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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Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods.
A trickster God.
An arrogant God.
A chaotic God.
A wrathful God.
A puritanical God.
Read to find who these Gods are!
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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

The morning earlier, the Council of the Light Concord headquarters.

Callista stepped out of the room and combed her hair back in utter frustration.

She was called here early in the morning to be interrogated and checked, to see if there was really any cue of Crossers' influence on her. Due to the news of her—bullying an aspiring Hybrid, she pulled a lot of unwanted attention.

Fortunately, the interrogation went smoothly, or at least she thought it went smoothly.

Even then, this was really a hassle.

"Lucivar…" She mumbled with hate as she headed to the lobby.

Her branded heels tapped against the glossy marble floor in a rushed rhythm—the strength behind each of her steps echoed with the anger boiling inside of her. Clicking her tongue, she reached for her phone in her bag and dialed someone.

"Dear… When are you going to come here?"

Night of Blood and Money (2)