Keriv136

"Gods? Magic? Fantasy? Nonsense."

An-Namrud never cared for any of those things. All that mattered was his work. The Tower of Babel. 

This would prove it to everyone... that gods do not exist.

Until one day, it all came crashing down. His world destroyed, and his soul trapped in a never ending cycle of reincarnation.

After countless cycles, he finally escaped with only the thoughts of revenge against those who had cursed him with this fate.

Been away for a long time, but I am trying to make a come back to writing. Please be patient and continue to support me as I start writing again. I will try to update at least 1 chapter a week for now with more if I can.

Empire of Souls

<p>For the first time, Shelise's expression became serious when these flames entered into view. Tihr had only descended into the body of Shelise and was using her as a vessel. This meant he couldn't use the entirety of his 'Divine Power' and the fact that he had been injured in the fighting against the Daemon only exasperated the situation. These flames were flames that attacked the soul directly, and since 'Soul Potential' was the basis of 'Divine Power' these flames would directly eat at his divine strength.</p>

<p>"How have you gained such an ability? This is something which goes beyond the power that mortals can possess. Is it the Origin? Is that what has allowed you to obtain such power that defies the laws of the universe? It must be mine!" Tihr's voice, filled with greed and desire, leaked from Shelise's lips.</p>

An end to fate (2)