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

"Who do you think will lead this war? Who do you think will lead the attack?" The ancestral dragon of earth said in a stern voice.


"Even without your arrival Damon Ross was a handful. We planned to lead the invasion from the start" The ancestral dragon of creation and death spoke in a lowered tone.


"We are not the only ones you will get to go against. Do expect to meet the old gods and cosmic beings amongst this army!" The ancestral dragon of destruction said coldly.


"Do well to train your baby hosts well. We expect a good fight. Don't even dream of making it to the demigod realm in this lifetime" The ancestral dragon of storm said coldly before their aura vanished.


The sky became clear again, leaving Cyrus and the others stunned and terrified at the same time.


"What are they talking about?" Elsa was confused and she felt panicked as well.


Chapter 185: Surrounded by enemies