Orclion

Haunted by his clan’s brutal murder and destruction, Lucius forsook any forms of morality or logic and dived head first into the world’s darkest pits of madness with a single goal in mind.


Revive his family.


Rebirth after rebirth, death and death, tragedy after tragedy, sacrifice after sacrifice, his sanity and sense of self slowly slips away as he ventures into existence’s deepest and most dangerous worlds for he knows no rest.

The heavens, Hells, Origin realms or even the Myriad expanses, he burnt it all to ashes just to be able to see them again. 

Just to hear them laugh, see them smile, feel their touch.

“I’ll do…anything.”


His quest for salvation knew no limits.



But this all changes when he discovers who he truly is and the truths of his origins.




“There is no fairness in this world my child for suffering is the only path to ascension.”


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A new age is upon the Myriad Creations.


The heavens have been shattered and the land is infested with the sorrow of its fallen angels while the sultans of hells rejoice at the prospect of a new war. 

A new beginning, Another chance.


The sealed abominations of the first war of creation are rampant as the dormant gods of past ages awaken with the intention to rule.



As the restrictions that regulated existence are erased and the veils of the beyond are lifted, watch as a young boy forges his myth through blood and tears and discovers the plaguing taboos of reality.



This is the Odyssey of The Fallen.


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One chapter everyday for the next 3 months then we’re back to the regular schedule.


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Odyssey Of The Fallen

Blood sipped through my torn clothes, staining the ground as a multitude of wounds littered my body.


Despite the multiple injuries present on me, my gaze was resolute as my back stood straight.


The panther, licked the blood off its paws as it had an expression that could only be described as mocking.


It had been a few hours now and no matter how much I ran, how much I tried, how much I innovated and found new techniques, I couldn't seem to be able to get rid of this bastard.


"I wanted to keep this as a trump card but at this point, I might as well…"


[Dragon Slayer Art: Honor of The Slain.]


My dragon slayer flame wildly erupted as it completely engulfed me.


A swirl of dark void qi enveloped me as dark scales bloomed onto my figure.


Two dignified horns of unspoken majesty sprouted off my forehead as my fangs elongated.


My hands became claws as my pupils turned to vibrant blue slits.


Hero’s Struggle