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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

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Necklace Of The Damned

Waves of pain spread through Lucius's soul, but it was nothing he had not experienced before and was able to bear through. The Spike and chain had now been detached from the hell imprint and were held in his soul's hands now.

The chain was easily over a hundred meters long and had nearly thirteen hundred souls trapped in it. The chain started shrinking in Lucius's hand and soon turned into what looked like a necklace. 

There was a spike like pendant handing at the bottom of the necklace and if one looked closely they would realize that this was the very same spike that had impaled all of the souls before trapping them into the chain.

The souls themselves turned into motes of light that hung onto the necklace like gems. They were tiny and looked like sparling particles of gemstone dust instead. Lucius looked at the necklace in his hand and smiled.

"Necklace of the Damned… never thought I would ever hold one in my hands…" Lucius muttered to himself.