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Black String of Fate

"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?" Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived. 'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on. Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first! Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.' As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world. ************** Discord Server (fixed): https://discord.gg/rZhT6zdp2f Author is on a break, exams are coming soon. The placeholder chapters are being updated, so you will not be notified if you add to library, since it's technically not a new chapter. ...Plus working on a new book that'll be released next year

Audatic · Fantasi
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Meeting after two years

In the secluded mountains far away from the small town of Lehoria, a man could be seen in a meditative pose. He was dressed in simple clothes, but his size, stature, demeanor, and aura told a completely different story. With his sword lying to his side, he looked like a war god taking a brief moment of respite.

But soon, his respite was suddenly disturbed. A knock on the door came, and Arkham sighed and said aloud,

"Come in, it better be important…"

The door, which was a Japanese-style sliding one, opened, and a young man wearing the uniform of the outer sect disciple came in. Looks of nervousness was easily visible on his face, since he accepted this job for some quick cash, not expecting to meet the vice-head personally.

"It is a letter addressed towards you. The name is one which is in your VIP list, and you have protocols to inform you as soon as possible…"