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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

A cold snort could be heard as everyone looked back and an elderly figure dressed in fiery red robes. The son of heaven walked forward with elegance and resolve in his eyes.


"Everyone leaves. Return to the kingdom and begin taking defensive measures. I will do my duty as the son of heaven and hold him here for as long as possible" The son of heaven said with a stern look in his eyes.


His gaze shifted to Damon and his calm aura turned turbulent, like a volcano preparing to explode at any time. Strangely everyone presents only shot him a calm gaze before turning to leave, leaving behind the son of heaven, Pope Light, and the confused Archmage Kratos.


"What is this?" the son of heaven asked with a calm look on his face.


"You didn't think we would ever let you do this alone, right? Together three of us built this kingdom from scratch. Together we will protect it till our last breath" Pope Light said and Arch mage Kratos nodded.


Chapter 199: Three legends