Frostysyrup

Thrust into an enigmatic world born from bloodshed; venture inside its complexities, dark-side, and always changing nature. At the center, a boy; brought up by an exiled mage, steps into a life of independence. A test to try and change his life for the better after witnessing what war can do to a person. The walk towards finding a stable living gets toppled as a unique magical element awakens. Using people, toying with emotions, doing anything and everything to get what he wants, this is the life of the next Death Reaper. Mostly emotionless, life continues as questions about his state of mind and being remains clouded behind many personas.

This isn’t the story of a single man, it’s the story of a whole world. Read as the world builds itself from the ground up. Conspiracies, evil, the dark side of humanity. In addition, tis the start of a new age; the birth of monsters – a story depicting the tales of the first heroes and demons to ever exist. 

The Wielder of Death Magic isn’t a typical fantasy. The heroes don’t summon forth power from heroes of old, here, the characters are the ones who make up the myths and legends for the next generation. Amidst the turmoil, Staxius, he lives on, watching and waiting as the world grows. 

P.S, I’m not that normal of a writer, my advice is to not expect anything going into this world. Forget everything, I personally, don’t care about rules and limitations and what can be considered to be the norm – the characters are given life, the world moves on its own; I’m just a spectator. No plot, nothing planned, all that you read is the product of the characters moving and acting individually. As opposed to me subjecting them with my emotions, the connection is reversed. They are the ones who dictate the story (Believe it or not, that's the way I write) A world, a story, characters, and the foolish author; we all evolve as one. On behalf of the people mentioned above, thanks for reading, I appreciate it all.
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The Wielder of Death Magic

"Ansoft isn't at the top anymore. You know the reason and so do I. Since Vorn departed and our ways of treating idols have been exposed. More and more singers have joined the Eual's Movement. If stars aren't treated humanely, they'll take the matter to court. If not for our arduous contracts, the idols would never be where they are now, the hard work and diligence always ends in a success story. I want them to look back with smiles at how the strictness livened their future. Hate me, it doesn't matter. So long they don't hate themselves and believe in their futures, I'll take the hit for whatever comes."

"Good speech," he said. "-Look to the cityscape, the display of lights and varying intensities is something else. Rotherham is beautiful, Odgawoan is far prettier. I made the judgment with full bias. Should say a word or two about how well-defined the town is."

"Igna, are you still willing to join the world of entertainment?"

The better vessel