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Will of chaos

The Mc reincarnates in a world of magic and adventure as a Leech, follow his adventure in this mysterious and exciting world as he goes from the weakest creature to the shadow being that everyone is afraid of. Will he pursue the path of strength alone? Or without realizing it he will become the king of the greatest empire that ever lived. ----------------------------------------------‐---------------‐-------------------------------------- This is my first story and English is not my native language, I am using Google translator to translate the story for me, I accept opinions and questions in the comments for this week's chapter.-------‐--------‐----------------------------------------------------------------- I intend to make this a long story so all the development of the Mc and the world will be slow for a proper construction, be warned. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I know the first few chapters have some errors, but I've improved my writing as I progressed through the story, after 10 chapters there won't be that many errors. ----------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------------‐--‐---- Please vote for the tags. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tags: Male protagonist, non-human protagonist, evolution, adventure, action, harém, fantasy.

Pendragon_DNT · Fantaisie
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Cap 1595: I found you...

Davoth's Pov: 

When I opened my eyes there was a man in front of me, blue skin with long white hair, pointy elf ears, 3 silver horns on his head with the middle horn having golden patterns and a long tail covered in fur. 

He was tall with a wide body with well-built muscles, his eyes were black with the iris being white, his Aura alone was already in the ranks of the Demigods. 

"Good morning my lord." 

"I see, you were born... how do you feel?" (me) 

"Grateful to be born under your rule, my lord." 

"What do you think of your old life?" (me) 

"I... I don't understand the decisions my old self made, the way he ruled his people, the way he sought power, the way he saw himself... I can't understand his way of thinking." 

"Just his memory?" (me)

"Yes, but some others report having more than one set of memories." 

"Where are the others and my mother?" (me)