Paragon of Death

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason. My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone! No, this is worse than hell! I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers. So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides Everyone said death is scary but I say it's the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation? Who would want to return to this crazy world? "It's not yet time for you to go... You have one more task to accomplish as my host" A voice called out to me. I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes. "Haven't I suffered enough? Can't I just rest?" I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world? "Don't you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don't you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!" The beautiful man said with an alluring voice. "You... Who are you?" I asked with an anxious heart. My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me. "Call me Death..."

3_Sins_Studios · Fantasy
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691 Chs

Chapter 100: Unexpected twist


The great general tent belonging to Duke Hail swung open as Damon stepped in. This time he wasn't dressed in his complete armor. Just the lower half of his armor while his top half was left bare, revealing countless tattoos riddle all through his body. The air around Damon has always been heavy and with each tattoo he acquires, the feeling only got worse.

As soon as he stepped into the room was the elf princess, Elsa Leaf. Her emerald eyes captured his attention, alongside her petite yet busty body. Just as her presence caused Damon to feel disoriented, Damon's appearance threw her off balance as well.

His arrival came with a strong stench of death which one can only acquire by personally killing a good number of people. The tattoos on his body were proof of how many people he had killed in the supernatural realm! To think a young child like Damon has been forced to kill this many at such a young age.