Sleepy_Slime

[Webnovel Spirity Awards 2022 Entry]

Strength.... That's all that matters in the end.

After being abandoned by his own family, and shunned for having no mana in a world dominated by magic, ex-prince Arvell Relas Vispia was forced to live on the streets with whatever meagre money he had left.

However, fate had something else in store for Arvell.

After meeting the spirit inhabiting his amulet, Arvell gets reborn as a Nephilim.

A being that has the powers of a god.

Time, Space, Life, Death.

All submitted to the authority of a Nephilim.

Betrayed by those he once called family, Arvell swore to get revenge.

Revenge on all those that mocked him and shunned him as a 'failure.' 

Revenge on those who betrayed him without a second thought.

This is a tale of how a young prince shunned by the world as a 'failure' rises and ascends to the pinnacle of strength. 

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Reborn As A Nephilim: The Rise of A Manaless Prince

Arvell inwardly cursed as he, August, and Lillianna plummeted into the darkness below.


Since even with his superior vision, he couldn't see Julius nor Marisa, it was evident that those two didn't fall in as well.


Feeling the familiar rush of wind blowing against his face, Arvell almost instinctively unfurled the wings he usually kept tightly bound behind his back. 


Still, the sudden realization that he wasn't alone made him stop.


'If I'm going to pull them out, I should make sure Lily's knocked out first. I don't want her to find out about them. She shouldn't mind too much since it'll save her from dying.'


Arvell could tell that there was still quite a distance from the ground, so he decided that the best move would be to knock Lily out, so she didn't catch a glimpse of his two mismatched wings.


Turning his head to face Lily, Arvell was prepared to give her a quick chop behind her neck, but he paused before he continued.


The Dungeon’s Depths [1]