primodial

True evil needs no reason to exist.

“All living creatures must die, but I wont. ” 

Once known as the most talented and knowledgeable scholar/philosopher across three continents, he basked in the praise and reverence of those around him. However, tragedy struck one fateful night when he bore witness to the cold-blooded murder of his entire family. Driven to madness, he embarked upon the path of power, the path of negative energy, and thus, The Great Demon, Badur, was born.

In a single day, a mountain of corpses were stacked, many of which fell to his blade. However, during his final pursuit of revenge, he met his untimely demise. His soul was extracted and cast into the void, where it would endure eternal suffering. 

However, his jouney would not end here……

"What do you desire?" 

A grotesque creature floating in the void asked while staring at the bruised and beaten soul of a young man.

[Ding!! Host has received Void grade Treasure]

[Ding!! Goal has been set : Attain True immortality]

A new lease at life is presented 

A deal with a Demon filled with resentment 

A new journey, a new Dawn

With that the great Demon, Badur is reborn

ps: the book won't progress the way other novels have been progressing. if you don't like a unique development then maybe this isn't the book for you.

Malevolent Warlock: Sin Of Eternity

The door to a carraige swung open as the body of a young man in tattered back robes fell from within onto the ground.

"Do what you're told and stop complaining!!" From inside the carriage, a sharp commanding voice resounded. Inside the carriage was an old man in similar Apparel to that of the Arbiters of the bloodserpent clan.

"Hmm" with a frown the young man on the floor looked up at the man with a hateful frown. This was just too humiliating, he wasn't just some nobody in the clan, he was a sentinel and this was how he was being treated?

For what? Because he offended an outer clan member? What kind of message were they sending to the other clan members?

At least those were the excusing sounding in his mind. But the Arbiter understood things much better than he did, and this humiliation was the only way out.

"Move" the Arbiters voice resounded, following which, the carriage rode forward leaving the young man scrawling on the floor.

This Is How He Operates