They call him the heartless demon. A demon with no sense of remorse or empathy.A creature that knows only to kill and feast upon his enemies. Others call him a satanic being, capable and intelligent enough to comprehend the concept of morality but fully decided to act against it.In his quest for power, he had stab the back of his own allies, and killed anyone that was foolish enough to block his path.But perhaps, his journey could come to and end here.The gate of the throne room opened with a bang. A two meter tall death knight appeared and spoke: “Master, the enemies breache—“Before the undead could finish speaking, a long sword enveloped in bright light pierced through its chest.“Malachi! Your undead army has been eradicated! This is where you’re going to die!”Ten figures appeared by the gate. All of them wore thick and strong armor with powerful weapons in their hand.“You won’t stand a chance against the ten of us. We are united here to destroy you once and for all!”Mala

A long ago, when Malachi was just a 5 year old child. There was only him and his mother. Malachi never knew who his father was, and even though his mother was extremely wealthy, he was still jealous of his friends who had their own father to play with.His mother realize this and always tried to bring a man home, but none of them were suitable. His mother was beautiful. The most beautiful the town ever seen. She was also extremely wealthy. No man should ever rejected her, but she was also very picky because she wanted to give Malachi a great father.A man then came into their life. A novice of the Path of Divinity which was the religion of this empire. Any figure of the church in any level were admired and respected as they were serving the god himself. His mother was charmed by this man. He had nothing. No wealth, no status, not even strength in magic. All he had was his words. Yet, that was enough to convince his mother that he was the right man.Aldric. That was his name. Even th

Malachi went through his days with the same routines. Waking up in the morning and forced to drink the poisoned tea after Aldric slap him in the face. He didn’t fight back and simply do as told.Whenever Lily came and told him to prostate on the ground, he would do so without a word which made her laugh. He did all this knowing that he would pay them back a thousand time one day.The sky was covered with gray clouds today, seemingly about to rain. Inside the Mansion of the second floor, all of the opened windows began to be closed by the maid. The wind blew quite hard.“It rarely rains in Trilea.” Aldric frowned as he walked through the hallway, gazing at the sky through the window. “Something doesn’t seems right. Especially that kid Malachi. He used to stare at me with anger and fight back but all of a sudden he turned soft and meek. I can’t let my guard down.”Aldric snapped his finger and a maid walked towards him before bowing. “You called, master?”“Check on that boy. Make sur

Divine Empire of Iaionia was a vast empire that revolves around a central religion known as The Path of Divinity. The religion taught that the empire was divinely chosen by the gods to rule over the land and its people. The Divine Emperor was considered the living representative of the gods, and his decrees were considered sacred and unquestionable.The empire’s culture was deeply rooted in its religious beliefs. Devotion to the god was paramount, and festivals, prayers, and sacrifices were common. The Divine Emperor was the absolute ruler, considered divine in their own right. The Emperor’s decision were guided by the Council of High Priest, influential religious figure responsible for interpreting divine will and advising on governance matters.The High Priest was not an easy position to obtain. Every member of the High Priest were extremely talented and skilled magicians in the art of holy magic, said to be capable of creating miracles encompassing an entire town or landscape. In l

“What are you going to do now?” Seraphina asked.“I am going back to the mansion.” Malachi immediately ran to the direction where he came from.Seraphina was confused. He retrieved the book of necromancy. From a logical perspective, Malachi should have run far away from this place and learn the art before slowly regaining his former power. If revenge was what he wanted, he could wait until he gain sufficient strength. With the memories of his past life, that shouldn’t be difficult. ‘So why is he heading back to the mansion now?’ Seraphina pondered.As Malachi sprinted through the forest, clutching the book of necromancy tightly in his hands, his mind raced with conflicting emotions. As they neared the mansion, the sounds of rustling leaves were replaced by the distant murmurs of people. The moon's soft glow began to illuminate their path as darkness settled over the landscape. “Seraphina, fly ahead and inform me if there are any guards.”“The guards are still patrolling,” Seraphina