Prince of Nightmares: Banished to Hell With a System
After being cast to the depths of hell just for being born 'wrong,' Lokus was beaten down and trampled upon in its unforgiving lands, where power was everything. And for someone with no power like him? He was stuck at the bottom of the food chain. But his heart burned with a vengeance and a desire to show the world just how big of a mistake it had made in pushing him aside, to make those who had cast him down regret that they had ever looked down upon him. Amidst his suffering, the Phantom Monarch System answered his call for vengeance. Now armed with the opportunity to tear down those who stood above him, he begins his ascent to the top of the world, to cast down the ones who have thrown him away and make them rue the day they had ever thought themselves his betters. His so-called parents? He would show them what it meant to be worthless. The man who had banished him? Lokus would crush him under a torrent of ice. Those who had shunned him, scorned him, hated him? He would repay their hatred back tenfold. During his crusade, the words of a prophecy loom to his back all the while, its words haunting and its fulfillment fast approaching. "Dread thrice-shunned's rise heralds death. Broken kingdoms, shattered bonds, Reducing the waning light to but a distant whisper. Under sin, the daughter births a kindred spirit Tolling the war of void and stars for power nearest. Sinful winter shall clash with righteous sand, Inching towards an eclipse. Death heralds the end, the end heralds the beyond." ........ Readers will learn about the world as Lokus does. However, if you have questions and I deem them okay to answer without spoiling anything, I'll be more than happy to reply. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for Lokus to learn about them. The power system is inspired by both cultivation novels and rpgs, and the world itself by several fantasy books I loved growing up. If you like gritty scenes, systems, no harems, and struggles between good and evil, this might be the story for you.
Sea of White, Part 2
Some of them cut into his exposed neck, drawing blood, but they were too small to do any lasting damage, and so Lokus instead focused on freeing himself from the skeleton's grasp.
With another cry, this one clearer due to his freed throat, he slammed the rim of his shield into the skeleton's face behind him, knocking the creature off of him. But as soon as he did, two more sprang forward, catching him in a three-way bear hug and once more trapping him.
'Damn it!' Lokus roared inwardly. Didn't these skeletons know when to give up?! 'Frost Aura!'
This time he showed no mercy, consolidating the aura around the head of one of the skeletons until the flames of its eyes were snuffed out and the surface felt cold and wet to his Domain. With a snarl, he headbutted the skeleton's ice-covered head, destroying the head just as he did the arms of its friend.