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Harassed by loan sharks, drowning in debt, and at the limit of his tolerance towards life – that was how Randolph had lived – until a rather strange encounter with a demon propels him into the belly of a world completely foreign to him, along with his new life.
He has only a small window of opportunity to make his life not only better, but beyond all human understanding.

Utilizing the demonic magicks of trade, he must now worm his way between the different factions of the world, bargaining his way to supremacy.

Arrogance and naivety gone from his eyes, replaced only with cunning.

The lifeblood that drips down his back shall be replaced by his target's.

He will become a true demon, to rise by hook or crook.

                         [Generate Contract]



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DISCLAIMER: This novel is not meant to portray any real groups or organizations negatively. Nor is it meant to reflect any real life events, happenings, or people. It is complete fiction, solely for the sake of entertainment.

Supreme Greed System: I Trade Everything

"…The Mounties?" Surprised, Randolph gave them an odd look. "No offense, but you don't look like the police."

The black clothes and the singular cross sigil spoke of the complete opposite.

"Plainclothes do exist, you know. It doesn't matter either way, the only thing that matters is the badge."

"No offense, but I can't believe you just like that. You could be frauds. As far as I'm aware, the RCMP aren't supposed to be active in Ontario."

"Those are just police services, and you have no business knowing where we're active or not."

"If it involves me, I clearly do."

Randolph's gut instinct told him that they were the real deal, that combined with the hotel manager's gritted teeth and constant strange looks that he kept giving him.

He was hinting the young man in on their identity, but Randolph couldn't simply allow himself to be taken in so easily.

Dead Case (I)