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

"I-Ikaris?" Ellie stammered flushed with shame as she hastily hid her breasts with one hand while pulling up the straps of her dress with the other. She was about to cry, wondering why this was only happening to her.

The boy blanked out, the erotic sight he had just witnessed still etched in his retina, but he quickly pulled himself together and looked away. His mouth dry, he cleared his throat with a hint of guilt.

'Liar.' Magnus snickered telepathically.

Recognizing him, Malia came to her senses a little and muttered in a small, sleepy voice,

"I need my Stele." Ikaris replied plainly, pointing to the Stele nestled between her breasts.

Malia followed his gaze, and found that in panic she had dropped her "pillow", but it had remained snugly wedged in place. Feeling the boy's lingering gaze, she started to blush and instinctively raised her sword at him.

First Subjects