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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!

Mrboogey13 · Fantaisie
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Second God

Lucivar bit his lower lip hard, holding his bleeding left hand.

His eyelids were trembling uncontrollably from the pain from having four of his fingers, sliced was nothing to scoff at, this was the bloodiest battle he had ever been in. Lucivar very much hated the traditional confrontation like this, and this is the reason why.

Raising his gaze, he saw that the doppelganger was in the same condition.

As an exact copy of himself, the doppelganger also hated this situation.

But even then, the doppelganger was the first one to stand.

"I expected no less from you, bastard oracle, you tricked me to come out but in the end, you would never beat me," He said, stretching his arms to the side menacingly. "I am you and for that, you would never beat me without killing yourself!"

"Raarggh!" Lucivar shouted furiously and rushed ahead again.

Every step was a painful step and yet he forced himself forward, fueled by his bloodlust.