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

The Jessup priest then beckoned them to follow him and led them through a warren of narrow, winding alleys. As they strayed away from the main street, the Trade District quickly lost its splendor, giving way to poorly maintained pavements, sidewalks and buildings. Often crammed together, sometimes even piled on top of each other.

Still being in the Trade District, these properties were also businesses of all kinds, whether they were stores, inns or pubs, but their clientele and activities were certainly a bit more shady.

On the way, Ikaris was jostled by a hooded man wearing a grimy cloak, and if Danchun hadn't grabbed and snapped his wrist in time, the guy would probably have gone through his pockets.

"Be careful, my Lord." She warned him deadpan as she knocked out the pickpocket with a harsh tap on his neck with the edge of her hand.

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