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This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world.

Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it.

Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

God of Adaptation

Aurelia breathed heavily as she muttered weakly.

The bad memories of the past she tried so hard to forget haunted her once again.

Controlling her gift to avoid Pandora was easy since she was near her. She was able to stop it just as it was about to reach Killian due to the large bone spike that raised him from the ground.

On the other hand, Regis was too close to the lich, which made it difficult for Aurelia.

"I-I'm sorry…" She muttered under her breath.

Meanwhile, Pandora seemed like she had just seen something beyond her wildest imagination.

And no, while Aurelia's ability was a part of it, her shock was because of something else.

Noticing her friend's expression, the frail Aurelia followed her gaze to see what she was looking at.

It was then that her eyes widened.

A figure was standing in front of the lich. What's more was the fact that this figure was able to stop the golden light and protect the lich from it.

Demon's Descent