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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

Ciel stood straight and began to remove his robe and cape from his body. He swung his sword around as he kept his eyes on the mysterious person in front of him. The move that he witnessed earlier, was something that he couldn't pull so easily toward elite knights.

He wanted to test what kind of opponent he was facing, but he knew deep down that his gut was telling him to not play around. The person in front of him would kill without hesitation or the need to play around.

He coated his sword with a thick amount of Aura as he controlled his breathing. He distributed the Aura on his feet and hands to maximize his chances of winning the duel. Even so, he was unsure about this whole thing.

While he was preparing himself Aris moved her foot and dashed toward him. It caught him off guard but his muscle memories immediately placed him in a defensive stance.

Fragile.