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 revealed to Eduard his plan to monopolize the trading and shipping business in Eddenvilla. He also told Eduard about his work, including the documents he had gathered about the Vivelda and Urion companies. Eduard listened to his explanation and plan as he read the data on the current market price, which was overpriced.

"I have known Vivelda and the Urion companies for a while now since they also have trading posts back there in the capital city. They're not as greedy as here because they have to compete with other powerful companies in the Refenus Kingdom. But to think they could do something like this here is unbelievable," Eduard muttered as he flipped the papers in his hands.

"This is their gold mine," Rasmus nodded as he looked outside the window. Do you have any idea why no other companies are competing here in Eddenvilla? I thought everyone would want to compete here. " He looked at Eduard, who was too focused on the documents in his hands.

Excuses.