Demonic_angel

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

Elias held the sword, surprised by its weight despite its size. It was heavy, but it felt perfect in his hands. He might have had more time to appreciate the sword if he hadn't heard its panicked thoughts.

"What's too late?" he asked, genuinely confused. Before he could get a response, he felt the ground trembling beneath him.

"We're dead! Absolutely, positively, stone-cold dead!" the sword complained, barely refraining from cursing. "You've awakened this irritating thing!"

Elias also came to a realisation, that it wasn't the ground which was trembling. Instead, it was the skeleton itself that was moving.

"Was this sword some kind of seal that kept this Beast of Decay in place?" He felt his balance shake, as the giant skeleton started rising.

Chapter 64: Lift