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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

"Do you truly expect me to sit back and watch everything happen? Just as you believe the cosmic hosts are a threat, I also see them as a potential ally. If they can resist the cosmic spirit influence we will be able to retain powerful allies. Why would I let you kill them?" Gin asked with a raised eyebrow.


"Heh! I don't remember asking you to let me do anything, I simply said I will take their life. If you think you have what it takes to stop me, be my guess" Damon threw his hands open as if he was welcoming them for an embrace.


"But first…" his eyes revealed a bright red flash even within the golden glow.


Damon's figure appears behind Dillian and his open palm races toward the exposed head of Dillian.


Damon's hand hit a golden spear and his frown deepened as he realized this body was already surrounded by vines in an attempt to restrict his movement!


Dillain fell on his butt and slowly crawled away with a fearful look on his face. 


Chapter 246: Perfect timing