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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

Amidst a tense silence, King Von's authoritative voice echoed through the grand hall, shaking the very foundations of the nation. The news of the house of Bulova's treachery had spread like wildfire, leaving a void that needed to be filled. And now, the time had come for the revelation of their replacement.


"This young man seated before you," King Von's voice boomed, his words carrying weight and gravity, "is the sole and new member of the house of Ross, one of the twenty-five Noble families of the esteemed nation of Wecristan."


A collective buzz of astonishment reverberated throughout the room. The noble families who had been associated with the house of Bulova were particularly affected by this announcement. Many felt a pang of remorse, wondering what Damon had done to gain such favor from the king, and how the balance of power would shift within the aristocracy.


Chapter 386: House of Ross