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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

In what he believed to be his final battlefield, Damon chose the power he was most comfortable with. His cold gaze was pinned on the Beyond as darkness exploded from his body, twirling around him like an endless sea of darkness.


His body swelled with power as it felt like the entire world's power was gathering towards him, fueling his ended darkness.


"Kill him now! Don't give him the chance to utilize world power and we can win against him!" The Beyond ordered with a rather confident tone and everyone moved.


A silver-haired middle-aged man with a lanky figure tore a spatial corridor open, jumping out of it as he slashed at Damon with his open palm like a blade.


Any other person looking at this attack would see it as a causal palm attack but Damon could see the palm splitting space as it moved viciously. 


Damon vanished in a black cloud and appeared a few meters away. Just as soon as he reappeared he realized a massive rolling sun was heading toward him. 


Chapter 269: Beyond's trick