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 doors of the courtroom opened and Sol walked in with Gin, Cyrus, and Elsa following him tightly from behind. Sol's calm gaze shifted to the figure seated on the throne while having bandages wrapped around him.


Seeing Blink seated shirtless with so many sword cut wounds, everyone was stunned. Cyrus, Gin, and Elsa were not expecting to see this, since the kid they left behind was a fourteen-year-old boy who apparently loves to play all day. His current looks were completely different from what they remembered. The cold look in his eyes seemed focused on Damon's body housing the devil himself, Sol.


"I guess Damon Ross did a good thing when picking his successor. You surely surpassed his expectations" Sol said with a slight nod.


Coming here they could see the chaos and battle that just took place. Coming in here and seeing the way everyone treated Blink it was obvious he took charge while they were gone and has been protecting the blood mountain since then.


Chapter 189: A gamble