Rise of the White Devil

I was always alone, throughout my life. People looked at me with disdain because I was an orphan without parents. Constant abuse followed me everywhere. I lost touch with how to interact with others. With each passing day, I grew more distant from my emotions until I scarcely recognized myself. The warmth of family and friendship felt foreign to me. In the end, I snapped, and I became what I hated the most... something that wasn't human anymore... something that shouldn't have been born... That was until I was reincarnated as Lucas Nightstar, granted a second chance at a happy life with a loving family. Now, I would do anything to protect them, live my life to the fullest, and was willing to destroy anyone who dares stand in my way of my newfound peace. Yet... Little did I know what fate had in store for me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first time writing a novel, so please give me feedback and point out my mistakes. English isn't my main language, so I could make some grammatical errors. I don't know how this novel will turn out since I am writing this for fun. I don't have a fixed schedule for when I publish chapters, but if I see that it is going well, I might get more serious with my upload schedule (currently 2 chapters/day). So please support me through this journey with reviews and power stones. Discord: https://discord.gg/9zZ69PVNFJ

Crypthh · Fantasy
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121 Chs

Crimson Eyes


A mid-7-star level demon,

Tasked with the elimination of Lucas Nightstar directly by Karciel.

'Ah, I really hate this,'

he thought as he entered a room that was pitch black, devoid of any light.

Every step he took made a creaking sound on the wooden floor.

As he walked further into the dark room, he felt the presence of someone, making him instantly go on one knee.

Two dark crimson eyes suddenly were visible, being the only source of light inside the room.

Vernion trembled, feeling the predatory gaze on him.

One mistake.

That is all it would take currently for someone like him to die.

"You demons have certainly become bold, haven't you?"

The voice belonging to those crimson eyes echoed throughout the room.

"L-lord Elijah..."

"Just who gave you the authority to summon my people?"

Every word the being spoke felt like it was piercing Vernion's brain directly.