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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

Seeing the son of heaven on his knees, spitting out blood, the entire human forces paled and many unconsciously began dropping their weapons with terrified looks on their faces. This man was supposed to be the most powerful human in the world. The pillar holding up their existence and ensuring their survival! If he falls now, doesn't it mean the end of the human race on the continent?


Damon's eyes revealed fierce killing intentions and without hesitating Damon sprang forward like a beast, dashing forward on all four he raced down the hill with great speed!


That was what was on the mind of these warriors of Gyro. Pope Light has fallen and the great King Robert has been gravely injured, do they still stand a chance of winning? They were about to flee but a figure stepped forward. His eyes were blood red while his fangs and claws were visible.


Duke Hail looked towards the Elf queen in the distance for a few seconds and sighed.


Chapter 148: Pinning down the three hosts