zushe_sensei

-- A small heads, early chapters have a quite bad grammar, I am fixing them asap, also the MC doesn't start as OP, he go through cultivation before it. --

"I always wondered until the day I died, why humans are such filthy creatures?"
A Noble status, money, and power were the things that ruled this world, but Aaris Ralkier had nothing since the day he was born.
His childhood was ridiculed by poverty and bullying by the nobles, hoping to change his world one day after becoming a great mage, his dreams were shattered because of his unique and miserable condition of possessing no mana.

What he had in his life was his mother, the lowest witch who never wanted anything but his happiness, but she was taken away by the hands of aristocrats and the kingdom that was supposed to protect them.

He lost everything, struggling to find his existence again he was betrayed and left to die at the hands of a dreadful demon and was framed even after his death.

Reminiscing his life on his last breaths, he decided to take the demon soul along with his with the spell his mother forbid for him, Blood Silk.

He lost his life too, but fate doesn't take mercy on him, his eyes opened once again, maybe a choice was given to him, suffer or fight.

Like cursed blessing in his body, he set out on a journey to find his existence, lingering regrets, and goring grudges, in the realm ridiculed with divine curses & diabolical graces, everything is laid in front of him to quell or win.

But red strings of fate only take it to weave a War, waiting to meet its End.




P.s:- English is not my first language I am still a fledgling writer.
reach to me on insta....zushe_sensei_016.


Dis.:- I don't own the cover pic.

BLOOD SILK

Zia screamed and pulled her sword out, charging at the noble who brought her. I grabbed Melvi and moved aside, and rested her on the corner.


I need to do something! I freed my mana and dashed at Zia, and grabbed her.


"This girl!" The nobleman we saw before when we entered the city and jumped stood from behind the audience, "this crazy bitch pulled her sword at me too!" 


"Who is this wench!" Diesswrin tapped her cane and suddenly immense pressure weighed down on me, 


'What the-' while I held Zia down, my shoulders and knees bent down too, like several tons of weights were pushing me down.


"Who the hell are you? And how dare you disrespect my client!" Diesswrin raised his cane, squinting disgustedly, aiming at us.


He is dangerous! I need to move away! 


"Unhand me, you disgusting man! Don't you dare touch me!" Zia stood up and threw me in the corner.


'Well, that's it for us…' I sighed and freed my mana.


Run for Now