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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasía
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Affliction

Malachi first hurled his blade at the troll who was still holding on to Opal after he had already asked him to put her down.

Tightening his grip on one of his blades, he hurled the thick cleaver-like short sword at the thick arm holding onto his friend. 

The blade's edge sailed through meat, tendons, and bone as if they were all made of warm butter.

The thick arm holding up Opal came tumbling down to the ground along with an inhuman deluge of blood that only barely missed her.

The chains of Malachi's weapon lengthened themselves extraordinarily, and with his telekinetic powers working in tandem with them, they became even more deadly than normal.

With the first troll still reeling from having his arm cut off, the bladed weapon wrapped around his fat neck almost as if it had a mind of it's own.

Using his own Herculean strength, Malachi yanked hard on the chain and pulled the massive troll clear off his feet and barreling toward him.