Romeru

Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, and many others—every human has the blood of gods running through their veins, it decides their fate. But Rhys, ever since he was born, showed absolutely no abilities. But at the age of 18, when his world had given up on him, the blood that remained dormant in his veins finally awakened…

…The Blood of Eros, the God of Love, Desire…and Coitus.

Rise of the Eromancer

"There are no more exceptions, reasoning, or excuses—If you lose even once without reaching the top, Rhys Wilder…

…I will eat you, and I will take my time because you humiliated me in front of the god who has been humiliating me for as long as I can remember."

"You said that last time, Arachnea." Rhys stood with his arms crossed, casually staring at Arachnea while shaking his head.

"Welll…" Arachnea's towering figure leaned in closer, her dark eyes gleaming with a playful yet dangerous glow.

"I like you, Rhys," Arachnea said, her voice dripping with amusement. "But not that much. This is the last time I will be warning you. I will eat you if you fail."

"Well…" Rhys let out a short but very deep sigh, "...I suppose that's a deal, then."

Clio, standing a few steps behind them, blinked in confusion. Her eyes darted between Rhys and Arachnea, trying to figure out what kind of relationship these two had. "How… do you actually know Arachnea, Rhys?"

Chapter 355: To Glory