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Epic Of The Demonic Sage

Lucius was a man born to a pair of lowly servants that worked for the Great Demon worshiping Barrom clan. Growing up in the harsh conditions of the Barrom clan where magic and power reigned supreme, he weathered through humiliation and schemes. Knowing that he wanted to be the oppressor than the oppressed, he began his conquest. Not averse to betraying or scheming, Lucius made use of his allies as mere pawns to be sacrificed. Learning that a powerful artifact lost eons ago was hidden in an ancient ruin, Lucius betrayed and sacrificed one of his closest people, his lover without hesitation. But he didn’t know that fate had a different plan for him and the artifact he had yearned for would send his soul hurtling across the cosmos, forcing it into the broken body of a young man called Asher Inanis. Coming to his senses he finds the world to be completely different where the magic of his previous world did not exist, but what did was ‘Gifts’. Witness how he learns about the world, gains power and reigns supreme against all odds becoming the Demonic Sage. P.S. This is a slow paced novel and has a lot of world development at start. If this is not to your taste, you may not like it. *** I do not own the cover, will remove it if asked. --- join the discord server : discord.gg/fkTbUfBRsH

Grand_Void_Daoist · 幻想
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A Parent's Loss

"Ah, what perfect timing, it's just about to begin," Lucius said. It was easy to learn more about a person through the way they operated through life.

'In fact, it might be even telling of what type of a person will become depending on their gift. Of course, it's the old nature vs nurture conundrum, and yet the answer does always lie somewhere in between.' Lucius thought.

Benjamin glanced at his father, Baron Hugh, and a mixture of feelings coursed through him.

Respect. Fear. Love.

It was a strange tonic of emotions that whirled around the young Lord's mind as he witnessed his father, the man who strove and drove him hard to study swordsmanship, also carry a sword himself.