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Malevolent Warlock: Sin Of Eternity

True evil needs no reason to exist. “All living creatures must die, but I wont. ” Once known as the most talented and knowledgeable scholar/philosopher across three continents, he basked in the praise and reverence of those around him. However, tragedy struck one fateful night when he bore witness to the cold-blooded murder of his entire family. Driven to madness, he embarked upon the path of power, the path of negative energy, and thus, The Great Demon, Badur, was born. In a single day, a mountain of corpses were stacked, many of which fell to his blade. However, during his final pursuit of revenge, he met his untimely demise. His soul was extracted and cast into the void, where it would endure eternal suffering. However, his jouney would not end here…… "What do you desire?" A grotesque creature floating in the void asked while staring at the bruised and beaten soul of a young man. [Ding!! Host has received Void grade Treasure] [Ding!! Goal has been set : Attain True immortality] A new lease at life is presented A deal with a Demon filled with resentment A new journey, a new Dawn With that the great Demon, Badur is reborn ps: the book won't progress the way other novels have been progressing. if you don't like a unique development then maybe this isn't the book for you.

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Prior engagement

"Ahhhh!!!"

With the swing of a massive cleaver sword, blood splattered into the air and landed on the face of a young man with white hair and bright blue eyes.

"Nice" the young man smirked before cleaning his face with his sweat infested arm.

The young man stood alone in a massive Hall shirtless and surrounded by corpses. It would seem to any passers-by like these corpses had been claimed by the young man.

And they would be right without a doubt.

"Useful....but not my type" the young lifted the gigantic sword over his head and shook his head. With the help of this weapon he had stolen from one of the soldiers here, he was able to wipe out the crowd bit by bit.

It was a masserce filled with bloodlust and rage....but this style, he didn't particularly like it. following his comment the young man squatted down and impaled the cleaver into a corpse.