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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

"I suggest we gather our strength and stop him from acquiring the inheritance. We can't afford to let them get their hands on It and grow stronger!" Pope Light argued but Gerald waved his hand to stop the old man from speaking.


"Once again we will be dragged into a battle which may cost us so much. All I can say for now is quite simple. We ignore everything going on and focus on building our defenses. I refuse the invaders controlled by the old gods and ancestral Dragons will let someone as Sol live long. We should let both sides clash first and finish off the winner" Gerald said with a thoughtful look.


Pope Light was going to argue but looking at the crown prince again, he dared not speak up. 


Suddenly a voice rang across the room and everyone turned their eyes to Gerald. His eyes shifted to the figure beside him and it turned out the son of heaven was the one speaking.


Chapter 184: Threatening the ancient dragons