RighteousFilth

In a world where one's worth is determined by Archons—godlike entities who watch over everything—the least you can hope for is to get picked by the most lowly of them.

Raith was chosen by the Archon of failure and death. 

Having emerged from one of the three greatest family, he was forced to leave the family and began a lonely journey of being a Hero as he has always wanted. 

Hero–that was the only way Raith could redeem himself and be acknowledged by the world. 

But this Archon is just too useless!

However, everything changes on the day when Raith dies for the first time. 


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Requiem Of A Failed Hero

"Uhm, so I am so sorry sir but it seems I have the wrong house. Please can you open the door for me?" Raith asked nicely.

"That door has bounded me to this place for six thousand years, do you belittle me by telling me what I can't do mortal?" The voice emanated like rumbling thunder and shook the very walls that he was surrounded with, it came with a low growl that sent goosebumps up Raith's spine.

"No sir. I wouldn't do that... I didn't know your predicament to be honest." Raith replied, looking around trying to figure out where the voice was coming from, it was so dark and even though he had [Dark Vision] he couldn't see through anything.

"You have piqued my interest mortal, to converse with me is no small feat. It can only mean you have seen Ev Zeeyra."

"The void truth, you have seen it" The voice explained to me.

"Void truth, I am not sure what you mean sir?"

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