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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

‎Rasmus couldn't believe that his mother had raised such an entity, an error in the world of the living. He couldn't understand what he was seeing still, and no matter how hard he tried to look at its eyes, it only stared back.

‎"Are you a Dark Spirit?" Rasmus asked, looking up at the entity in front of him.

‎"Yes, that's who I am. I was born to this world with nothing but hatred, and I have killed countless of lives, finding joy in it," the Dark Spirit answered. "I was told to wait, to stay, and to endure until the time comes," the Dark Spirit continued, slowly lifting its shadowy and formless head.

‎The dome of smoke was still preventing the outside world from seeing and entering the forest. However, the smoke above the island began to disperse, revealing the bright moonlight.

‎"And is this the time you have been waiting for?" Rasmus asked with his eyes narrowed.

Legacy.