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Loki’s Successor System

Jin, a crippled teenager, lives in a multicultural society with a plethora of fantastical races all living in a modern world, where ordinary citizens are suppressed of magic at birth. Whereas, the Government, and people working for them, keep all of the Magic themselves. Jin’s entire teenage life changes forever on the last day of a stressful school term. He had been bestowed the power of a God. The power of the God of Mischief. Jin is caught in many dire situations given that he has been bestowed the system. Slowly, Jin becomes more powerful, and more … evil. The system slowly diminishes his sentience, and he transgresses to the cusps of the Mischief God he was destined to be. When later, all of the citizens, who’ve been suppressed of their magic at birth, begins to get their abilities awakened again. And the demon race, the most rebellious race, attacks the city for the systems. ______ The prologue is short because … let’s face it—nobody likes prologues… ———- Cover created and owned by the Author… ______ EXTRA - Update Stability: 1-3 Chapters per day, depending on power stone votes. Tropes you’ll find in this novel: Mature Content: If you can bare swear words, and some gore here and there, you’ll be fine reading this. R18 doesn’t imply rape and sexual content. System: There is a system, but it isn't the entirety of the story. The system isn’t the main focus here. Magical Realism: If you love magical realism, this might be your spice. Good paced Weak-to-Strong: MC will grow in strength at a respectable pace with the help of his system. ______

SkyStrider · Fantasy
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261 Chs

Rescued 2

"Damn it!" Cliff snapped. "I forgot I'm out of cigarettes! I smoked the last one minutes ago!" his eyebrows knotted.

Dobby snapped back. "And you were getting that nasty stuff in my lungs, arsehole!" pointedly insolent.

Cliff glanced back at Dobby. "You're the bad one in the group, aren't you? The tough guy—the moody, doesn't-give-a-shit guy?"

Dobby simply averted his eyes. He saw the man's glare and yielded. He didn't dare counterattack.

"I thought so…"

Tristan took a right turn, veering the car to the right, smiling. "Dobby can be cold, but he can also be so warm at times. He doesn't give a shit, he's really, really rude. You're gonna have to get used to him."

Jin asked, "Used to him? That stranger's staying with us?"

"Yeah," Tristan glimpsed at the mirror, "for a long, long time—whether you like it or not. He said he'd explain himself to you when he gets the chance."

Jin leaned forward and looked at Cliff. "Hey, guy? Don't you have the chance to explain yourself … now?"