Elixer_Yuu

"I work my ass off for the sake of you all fuckers! And what do I get in return? A fuckin' betrayal?! Fine, I am sick of playing the good guy. You all fuckers don't want me as a good guy? Then I will become worse than the devil!"

These were the last words of Sou- a normal, kind like an angel, guy who had everything, literally everything, but always stayed low- before breathing his last breath, alone and blood-drenched, betrayed by his loved one and even his parents. 

What did he do to be stabbed to death by his parents and his girlfriend? Nothing. Catching the wind of his parents' illegal works such as human trafficking, drug dealing and others was enough for his parents to turn on him. To top that off, his girlfriend also chimed in greed and gave him a stab or two as a farewell.

I should have stayed silent, I shouldn't have been about that, I should have just let things go with the flow.

Regret filled him as his vision became blurrier and his conscious began to die.

Why? Why? Just why did he have to face such a betrayal? Just because he supported justice a little too strongly? Or was it because of his kindness that had to take several envied glances?

"Fuck..."

The light of his eyes went out.
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His eyelids fell.

His body went cold.

His heartbeat stopped.

He died.

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Tring!

{The transmigration of "Destroyer", successful}

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*Contains 18+ scenes.

-The credit for the cover goes to Yexing from Twitter (i think?).
Discord ID- Elixer_Yuu#5328

Omnipotent Destroyer

It was weird for me to see the Apocalypse I created to destroy the world. Though I immediately regretted it after the XXXXXXXs betrayed me, there was nothing I could do. Without XXXXXXXs, the world would have to face an even greater threat. It was the price I had to pay to become the Creator (balancing actually). XXXXXXXs were needed for the survival of Melim.

The gory atmosphere and the scent of blood lingered in my nose like a bug. Everywhere my eyes fell, all I could see was… I don't know if I should call these human limbs anymore. They were drowned in pools of blood. If I was not the creator and just a normal 15-year, I would have fallen unconscious and, probably, would have been killed. Thank me that I was 'me'.

Grotesque sounds came from the gate in the heavens.

Some, no, many creatures fell from the sky.

Fall