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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasy
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291 Chs

The Place is Getting Crowded…

Sitting in the middle of the medical wing, Malachi snapped his fingers and a small coalition of around 25 men and women appeared within the room.

Every one of them were practically bone thin, and they were wearing white hospital gowns with their backs hanging out.

Mal recognized a few of them from T.V. and blessed events from before the world fell.

It tore his heart apart to see these once beautiful and vibrant people in the same kind of condition he found Joanne in after returning home.

"You've all been through a lot, huh...? I promise that you're all in good hands now."

Needless to say, several of the refugees seemed to be put off by his appearance and voice, while others were so out of it from the abuse that they were practically robotic.

"I know this might be a little jarring, but… I need you all to trust me, alright?"

Malachi held out his hands and dark tendrils of a wispy energy left his fingertips en masse.