Arkinslize

"Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen."

Ikaris, a genius student admired, exploited, and hated all his life for his brilliance, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into The Forsaken Lands, a fantasy world of myriad species born with the ability to use magic with imagination as their only limit.

Alas, this gift carries a curse. The more you use it, the closer you are to death.

After thousands of years of decline, the Free Races are fast approaching their demise, their survival threatened by this curse and an enemy that will not rest until it has devoured them all. Literally.

Former allies and enemies, prey and predators are now cornered behind a huge wall, forced to collaborate to resist their invader. But can so much resentment and hatred be washed away so easily? Can predators and prey really overcome their instincts in the face of a common foe?

Follow him on his journey from an ordinary human to a shining existence that will overturn the order established since the dawn of time. From an innocent soul to a merciless demon. From a human to something else.

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Blood Legacy: New World Of Doom

Ikaris nodded with difficulty, then with a groan he managed to pull himself up. His golden eyes faintly reflected the light of the newly risen sun. His eyesight was at its best. His sharp gaze had no trouble peering into the darkness of the dense forest to the west of his position and surprisingly he picked up some movement.

"Over there." He whispered more to himself than to the old Vampire.

He wanted to equip his bow, but he winced as he remembered that he had lost it days ago in the Barren Bush.

"Well, the sword it is then." The boy sighed as he drew his blade.

"As long as you don't run into a Rank 3 Demonic Beast or an anomaly, a simple Heart-Puncturing will do." Magnus reminded him calmly.

Ikaris nodded silently and then set off, striding toward the lush forest west of his cottage.

Breakfast