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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

A lone figure stood alone in the distance gazing at the empty world with a look of contempt in his eyes.  His all-encompassing presence swelled with each passing second and he gained more strength with each passing moment.


Charon stood against this power unpersuaded. This is not the first time he is going up against someone powerful enough to make others shiver. The God of death remained silent as he stood with his death aura blazing.


The young man showed no interest in attacking but he had no issues defending. His main goal was never to win against Damon alone but to hold him off while the rest join him. If he can't hold Damon back for even a short while how can he call himself a new God?


Just as the Beyond had predicted. When Damon awakens, he will swallow everything in his path. Right now he has even gone as far as to drain the God vein, leaving it impossible for more deities to be created while also taking away the opportunity of others to have magical abilities.


Chapter 358