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 felt his consciousness being devoured, until everything went dark.

He couldn't feel any pain, or any sensation within his body. He thought that this was the end. But that feeling didn't last for long, as he started to feel as if someone were flashing a bright light in his face.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was no longer surrounded by darkness or glitching red screens. Instead, he was seated upright, his back resting against something solid and smooth.

He blinked, trying to clear the blurriness from his vision, and the world slowly returned to focus. He found himself sitting on a throne that was floating in an endless night sky.

He could see many meteorites flying past him, but none of them dared to approach him as he remained seated like an overlord. Not far from him, there was a moon that didn't need to rely on any sun to shine brightly.

Chapter 83: God of Night Sky