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

"What's so shocking? Are you surprised you actually failed to kill me?" Damon asked the levitating figure with a calm look in his eyes.


If one looked deep into his eyes properly one would notice his mocking tone.


The freezing field failed to progress with Damon there, shattering almost in an instant while Damon stood, shielding Gerald with his figure.


He had met Damon and Sol. He could boldly say Sol had a more intimidating aura when compared to Sol. After surviving such a traumatic event, be it, Sol or Damon, both were more than enough to make Raizen quake in his boots.


"And you should be dead as well, yet we are both alive. Who the hell is to be blamed?" Damon yawned as he casually threw aside Raizen's words.


The sinister smile on his face made it difficult for anyone to take him seriously.


"You…" Raizen's face twisted in rage but he dared not make a move without caution.


Chapter 195: Destroying a sealed artifact