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

The room was been rampaged by the flames started by Tristan. After fighting for a while and leaving the forbidden palace to burn for a while, Damon knew most of the ordinary humans here should be dead. Like now on what used to be the bed but now covered in rubbles, Damon could tell two people were underneath, burning!


His eyes squinted but he didn't make a move, they were already dead. His body quickly blended with the shadows created by the flames and there he waited for what should be considered the most intense battle of his life!


Like a piece of cloth, the first blood exalted warrior realm vampire flew into the room. He looked like a piece of clothing had been pushed into the room by a strong wind and when he was in, he reverted to his usual form.


The youth was just about Damon's age in terms of looks but without hesitation, Damon could tell this person has lived for centuries!


Chapter 80: Going all out!