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Elias' world was destroyed right in front of his eyes. Only after his transmigration did he learn that there was nothing natural about its destruction.



The person who destroyed his world was the eldest son of the family he was transmigrated to, the Ashborns.



He could never forget his sister's cries when she suffered and eventually died from the virus that wreaked havoc in his world. And here he was, the person responsible, laughing.



Elias wanted to repay the favor. He wanted to bring absolute ruination to these people. And for that, he had to play by their rules. He had to become the Architect of an Apocalypse…

Legendary Architect of Apocalypse

"Aren't you a little too old to be bullying a child?" Elias heard the voice, which, surprisingly, came from behind him. He hadn't even felt the person's presence, even though he was speaking from right behind him.

The only thing he could see was that the remnant snow in the surroundings had started turning dark, losing any semblance of life it contained.

He felt a tap on his shoulder, and to his surprise, the pressure that had been pushing down on his body disappeared entirely.

"You are...?" Elias stood up and looked behind him. He saw a man who looked like he was in his mid-twenties. However, he couldn't be certain about the man's true age.

The man didn't look strong. He had dark circles around his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for months. He looked somewhat gloomy and bored.

He wasn't even dressed as lavishly as the rest, or had any family insignia on his clothes. He was simply wearing a loose t-shirt and jeans.

Chapter 47: The Necromancer