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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 · Fantasi
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177 Chs

Awkward Air

As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the curtains.

A golden glow spread across the bedroom, beginning from the walls and eventually shining upon the person sleeping soundly on the queen-sized bed. Visibly—the rays disturbed her, causing her eyelids to tremble.

Groaning lightly, the purple-haired woman flipped her body and faced the ceiling.

She took in a deep inhale and rubbed her eyes gently.

"Eughh... I'm so dizzy," Leandra muttered, the hangover was getting to her. "What time is it?"

Opening her eyes, she forced herself to sit up with a sluggish stretch.

Her bleary eyes wandered around the familiar contours of her own room, confusion knitting her brow, "How did I get here?" She pondered aloud—but the thought barely formed before memories of last night came flooding back.

Her eyes widened in horror.

And with a mortified gasp, she flung herself face-first into the pillow, muffling her groan.