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Strongest Angel's Death Wish

After refusing the government's call to action amidst a hellish war, a prospective game developer was locked away in solitary confinement to await punishment… And then one day, he suddenly woke up in a new universe! A universe of magic and Gods! However, there was something strange… For one, he could not remember his name, and had to give himself a new one: Mikhail. And secondly… "Harbinger of Misfortune!" "Scourgeborn!" The superstitious always reacted strangely whenever they saw his face. However, it didn’t take long for a fool to clue him in. “You’re the spitting image of Michael the Mad!” Michael… That was Mikhail’s original name. Yet, there was a disconnect. That wasn’t his name. Not anymore. No… That was the name of the most feared being in the world! A bonafide demon that even the infamous Demon Clan was afraid of! Mikhail’s other half. The being that the God of that world had sealed inside of him. The demon that should’ve only been a hurdle on Mikhail’s journey to achieve his goal. But, Michael isn’t someone that can be dealt with so easily… *** Don’t fall behind! While I may be a busy dishie, I’ll always upload at least once a day! An extremely special thanks to my proofreaders Chaos_Prime, diablo247, Divine_Noel, KnowledgeableSnake, mderinat, Mordiadies, Tekbox, and my lovely bride to be MissesFlare! Cover art by Derek-Paul Carll

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232 Chs
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Tainted Memories

"Yeah, it was funny how he was always trying to get you with the Saber Gambit," Azalea said, laughing heartily.

They had been reminiscing about the time they had spent with Amir over the past few hours.

They felt that now, they could finally — and properly — lay Amir's soul to rest.

So, when all was said and done, the two took a deep breath. And then, at the same time, they said…

"From the promised land we come, to the promised land we go… Be free, our friend. Be free, amazing Amir."

They both sighed as they felt the heavy burden on their hearts grow lighter. The silence, for the first time since Amir's untimely death… felt lighter now. However, as the silence droned on, things began growing tense. 

How long would it take Sharyl to rest?

How long would they be stuck here?

How much longer would they have until the storm above struck down with lightning?

That last question was the source of most of the tension.