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

Just as Othorman had said, Hans was busy coordinating the cleaning outside:

People were getting up and moving the tables away, some were sweeping the ground and others were doing chores here and there.

Amidst it all, the human kids ran around, playing.

Plates and bowls scattered sparsely across the grounds, stools and chairs stood overhead. It was a mess but somewhat warm sight to behold.

It made Raith miss and want to go back to Antarctica as quickly as he could.

He getting more determined to fight the Sky lord and win. It was his only way out of this damn place after all. And it had to be quick, since he didn't want Thard - Harl to catch wind of anything.

He stopped in the open ground between the main building and the gate, the area had been cleared and the last of the tables were being carried away by some group of soulless that greeted him respectfully.

The Sky Lord (1)