't anything massive but spacious enough but there was enough space to breathe with an arena floor wide enough for physical activities—but intimate enough to see the tension, in each movement.

 He and Thalia stood at the right entrance and across them was the other pair.

In the middle, there was a referee with a whistle around his neck.

Glancing to the side, Thalia grabbed a wooden sword and so did Abigail.

Both girls are going to be the swords while the guys the shields, a perfect match-up.

"Remember, no violence is allowed," the referee, declared the rule. "sword can only use—the designated wooden sword to strike the other sword, and as for the shield, lethal strikes such as punching and kicking aren't allowed. Also, only shields could grab the flag"

"Is there any question?" the referee checked the two pains and nodded. "First to three wins"