Dan_Ryder

This is the story of a young noble devil within the Xertzul Abyss. Spoiled and dotted on since birth, James is your typical arrogant young master. He bullies and beats anyone he can find with the help of his butler Azon. His good days come to end though when he unlocks a useless Dao and is labeled as trash by his devil clan. With his fall from grace, James has to learn the value of hard work and effort if he ever wants to find his place within the heartless Abyss.

This is a true weak to strong story focusing on an evil protagonist. James has no moral compass and is riddled with character flaws that are fixed by his character development. If you want to skip Volume 1's character progression start reading at chapter 69 it is a full recap that allows you to start reading Volume 2.

This novel has logical character and strength development while the MC is given very little plot armor to help him along his path. In fact, most of the time the plot actively works against the mc.

Volume 2:

Seeing no further prospects under the protection of his clan Soulless (James) heads out alone in the cold dark Abyss. More mature themes are explored as the Soulless comes of age as an adult. His hopes, focus, and drive change as he matures through adulthood learning to stand on his own two feet. Mc starts to grow a little OP.

Volume 3:

Soulless embarks on a quest to the Western Frontier to create his own fief. By now the Mc is Op & Evil Incarnate.

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Devil's Rise

It was time for me to sail the high seas and exterminate some pirates! After purchasing Summer Flash, I headed off to the local tailor shop to get a jolly roger tailored.


"I need a jolly roger with one symbol, a book with this hammer-ax in the middle of it," I said showing the tailor Judgment.


"Quite the design you got there," said the tailor.


"I'll have her completed by tomorrow, that will be 5 merits."


"You want merits for creating a simple jolly roger?" I said.


"A tailor's got to make a living! Don't worry, I am making this thing with Tier-3 materials. She won't get destroyed by even the fiercest cannon fire."


"That makes sense," I said as I begrudgingly handed him five merits.


This young lord had very few merits to his name. I only had my monthly salary of 5 merits as a blacksmith to depend on during my time here. I had racked up over 100 of them, but they still were precious.


A Quest for Booty