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Sacred Malice

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​"To live without power is a crime; to die without it is a curse." ​In a world where a man’s life is worth less than the shine on a nobleman’s boot, Ayan was born. An orphan of a slave, he inherited only one legacy from his dying mother: "Become so powerful that even Death must ask your permission to take you." ​While the year 2145 in the city of Aetheria hides a cursed book—The Fallen Demon—that shatters the boundaries of reality, a primitive and cruel cultivation world demands a different price. Here, Echo Masters command the elements and bend the heavens to their will. Ayan doesn't seek mercy. He doesn't seek justice. He seeks Absolute Sovereignty. ​Whether he must scrub the filth off boots or wade through rivers of blood, he will not falter. In the grand game of existence, you are either a pawn on the board or the hand that flips it. ​"This story is also being published on Royal Road under the username secrad7988."
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