Valence_Wr

Synopsis: Year 0 , First Period
The Nothingness, a universe fated to an endless cycle of destruction and creation. 

The first being born in that universe, The First One gave birth to the life on the universe. 

Time passed. An all out war fell upon the universe. The ones below The First One battled each other and countless lives were lost.

The First one and two of the remaining beings swore a vow: 
No more killing, no more creation. 

Countless years later, twelve gods have the duty to oversee the universe. 

One of the gods is carrying a child, and that child is fated to bring the destruction to the universe once more. 

Reincarnated in the Ayon planet with an elf body, the story of the Forgotten Demigod starts. 
IMPORTANT!!! 
When the novel get 15+ power stones on a week, the next will have a bonus chapter. You know what to do~
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This novel is somewhat fastpaced, if you like how I write then great, if you don't, well, I'm sorry.
My opinion about this novel is: It is at least worth a try. It might be a little confusing on the start, but trust me, as the chapters goes on, it become great. 
The MC is easy going, as if he don't care about anything, because he is a god (A pretty selfish one I must say) and on top of that he disregards life (In general).
The romance tag is not a bait, *BUT* it will take a looong time for it to shine on the actual plot.
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Editor and reviser needed!!!! 
(I will pay when this novel is worth something.)
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Release schedule: 2 chapters/week 
(Between friday and sunday)
Chapters are being revised constantly
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Tradução/Tranlastion PT BR: https://vulcannovel.com.br/sde-o-semi-deus-esquecido/
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Call me on discord! Im open for Q&A anytime: ValenceWR#9975

The forgotten demigod

 The inside of the Temple was even more luxurious than its outside. Noble wood tables with gold symbols on the cloth covering them, mighty statues of Ura and Uros. The bishop and the hooded priests were nowhere to be seen.


 A nun came to greet Andro. Long black hair, porcelain skin, and big brown eyes. When she saw his ears, she turned around to leave. "Sister?" She stopped walking and turned around slowly, their eyes met. "A mere elf dares to call me?" Her burning gaze almost melts his confidence. 


 He tried to sound calm. "I'm here for a cleansing ritual. I've already talked to his most reverenced, the bishop, about this small matter." She squinted her eyes. "Oh really. You look fine, could it be for this filthy thing you're carrying?" Andro could see the disgust in the nun's eyes. 


 He chuckled and spoke in the most respectful way he could. "Sister is correct, it is indeed for this little one." Her disgust eased a little bit. "You have the Means?" 


 Andro nodded, and immediately after the nun's expression eased completely. "Follow me then, I'll escort you and this thing to the cleansing room." (It never ceases to amaze me how humans can change so fast when money is involved.)  


 He followed her to a room on the left. The door was made of the noblest wood he had ever seen. The nun knocked on the door once. "A cleansing ritual for one. May the one that carries the Means enter?" 


 The sound of heavy footsteps came from inside the room. "Is it an elf?" A deep voice. The nun smiled. "Yes." The sound of a key being put on the lock resounded on the empty Temple. With a loud clack, the door slowly opened. "Come in." Andro ignored the nun and quickly entered the room.


 The room was dark, but he had the dark vision, something that elves and beastmans had. He looked around for a while. A quite small room, with a lone table in the middle. On his right side, is a fat man in a priest attire. 


 "You can lay down the patient on the table. The bishop will arrive soon." Andro gently laid the baby on the table. Although he already knew that his son was yet to awake, seeing the motionless baby on the table... If it were not for the continuous movement of the baby's chest, indicating that he was breathing, Andro would have long thought that his son was dead.


 An hour later, the door opened again. The bishop came in. He said something to the fat man guarding the door, and when he got close to the table, the door was closed from the outside, leaving the bishop, Andro, and the baby alone in the darkroom.


The capital 3.3