3_Sins_Studios

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it's the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

"It's not yet time for you to go... You have one more task to accomplish as my host" A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

"Haven't I suffered enough? Can't I just rest?" I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

"Don't you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don't you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!" The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

"You... Who are you?" I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

"Call me Death..."

Paragon of Death

Damon stood coldly in his blood-red bone armored and his bone scythe shrouded in hell flames. The ground on which he stood was losing all signs of life and turning grey while the air around him was still and stagnant. 


He gazed at the grey wolf coldly and pondered on what next to do.  While this barrier prevents anything outside from noticing what's happening inside, he refused to believe the arch mage won't notice something if they went beyond the power level they were currently fighting at.


The eyes of the three-tailed fox revealed the same emotions as Damon. The formation is an exclusive ability only available for fox spirits at a certain level so she knew how it works. It can only suppress power up to a certain level. Anything beyond that would make the formation unstable, causing the aura to leak.


Damon and the fox spirit knew this and were reluctant to continue their battle.


Chapter 58: First Kiss