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#ACTION
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#R18
#MAGIC
#DARK
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#CULTIVATION
#ANTIHERO

Paragon of Death

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason. My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone! No, this is worse than hell! I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers. So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides Everyone said death is scary but I say it's the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation? Who would want to return to this crazy world? "It's not yet time for you to go... You have one more task to accomplish as my host" A voice called out to me. I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes. "Haven't I suffered enough? Can't I just rest?" I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world? "Don't you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don't you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!" The beautiful man said with an alluring voice. "You... Who are you?" I asked with an anxious heart. My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me. "Call me Death..."

3_Sins_Studios · Fantasi
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#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#R18
#MAGIC
#DARK
#HAREM
#OVERPOWERED
#CULTIVATION
#ANTIHERO

Cruel bullying

As the alarms blared and word of an intruder spread like wildfire, mages of various races, from Raizens to Lunos, Nagis to Loths, rushed toward the middle gate of the Beast Empire. They were driven by a common urgency, a need to confront the threat that had dared to breach their defenses.

However, their intentions were met with a mystifying sight. The gate, once a formidable barrier, was now shrouded in an expansive and rapidly spreading body of purple fog. Confusion rippled through the ranks of the mages as they beheld this eerie phenomenon.

Among the assembled mages, some were well-versed in the arcane arts and recognized the telltale signs of the Ancestral Haze Wolf ability. Whispers and hushed conversations ensued as realization dawned upon them. The legend of this ability was known far and wide, and its reputation struck fear into the hearts of those who heard it. Derek, the alpha of the Khan tribe, had dared to attack the Beast Empire, wielding this formidable power.