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Death God's System

“Don’t be a hero,” he whispered. “Heroes die alone.” Jester, the god of death and misery goes back in time to take revenge against his previous reincarnation. Keiren Astaroth finds himself at death's door, forced to pay for sins he did not commit. The seven races fought for a throne, the highest seat in the universe. Trapped in the future, Keiren must live as Caedes Volkov, someone the 7 races want dead. If that wasn't enough? Keiren Astaroth was the son of Ifrit, the first primordial. He was the rightful heir to what Jester was essentially stripped of. The Forgotten Throne. *** CHECK OUT MY OTHER BOOK “Villain Hiring”

bearateme_ · Fantasia
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111 Chs

A match

The first light of dawn barely touched the sky when Theo awoke, gasping for air. He sat upright, his entire body drenched in sweat, the thin blanket clinging to his skin. His heart thundered in his chest, and his hands trembled slightly as he wiped the dampness from his forehead.

A dream—or a nightmare—had pulled him from sleep, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall a single detail. Only a hollow, unshakable dread lingered in his chest. He sat there in the dim light for a moment, staring blankly at the wall as his breathing evened out.

"Just a dream," he whispered, though the words felt hollow.

"Pull yourself together," he muttered, splashing cold water on his face. Whatever the dream had been, it was just a dream—or so he convinced himself.

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