A Demon: Plea

The thought consumed Luther, and his breathing quickened, ragged and shallow.

How… how did he level up so fast?

Did Alex slay some high-ranking beast? Was he being supported by a god?

The questions tumbled through Luther's mind, one after another, but no answers came.

Each possibility felt more impossible than the last.

His confusion turned to dread.

He couldn't understand the stranger's intentions. What did Alex want? What was he going to do next?

But one thing was certain—this stranger wasn't going to let him live.

The weight of Alex's gaze bore down on Luther, suffocating and unrelenting.

It wasn't just the pain in his body that paralyzed him; it was the overwhelming presence of the man in front of him.

Alex wasn't human.

He felt like something entirely otherworldly.

A demon. A deity.

Luther couldn't tell which, but the aura Alex exuded was inhuman and unstoppable.