SwirlingInk

[NOTICE] 
You have died.

All conditions have been met.

Acquiring, Demon Lord Revival System.

Triggering Revive point.

...

Elijah, a poor orphan whose life was shaped by the cruelty of a world that saw no value in him, fought tirelessly to carve meaning from the depths of his suffering. Yet even his persistent struggle could not spare him from the grip of fate. 

But death was not the final release he sought. Instead, it cast him into a strange, twisted world, one teeming with Umbral kin and ancient human powers. 

Forgotten and feared, Elijah believed that fate had dealt its cruelest blow, but surrender has never been an option for him. 

In a realm where power is survival and ambition invokes ruin, Elijah must embrace the darkness that stirs deep within him or risk being consumed by it.

WARNING #18, But in limited chapters.

My Demon Lord Revival System

"Maybe if I keep my eyes on it, it won't attack me".

Elijah moved slowly, each step echoing against the rustle of the overgrown flora.

Elijah made it to the other door, finally facing the back of the statue, Elijah heaved a sigh of relief.

"Now that wasn't so hard now was it".

Elijah raised his right foot and took a step back, the moment his leg began to cross the stone door.

He felt his blood run cold as the stone statues head turned backwards, it's eyes resembling that of an emotionless puppet.

The valkyrie made its move, moving at break neck speed.

Elijah could barely see its movements as a sword came plunging towards his chest.

He instinctively punched out at the sword, but it easily cut through his whole hand, cleaving it into even half's.

And proceeding to tear his chest in two, Elijah felt the weight on his right side vanish as blood sprayed like a broken dam.

The Demon Despairs 2.