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

"Count, Master Garret has arrived and is requesting your audience," a servant bowed his head and then looked at Rasmus and Carrion training swordsmanship in the training room.

"I'll be there in a minute," Rasmus nodded as he threw the chipped wooden sword away after his spar with Carrion.

The servant nodded understanding and then glanced at Carrion lying on the ground, beaten to a pulp. He could see the bruises on Carrion's face and arms and immediately left the room to inform the physician to treat Carrion.

"Your growth is almost nonexistent," Rasmus pointed out as he walked toward the table to grab his towel. "But it's better than nothing, and not to mention you're getting used to pain which is not a bad thing to have," he said as he dried his hair and wiped off the sweat on his face and neck.

Self-destruct.