Intayaw_din_Dagem

A powerful Sovereign is attacked by righteous and evil cultivators which led to his men murdered, his treasures plundered, and his domain destroyed.

Against the overwhelming power of the two sides hunting him down, he fought a battle that inevitably resulted to his death.

Or so he thought until he woke up in a new world.

"Hm? What a waste... herbs like these are rare in my dominion. Why do these mortals not treasure them?..."

"Oh... Hmmm. Children with cultivation potential, abandoned by their parents, and treated too lowly by their society... 

"Come with me child, and you will have the strength to stand on top of the world..."

Cultivator in a World of Angels, Demons, and Super Heroes

The Tezguniuth in front of Galgredol is like a stranger to her. She knows his name, and his history, but the fellow Knight no longer resembles the one she knows in the past.

"What do you really want…" She subconsciously utters in confoundment at his words.

"To live among humans until hell comes back. To be a spectator of the 'Final Battle'. To see how heaven and hell fare against the power of mankind." Tezguniuth declares.

"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" Galgredol says in contempt.

"…" Vaskumus's face twitches, and Galgredol notices.

"You don't agree with me?" Galgredol asks, displeased.

"I agree, Ser." Vaskumus replies quickly out of panic.

"Hn." Galgredol grunts, planning on talking to the Soldier about the reaction later.

"If you want to live long enough to see that day, Tezguniuth, isn't it better for you if you join us?" She proceeds to persuade Tezguniuth instead.

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