Iqfauli

Kyros was no hero—nor was he a villain. A pragmatist to the core, he turned Earth into a chessboard of chaos, bending nations and empires to his will before meeting his end. But death was only the beginning. The Devil intervened, pulling Kyros into Hell with an irresistible proposition: a second chance at life in a world far removed from Earth—a world named Neva.

In this fantastical realm of knights, nobility, magic, and divine power, Kyros becomes the key piece in a wager between God and the Devil. Reborn as Rasmus Blackheart, a disgraced young noble, his task is clear: unleash chaos and topple the order of Neva, just as he did on Earth. But the Devil has added a twist to the game—he’ll serve as Rasmus’s companion, not as a guide but as a mischievous, manipulative force, more likely to hinder than help.

Navigating a world brimming with intrigue and divine interference, Rasmus must survive, scheme, and rise from ruin to reshape Neva in his image. Will his cunning be enough to outwit his foes—and his so-called ally—or will this chaotic partnership lead to his downfall?

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The Kind of Evil

Rasmus didn't want to sit down on any sofa in the brothel house because he didn't know what kind of stains lingered there. He watched Erlina try her way to persuade and calm all the guests with her charm. She handled it like walking in the park, giving them some understanding and offering something that those guests couldn't resist.

After she handled all the guests and escorted them out of the building, she sighed as she rolled her eyes. She fixed her dress before she turned around to approach Rasmus, swaying her hips, a bit on the lip, and a tug of a smile on the side of her lips that anyone couldn't resist. Unfortunately, it didn't affect Rasmus at all.

"Now, my dear patron, I'm all yours for an hour. What do you want to do?" Erlina chuckled as she stood in front of Rasmus, staring up into his eyes with her brown eyes.

Madam Erlina.