Duke_Asmodeus

"Reincarnation? Rebirth? Regression?" A hollow laugh slipped past my lips. "What bullshit."

Reincarnated on earth after his first death. 

Reborn again, only to lose everything he died once again. Julian desired freedom, unable to resist the terror of the seven devils trying to dominate the world. 

Julian regressed a week before the special Full-World Virtual MMORPG game, Avalon's Fall, was released and changed the fate of humankind. Julian was given another chance to live. The new VR UNIT gave players a more realistic experience. 

Inside the game, the players could touch, taste and smell things like the real world. 

Although the creator remained a mystery, Julian knew its true purpose: to evolve, improve, and prepare humankind for war against an insidious foe. 

Seven Devils would soon descend on Earth, causing the game world and reality to merge, and the first devil would appear in less than a month after his regression.

'Humanity cannot last longer than a decade, more than 90% will die in a year.' 

Julian's heart pounded like a hammer—two failed lives under his belt. 

Now he would face the same Devil who stole everything he ever loved or cared about with a single swing of its gigantic sword.

But this time would be different...

Somehow, after being blessed by the goddess Solaria, he gained a unique class and evolutionary path that differed from what he knew. 

He somehow entered the game world after the devils destroyed it. A realm of nightmare where death was almost certain!

[◊ Welcome to Avalon—After the Fall! ◊] 

[◊ Class Gained: Shadow Mancer (SSSR) ◊]

[◊ To the heir of shadows who returned to this fallen kingdom ◊]

[◊ Raise your fallen kin and take back your world! ◊]

'What?'

No longer the same class or type of evolved, he became a mage-type, summoning the souls of the dead to create shadow minions. 

Despite his confusion, Julian focused on the future... he wouldn't let Sena die, or lose everything like the past, and thus he set forth, aiming to kill the first Devil.

Little did he know that his title carried a significant meaning, and one day, he would stand above those who ruined his past and define their fates.

The Heir of Shadows

The 13th Divine

Reborn Regress Return: I Am the Heir of Shadows!

When Fran asked Julian to stay over, he made a huge mistake.

He didn't realise the game had already fused with the real world. If normal. The NPCs wouldn't have desires. Instead, they would follow a digital script apart from basic needs like food and water.

He should have paid more attention when Fran's gaze lingered too long or when her hand stayed on his shoulder a few seconds longer than it needed to.

But he brushed it all off with the same convenient logic.

The room became dark. There was no light—only a shining pair of pink spheres remained in Julian's sight before his eyes adjusted to the darkness.

"Fran, what're you doing?" He asked, noticing her strange action.

You Said Spare bed... But It's YOUR Bed! [R18]