Crypthh

I was always alone, throughout my life. People looked at me with disdain because I was an orphan without parents. Constant abuse followed me everywhere. I lost touch with how to interact with others. 

With each passing day, I grew more distant from my emotions until I scarcely recognized myself. The warmth of family and friendship felt foreign to me. 

In the end, I snapped, and I became what I hated the most... something that wasn't human anymore... something that shouldn't have been born...

That was until I was reincarnated as Lucas Nightstar, granted a second chance at a happy life with a loving family. Now, I would do anything to protect them, live my life to the fullest, and was willing to destroy anyone who dares stand in my way of my newfound peace. Yet...

Little did I know what fate had in store for me.
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Rise of the White Devil

A single assassin known by an ominous name...

The mere mention of that name brought dread into one's heart.

A name that everyone in the entire world feared.

Not because he was the strongest—there were countless men who could beat him physically, but that didn't mean he was the weakest.

Not because he was the smartest—there were countless men who were smarter than him, but that didn't mean he was the dumbest.

Not because he was the craziest—there were countless men crazier than him, but that didn't mean he wasn't crazy.

The reason why everyone feared him was simple...

Every victim of the Reaper of Night was marked, for he always left his signature: a black rose, on the body or nearby.

They say a man is most dangerous when he has nothing left to lose.

Calamity of Dread [2]