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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

"Jin! Jin, get up!" a familiar voice sounded, and entered Jin's ears.

Jin slowly opened his eyes, squinching. He was in a vehicle. Having taken this into account, he started to quickly look around. His pupils darted, roving at his surroundings. Where was he? He needed to fight.

Ashton, and Dobby were at his sides, left and right. Tristan steered the vehicle, and a strange man occupied the front passenger seat.

Ashton peered at him. "It's okay, Jin. We're fine now …"

Jin's eyes widened. "Where are we? Are you guys okay!?" He quickly looked at Dobby. His arm was there—the arm Krod had torn off his body. "I … I thought—"

Ashton placed a hand upon his shoulder. "We're okay now. You see the guy in the front seat, he saved us. He used some kind of stone, and we were all healed for some reason."

"It's called a Healstone," said Cliff, "they're rare—and you weak little punks made me use my last one."

Jin looked at Ashton. "Healstone?"