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

"Who the hell are you?" Duren asked with a deep frown as he tried to understand why a member of the Khan tribe other than Todo would possess an ability of not just one  ancestral alpha but two. 


In fact, even now he had a lingering suspicion that this kid had more than what he was showing.


 Unfortunately Duren's demand for Derek's identity was met with laughter.


"Why would I bother identifying myself to someone who won't live past today?" Derek asked with a matter-of-fact look on his face.


 Duren, however, remained unfazed by Derek's taunts. "The insurmountable gap between the human realm and the warrior realm is like comparing it to an ordinary human challenging a superhuman endowed with immense strength and speed."


Derek countered this analogy with his own, "In that case an ordinary human armed with the deadliest weapon and honed combat skills, facing a superhuman adversary with raw strength but no finesse."


Winning a war in minutes