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

Hearing his question, Danchun's slender body jerked like a white rabbit flushed out by a fearsome predator. Her hair bristling with fright, she swung her head towards him, staring at him with extreme apprehension on her face. But very quickly, her facial muscles relaxed and she countered by smiling innocently,

"Do you expect me to grow a certain plant or cereal, My Lord? If you've got the seeds, I do have the fundamentals of it even if it's not my field of expertise."

"Tsk, don't play dumb with me." Ikaris scowled with disdain. "Let me tell you what I think and you tell me if I'm wrong, okay? You must have been a decent cultivator in the world you came from. When you were in a pretty desperate situation, a white lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck you. Then you found yourself here, younger and deprived of your powers.

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