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

"Charon!" Aron and Rhea yelped in joy as if their savior had arrived. If one paid attention they would realize that these two sounded even more excited when they saw Charon than the way they were when they heard the Beyond's voice.


The look of absolute confidence was plastered on his face with his black and purple hair. His darkish purple eyes flared up brightly as a lone figure emerged from the darkness, standing face to face with Damon without a hint of fear in his eyes.


"A man who has abandoned the way of death to lust after the power of others is not fit to be called the God of death. I have come here to rectify that mistake." Charon sneered in a cold tone making Damon's face twisted with anger.


How dare this sheltered version of him know the hardships he had to endure just to get to this level. He wasn't given the opportunity to live in a peaceful world where everything is given to him on a platter of gold.


"I will kill you." Damon said with a slight frown on his face.


Chapter 357