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The Death: Origin of the Grimoire.

Ivan was an extremely talented human; he was handsome, great at fighting, and even smarter than the others; he was considered a prodigy at almost everything he did. But he was ordinary, or so he persistently believed, because ever since he gained a sense of self, he had been feeling distant to everything and everyone. But one day, when a strange phenomenon took place on Earth, Ivan was teleported to the "Unknown World." That was supposed to be the strangest thing that could ever happen in a human life, but Ivan accepted it as if it were natural. * After surviving persistently for 2,897 years, he was able to escape that cursed world. But it seemed like fate had other things planned for him; no, it was as if fate had abandoned him. An existence calling itself the "Law of Casualties" stopped him, denied the entirety of Ivan’s existence, and tossed him in "hell" after sealing away the power he earned for himself. He determined for himself that whatever happened, he would survive through everything and live a lazy and peaceful life with loved ones on Earth! And if he ever felt the need to, then even considering revenge. *** AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. [Warning: Please don’t expect constant uploads as I have another book going on, though I am expecting it to end soon, you can check it out if you want. I love romance and action so you can expect that, but the story won’t contain only that.] [It is a entirely new world (according to me at least), new monsters, bloody or gore scenes, regressor, transmigrators, angels, demons, dragons, wars, and ton more exciting things, personally I love this story, I’ll pour all of my imagination and do my best to show the entirety of my imagination on this story.] Power stone Goals [Or whatever I should have written here] -50 stones = one new chapter which I consider to be a [Return Gift] which will be written in the chapter name, why? I don't know, I just liked that thought. Hehehe. So [2 Chapters for 100 stones] Hmm... For now, let's keep it so that there will be a new chapter for every 50 power stones. [AN: Novel's schedule update!! Three chapters a week: Mon, Thur, and Sun! Extra chapters at the end of the week, if the goal is fulfilled of course.] Then, [Peace] Anyway, thank you for reading. Hope you enjoy the story, and [Peace]

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[Sinned Authority]

"While I shall consider our meeting a pleasure, it is rather unpleasant and brusque to be summoned without consent, Suzerain [System]." Ivan stated.

[[Sovereign] Ivan Lane.] The [System] called out at Ivan with his respectful title.

And as if the [System]'s call influenced and broke his restraintment, his ambience as an [Absolute Sovereign] was unveiled as it erupted out of his state of consciousness.

His ambience was a sign of acknowledgement for the [System]'s call and an [Unrecorded] prompt of his life.

Understanding that it was granted permission to speak, [As promised, I shall grant you another [Job]] It stated.

"I would rather have you wait, as the conditions required to be granted the said privilege are yet to be completed." Ivan stated calmly.

[The [Achievements] are [Accumulated] differently than what you have understood; and as your existence could be considered [New] within the worlds themselves, unlike the humans and beasts [Recorded] within a world's [Akashic Records], [Accumulation] of [Achievements] is rather easy for you, whose existence is considered [New]] It explained.

"Ho? Your explanation rather makes me curious about the [Achievements] I have [Accumulated]" Ivan said.

Both, the [System] and Ivan, were speaking formally as they acknowledge each other's level of existence that one could feel and tell by the other's presence, when they have personally understood what an existence truly means, and what it means to actually exist.

In common language,

It could be considered as a [State] above [God]s themselves.

While the meaning of a [God] is that of "an existence that exists upon the beliefs of its believers." It also means that that existence ceases to exist if their believers cease to exist.

[You should rather not] The [System] muttered.

"I shall conclude that." Ivan replied calmly.

DING-!

[[Recorded] [Achievements] of the user [Ivan Lane] are being unveiled]

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• [First Blood] [Condition: Kill a monster]

• [Identity] [Condition: More than 100 people should acknowledge your presence]

• [Hidden identity] [Chained Achievement of [Identity]] [Condition: the 100 people who have acknowledged your presence shouldn't be aware of your true identity]

• [Sidekicks] [Condition: have one or two people who have your back]

• [Ignorance is not always bliss] [Condition: gather basic knowledge of the world you have set foot in]

• [Magic Language] [Condition: Understand the language of magic]

• [Blessed] [Condition: Accept a blessing]

• [Active newbie] [Condition: complete a quest]

• [Seeker] [Condition: find a hidden piece]

• [Chad] [Condition: ignore a woman's sex appeal]

• [Calm and Collective] [Condition: stay calm in front of an enemy and make sure he/she thinks trice before messing with you again]

• [Refreshed] [Condition: get a refreshing bath and sleep]

• [Mage] [Condition: Awaken [Magic Power]]

• [Learner] [Condition: learn a new skill]

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"….." Ivan gazed at the [Recorded] [Achievements] solemnly.

If it was someone else in his position, they would either be weirded out or stop from reading their own [Achievements] in embarrassment, but Ivan did nothing of the likes as his mind pondered over various things and even brought out a final conclusion.

'I won't be able to avoid it if I'm not strong enough…..' Ivan thought, as he pondered and understood that whatever he was doing was being [Recorded].

It also meant that he had an eye over him, gazing down at each every move he would make; while also analysing the results of his actions and predicting his future life's choices with the [Recorded] choices he made in the past.

'It can predict...'

"Me?" Ivan muttered as his ambience turned strange.

[Ivan was bored since he gained a sense of self because he knew he would past anything and everything one way or the other. The things that cured his boredom were knowledge, sex, and the present.]

Does that summary ring a bell?

That was his life before, supposedly, [Rot] or [Chaos] eroded Earth.

Since then, his life had been unprecedented, just the way he liked it, no, rather he loved every bit of it, didn't matter if it was painful or exhausting, he loved and lived every bit of his life after the erosion happened.

Because,

Every moment was his to live.

Every bit of it was unpredictable and unprecedented.

But,

Now, the "[Recorded]" records seemed as if they were mocking him at his face by saying; it would live his life before he could.

In a situation like this,

Even if Ivan was a Saint, he wouldn't like it.

'I don't like it…..' Ivan muttered as his mind dazed as if somebody swung down a sledgehammer at his head.

[…..?]

WHOOOMMMMMMM!!!

An empowering and unfetter ambiance of sovereignty caped over his shoulders and rippled as it hung mid-space. It was greenish black at the beginning but turned redder and redder as seconds passed, until the cape ripped in mahogany red.

Ivan's pitch-black hair began to gain similar traits and morphed until his hair was fluttering in rose red colour, while his irises also morphed to ruby red colour with ripples that dyed his sclera pitch-black. His pupils dilated exaggeratedly until it seemed as if a mere glance was enough to engrave fear into the souls of those who met his eyes.

[Sinned Authority: Wrath]

Although involuntarily, those words were uttered out by Ivan, who took his [Wrath] form as his first [Sinned Form].

"How dare you-" Ivan roared on top of his lungs, but

SNAP-!

With a snap, Ivan's consciousness dazed again and he lost consciousness due to his [Magic Power] being drained without even a drop of it remaining in his reservoir.

Of course, 10 measly points of [Magic Power] wasn't ever going to be enough to take on a [Sinned Form]; Ivan too was aware of that fact, but the reason behind his actions was his [Untamed] [Magic Power].

[….. Wha] The [System], whose existence itself was shaken to its core due to the domineering ambiance released by Ivan, muttered in a shaky yet emotionless voice.

*

It was dumbfounded when Ivan suddenly muttered "Me?" a few moments ago, as it pondered over what was going on and why he muttered that out-of-context word so abruptly, his ambience oozed unfettered, making it, the [System], remember the look on his face and his evigheden and crudêl state when he tried to possess it before he was transmigrated back to the [Worlds Of Aerith], with consent.

The fear it felt at that time was reminded to it once more, as if he, Ivan, wanted it to always remember how terrifying he could be, if the situation asked for.

'[I had put that horrifying memory at the back of my [Records], since he had acknowledged the state of my existence…..]' The [System] thought Inwardly, in horror.

[His existence is too terrifying to be kept in the [Worlds Of Aerith], I need find a suitable world and a for sure way to send him away.....] It pondered before it granted him the [Job] according to his [Achievements].

'[I'll throw in an artefact as a compensation…..]' It thought as it felt something uncomfortable within its consciousness before it added in an artefact as a compensation, lest he got enraged over his [Achievements] titled weirdly.

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[User has been granted with the [Job: Trickster]]

[User has been granted the [Job exclusive skill: Mask Of Deception]]

[User has been compensated with the [Artefact: Glasses of Perspicacity and Discernment]

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BING-!

With a strange sound, Ivan's dispersing consciousness was sent back to his body, which leaned forward due to its own weight.

FHUMP-!

Zilla appeared next to him by the next instance and supported him, while making sure he doesn't fall.

But then,

Suddenly,

WHOOOSH-!

With a strong gust of wind, the light glaring down at the altar brightened as it granted Zilla something she could use.