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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

Damon stood with blood-red eyes and his fangs visible while his black aura danced around madly. The wounds on his body were healing but slowly due to the creation of energy remnants in his injuries.


The son of heaven had fewer wounds but his wounds were even more severe than that of Damon. The decay aura could be sensed within his injuries but he made no effort to dispel them. The face of King Robert was calm as he gazed at Damon with profound eyes as if he was about to make a serious decision.


"Your power is great but you lack technique. My suspicion is you grew too fast and failed to notice some basic things that can make a whole world of difference." King Robert said with a frown and Damon also responded with a frown.


He too could tell his technique was lacking but having someone tell him that was something he found disturbing.


Chapter 204: Struggles of a dying King!