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

The young lady in armor tightened her grip on the bow as she nocked another arrow with glee in her eyes. The first one was a waist but because of the reckless acts of the stranger, she had managed to land a lucky attack.

Her brows furrowed with determination.

It was a lucky shot but thanks to that shot she now knew where the weakness of that abomination lay. It was the leaf-shaped pad.

She narrowed her eyes to a slit. The visage of the scape narrowing to a point before her eyes. Her right eye glinted with a golden glow. Subtle and almost unseen.

As she clenched her hand tightly on the nocked point of the arrow. Her veins thickened and were almost popping out. Seeming like the worms squirming beneath her fine skin.

Thoughtful