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Strongest Demigod System

The year is 2055, and the world is being ravaged by monsters born from the veil, called Daemons. The only hope of humanity standing against these monsters are the Demigods who possess Divine Blessings from the Celestials. Azrael Mortis was a gifted demigod chosen by Thanatos, the personification of death. He possessed extraordinary talent in battle and a work ethic that pushed his body to its very peak, but an unfortunate turn of events when he was only one year old left him with no God Aspect that would allow him to fight against the Daemons. Azrael was already prepared for a life where he would never be able to become the strongest due to his disability. But as a new chapter of Azrael's life opened, he was presented with an opportunity by Thanatos—one that would grant him the power he had desperately wanted, in exchange for his humanity. ... "I do not give out opportunities lightly, Azrael. I shall only present you with my hand once, and never again. Take my blade and become my Angel of Death, and in exchange, I shall give you power. All the power you ever wished for and more. Power beyond your wildest dreams. What is your answer?" "I don't care what I have to do. If I can become stronger, I would even sell you my soul." "Then may this oath be witnessed by the River Styx. From this moment forward, you shall be known as Azrael, the Angel of Death." ... Posting Schedule: Two chapters a day everyday except on days when extra chapters are posted along with regular ones. ... Leave a review if you like the novel and feel free to go crazy with the comments. I'll really appreciate it. Oh yeah, Powerstones and GT are the life-blood of novels so I'd appreciate everything you can give. ... For Extra Chapter requests, send Powerstones with a message and I'll see what I can do.
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Paradox : The hidden history

It was shocking for everyone to find out that they could suddenly perform 'witchcrafts' or atleast that's what they had called them in the initial days. Until people realising it's a cursed gift to the humanity. Like a rose.Prophetic words of the chosen one spread among the people. That one day the one to have been the most different would either banish the cursed gift or preserve it with destruction. People would stay calm only for a while. After all there's only so much one can control when every single human is granted with powers. So the rebellions start. The ones which tried to assassinate the royals. And the ones who just finally wanted freedom. But there would also always be a saviour. But when the gift is cursed.... So is the knight in shining armour. For, the armour will be tainted in blood. Blood that couldn't be washed away even with the blade. Or flowers. Or the honour of the ruler. Time can only numb the itch caused from the thorns on the rose. Time named this cursed gift as 'domains' as people honed their powers into daily uses. Passing their knowledge to the next generations.... Until death meets time. But alas, death would meet time when peace is bestowed when war is stopped. But the war? Oh it would never stop. Alliances can be made to break and mend over and over but the war would never stop. Or At least not until the crows took a taste of everything it had to offer. After all, crows are the means for death to meet time. The hopes for chosen one would be barely hanging in the void..... until the different one finally makes the appearance. And so does hope. And so does war.
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