Mrboogey13

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict.

Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past.

Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world.

Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed but fate intervened, he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city.

In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel.

A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought to be.

In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins.

While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel.

"Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win"

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Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!

Ascension of the Dark Seraph

Lucivar saw the guards guarding the entrance earlier.

Even though Fabio hasn't explained the rules of the facility, it's likely that hunters would not be able to leave the premises. If that's the case—Lucivar would be in a pickle, he needed to crack the opportunity.

How would he be able to do that if he was stuck here? He needed some freedom.

Pointing his ring to the left mirror, he paid three essence bars.

He saw the other two magical mirrors disappearing, leaving the one he chose behind.

It shattered, exploding into a wisp of emerald energy, and shot toward Lucivar's forehead like a bullet. Instantly, rows of information, were forcibly injected—into his mind. He had assumed he'd have a choice in the matter.

But he didn't, a new ability was branded into his mind.

Recovering from the recoil, he arranged his mind and checked the new ability he gained.

'Ah... I thought of a perfect one but I got this,'

Dark Oath