Betrayed and abandoned by the people who gave him life.
Turned into a tool of murder without the chance to choose another path.
Death and blood became nothing but a nasty routine.
Tired of all, he put an end to that life.
And now a new world welcomes him.
Either to be its savior or its doom.
Roberto Díaz Medina, the once right hand of the Mexican mafia boss is summoned to another world along with a group of teenagers to become the heroes that will defeat the demon lord.
Unluckily for Roberto, the blessing of the gods was not provided to him.
Instead, a curse that demands the essence of every living being is his main weapon.
A weapon that comes with an evil conscience that waits patiently to take control over his body, and command an entire army of undead beings to erase every light of life in their way.
Roberto will have to face many obstacles to go back home.
Lethal magical beasts, mad cultists, disgusting demons, and aristocrats are just some of the obstacles Roberto will have to surpass.
Whether he uses violence or words, he will try to walk through the path of virtue.
But what virtue can achieve a cruel and machiavellian murderer like him?
Only results will answer that question.
What´s sure is that blood and lifeless bodies will kiss the ground.
Hearts and minds will suffer.
And new monsters will be born from the ashes of the old ones.
Have the gods gone tired and decided to exterminate that world with the ultimate killer? Or is this the most clever of their strategies?
Let´s see if the monster in search of humanity can justify the means of its end

Please, someone get me out of this world of swords and magic

The mother rushed to Lea, her body shining in a terrible yellow that sparkled with each second that her life was consumed. With a little more than her fists, Lea pondered if she could get near and resist the running catastrophe. However, an idea landed on her mind when she saw the boulder soaked in demonic blood. 


It was a hunch that could either save or end her existence in pain and misery. 


As to give her the answer she needed, her bag was filled with warmth, looking at it, Lea recalled that it was there where she had put the wooden statue that the mage had given to her. 


Was it a sign? A warning? Maybe an order from heaven? 


The only thing that Lea needed to think about was the method to finish the abomination running to her in a toxic frenzy. 


And now she was sure of what to try to achieve it. 


The beast, finale