HideousGrain

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a 'Normie', but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system? 

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!

(The War aspect won't be present from the initial chapter!)
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This is a fantasy novel. If you think everything will be logical or follow the same laws as it is in reality...I'm sorry!

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Systemless in a Parallel World

"Isn't it funny that your entire life had been destroyed by one of the Normies you wanted to exploit for the sake of a bit of gold?"


"Isn't it funny that a Normie destroyed your entire business even though you cheated and betrayed the trust of the City Lord?"


"Isn't it funny that your greed is the sole reason for your death?" 


"Isn't it funny that I will stay alive, and that I will take everything that belongs to you, whether it is your remaining wealth, your body, and…your Soul?!"


Watching the miserable appearance of Manager Tilan, Zayn felt extremely good. He didn't innately hate the manager and wouldn't have bothered doing anything to him, but Tilan overdid it by gathering hundreds of Blessed to hunt him down.


It was Tilan's fault for provoking him, for breaking the promise with the City Lord by healing the Chimera and killing hundreds of Normies.


Tilan's End