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, and 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 he was.

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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1 chapter per day (2,000~ words)
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 was thrown down and crashed.

His body bounced against the ground, but the momentum didn't stop, carrying him through the cemented walls like a cannonball, ripping through them one after another without any sign of stopping.

At the last aisle, he was able to catch himself, holding onto the floor.

Five small trenches were made as he finally came to a stop.

Having been thrown down from at least a ten-story height dealt great damage to his body.

Had it not been for his wings slowing him down, he probably wouldn't have gotten back up again.

"Okay… Okay… I was doubtful before, but I understand it now. Sunna's avatar is damn strong."

Lucivar commented with a light chuckle.

The Real Battle of Avatars (1)