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Loki’s Successor System

Jin, a crippled teenager, lives in a multicultural society with a plethora of fantastical races all living in a modern world, where ordinary citizens are suppressed of magic at birth. Whereas, the Government, and people working for them, keep all of the Magic themselves. Jin’s entire teenage life changes forever on the last day of a stressful school term. He had been bestowed the power of a God. The power of the God of Mischief. Jin is caught in many dire situations given that he has been bestowed the system. Slowly, Jin becomes more powerful, and more … evil. The system slowly diminishes his sentience, and he transgresses to the cusps of the Mischief God he was destined to be. When later, all of the citizens, who’ve been suppressed of their magic at birth, begins to get their abilities awakened again. And the demon race, the most rebellious race, attacks the city for the systems. ______ The prologue is short because … let’s face it—nobody likes prologues… ———- Cover created and owned by the Author… ______ EXTRA - Update Stability: 1-3 Chapters per day, depending on power stone votes. Tropes you’ll find in this novel: Mature Content: If you can bare swear words, and some gore here and there, you’ll be fine reading this. R18 doesn’t imply rape and sexual content. System: There is a system, but it isn't the entirety of the story. The system isn’t the main focus here. Magical Realism: If you love magical realism, this might be your spice. Good paced Weak-to-Strong: MC will grow in strength at a respectable pace with the help of his system. ______

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261 Chs

Messed up

It was dark. Incredibly dark. We were standing amidst a benighted world of which we knew very little. But we weren't complete fools and we did know something else very well. The figures in the darkness; standing in front of us, were Nate and his gang. That thing we knew very well was that we were in yet another predicament we could no longer avoid.

Hanso was right.

And that meant we could have avoided Nate and the others but we stupidly chose not to just for the sake of comfort and reassured safety. We should've listened to him. I wanted to listen to him; and I was gravitating toward his reasoning—but after he had just made it a compulsion that we went and stormed off, I simply pursued his path.