A crimson battlefield stretched across the ruined plains. The sky burned with hellish fire, casting eerie shadows over the corpses of fallen warriors. Rivers of blood flowed, carrying the stench of death.
Amidst the carnage stood a lone figure, clad in torn black robes, his golden eyes gleaming with dark amusement.
Raven Asmodeus—the most strongest and feared sorcerer in history.
Yet, he was surrounded.
A vast army of heroes, knights, and celestial beings encircled him, their weapons shimmering with divine energy. His former allies stood at the front, their faces twisted with betrayal.
The Hero of Light, Ezekiel Dawnbringer, pointed his radiant sword at Raven's chest. "This is the end, Raven. The world will no longer suffer under your tyranny!"
Raven smirked, wiping the blood from his lips. "Is that what you tell yourselves to justify your betrayal?"
His once-loyal right-hand man, Cain Nightshade, stepped forward. "You were too powerful. Too dangerous. We had no choice."
His trusted disciple, Lilith Moonveil, clenched her fists. "You taught us everything, but in the end, you became a monster."
Even the woman he once loved, Seraphina Astra, stood behind them, silent, but her hand clenched around the dagger still dripping with his blood.
Raven chuckled. It was always the same.
The strong were feared. The powerful were envied. And the world always turned against those who refused to kneel.
He took a step forward. Even now, fear flickered in their eyes.
"You think this is my end?" Raven whispered. "You fools... I shall return, and when I do—"
A golden blade pierced his heart.
Ezekiel twisted the sword, and with a final strike—Raven Asmodeus, the Strongest sorcerer, fell.
Darkness claimed him.
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A sharp gasp echoed in a dimly lit room.
Lucian Nightshade's eyes flew open, his breath ragged. Pain. Weakness. The stench of rot.
His fingers trembled as he pushed himself up from the dirty silk sheets of an ancient, decaying bed. The room was small, filled with old furniture, and covered in dust.
Memories flooded his mind.
No. Not Raven Asmodeus anymore.
He was now Lucian Nightshade, the disgraced young master of the once-mighty Nightshade Family.
A former genius, now a crippled joke.
Three years ago, he was betrayed—his fiancée, Selena Everwood, poisoned him, stripping away his talent. The Nightshade Family cast him aside, treating him as nothing more than a burden.
A slow, humiliating death.
But now... Raven Asmodeus lived once more.
Lucian clenched his fists. "Interesting."
The door suddenly creaked open.
A fat, pig-like man strolled in, his face twisted in a cruel grin. It was Derek, a lowly servant who had spent years tormenting Lucian.
"Still alive, cripple?" Derek sneered. "Just die already."
Lucian raised his head, golden eyes glowing with eerie amusement.
For the first time in years, fear flickered in Derek's eyes.
[Ding! Villain Domination System Activated.]
A golden screen appeared before Lucian.
[Mission: Kill Your First Enemy]
[Reward: Villain's Forbidden Power – Blood Absorption]
Lucian's lips curled into a slow, sinister smile.
"It seems I need to start cleaning up the filth."