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

He could see the duo seated neatly with their hairs fluttering in the wind and their faces unperturbed by the current situation of things. The death of the son of heaven and Archmage Kratos was no minor issue. The kingdom seemed to be in turmoil but with the presence of the duo, everything seemed to fall under control.


The son of heaven may have been a man who achieved the dreams of Gods for the human race but in the end, he is still notably inferior to his sons and he was proud of that from the very first day.


The greatest joy and pride of the Gyro Kingdom has never been the son of heaven but his descendants!


It was a great thing to have a powerful sovereign who knows what needs to be done but it is another thing entirely to have two more capable descendants as a sovereign who is not too busy fighting over for the throne but has the mind of the kingdom at heart. With the duo standing, King Robert had no regrets about dying.


Chapter 207: True pillars of the Gyro kingdom