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

"Aha! Raith! Aye! I got carried away for a moment."

"Come on, I said I got carried away. I never expected that a measly human would be able to pull one on me like that."

Raith's eyes glimmered with a subtle red aura on his red pupils alone.

"That measly human is my brother, my elder brother."

Absalom's eyes widened, he looked at Curtis and looked back at Raith. It finally made sense why Curtis looked so familiar yet so unfamiliar.

Both their hairs were pitch black. Except that a few strands of Raith's hair were white. Which was odd because those weren't there the last time he saw Raith.

"I had no idea he was your brother. I'm so sorry" Absalom apologized with s grin. He was trying to make the atmosphere light but it was all futile because Raith's creased brows wouldn't relax.

Disagreement