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Warlock of War: My Ares System

Check out my other novels - |Arpious of the Planes| |The Rise of Quetzalcoatl| |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| -- Same Universe - |Warlock of Wisdom: My Odin System| |Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System| ------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a cold and lonely death on the battlefield despite the thousands of warriors around me and the beating sun shining upon my corpse. In the year 431, I had died on the battlefield. I was reincarnated into a new world, hoping my life would be better, but I ended up in a more miserable situation than before. As the sickness began to eat the insides of my mother, a saving grace that would pull me out of the darkness, but into the abyss... had come. [A system is being chos- [Interference by higher being] [Error] [Authority is insuffici- [Error] [Authority is sufficient] [Your god has been selected] [Your system has been granted] [Ares System is being installed] ------------------------------------------------------------------- Please inform me in the comments of a chapter if it seems unreadable because there are times when I get so bored that I just don't edit it. -- Twitter - @equuipwebnovel Discord - equuip#6686 -- paypal.me/AuthorEquuip Any money you send will help me commission people to create new covers for my novels. -- Thank you to dini_galeri for the amazing artwork!

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The Torn Mansion of Lust

As Orion ascended the grand staircase of the goddess of lust's mansion, the once opulent surroundings began to betray signs of decay. The luxurious facade that had once adorned the halls now wore the scars of conflict, with cracks and fractures snaking through the decadent architecture. The very foundation of the mansion seemed to groan under the weight of cosmic turmoil.

Reaching the bottom floor, Orion was greeted by a scene of surreal disarray. The once lavish chambers, adorned with seductive motifs, were now marred by the clash of conflicting realities. The air crackled with lingering energies from the battle, and the walls themselves seemed to pulse with the residual effects of the cosmic struggle that had unfolded.