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

If he has been suppressing his Ascension it means everything that has been going on has been with his plans. He lured them in by making them believe he is badly hurt and can't recover. Now he was going all out to gather as much power as he could to increase his chances of winning!


"Attack! We don't have the liberty of waiting anymore. We need to act before the death mage consumes everyone there!" Atlas roared with a stern face.


"Storm dragon army, ascend!" Atlas flicked his fingers and ordered with a stern look.


All the marching draconian soldiers below quickly began transforming. Soon the air was filled with countless storm dragons 


Sudesh from the Eastern part of the empire a massive hurricane large enough to kiss the stars soared into existence with a figure seated within the storm in a cross-legged position. He was the source of all the black blots of lightning surging within the massive god storm!


Chapter 248: Second blood