Lucien Veyr had died more times than most men had fought battles.He had been poisoned by his enemies, stabbed by his lovers, and once thrown from the highest tower of a royal castle. He had been burned alive and buried in places where even the strongest warriors feared to enter.Yet none of those deaths had been enough to keep him buried.Every time, Lucien returned in the same body, with the same soul, the same memories, and the same terrible personality. Over the years, people had stopped celebrating his death. There was no point. He always returned, usually after two weeks, ready to make life miserable for everyone who wished he had stayed dead.But something went wrong with his latest resurrection.Lucien's body came back to life as usual, but this time, his soul was gone. In its place was the soul of Marcus Hale, an ordinary man from Earth who knew nothing about Lucien's enemies, his crimes, or the world he had just entered.And the first thing Marcus saw when he opened his eyes

Marcus looked around, expecting to see three Demon Lords who looked just as terrifying as Vyrella. He didn't even know what Demon Lords were supposed to look like, but judging by the woman standing before him, he wasn't interested in finding out."Do they look exactly like you?" he asked, glancing at her.Vyrella gave him an angry look. "This is not the time for your stupid jokes. I can't tell who they are yet, but whoever is coming knows about the damaged chain. That means they're not ordinary people."Marcus was still confused. He had barely managed to convince her to give him seven days before cutting his head off, and now some other people were coming to finish the job."Wait." Vyrella looked toward the entrance as the markings on her wrist changed. "Now I know who they are." Her expression turned ugly. "The people you sold me to. Wonderful. You've really outdone yourself this time, Lucien."She turned around and started walking away."What? You can't just leave!" Marcus hurried a

Selene hurried forward to grab Garrick's arm. They all knew Lucien, and whatever was wrong with him, he was still the last person anyone wanted to fight."I could have been wrong, Garrick. Don't take it too far.""Stay away, woman!" Garrick snapped, raising his sword.Marcus still thought it was some kind of joke. Back on Earth, he and his friends used to threaten to kill one another whenever they argued. Nobody actually meant it."Come on, man—"Garrick swung.Marcus tried to move, but he was too slow. The sword went straight into his stomach."ARGHH!"He staggered backward, clutching the weapon. Blood spilled down his clothes as Garrick pulled it out, but before Marcus could even understand what had happened, the wound began closing.Within seconds, the wound closed, leaving a scar. The pain was still there, sharp enough to make him dizzy.Selene stared at him. So did the others.Fuck!Marcus's heart almost stopped. These people believed he was Level 200, and they expected him to fi

Two weeks before Lucien's death, he had called Selene aside and handed her a sealed envelope."I'm going to die soon. Keep this safe," he said, taking another drag from his cigarette."Why are you dying this time? And what about the Vault?" Selene asked."Don't question me. And don't bother opening it. Only the person it's meant for can read it.""Then why give it to me?""Because I said so."He walked away. Selene slipped the letter into her pocket and eventually forgot about it. Lucien's strange behavior had never been worth trying to understand.Only as she lost consciousness under Vyrella's attack did she remember the envelope. Then everything went dark.\\###Marcus stared at the letter in his hands.Marcus Hale.That was his name. His real name!What kind of fucking coincidence was this?He tore open the envelope and unfolded the paper inside.Marcus, if you're reading this, then I was right. You finally made it here.— Lucien Veyr.Marcus frowned. Before he could decide what to

Marcus finally managed to get himself a proper meal. But one of the main reasons he had insisted on coming into town was because he wanted to look around.So far, he had seen several demons who looked similar to Vyrella. Some had horns, while others had strange eyes or tails. Thankfully, none of them stopped to give him a second look.That was some consolation. At least he didn't seem to owe every demon he passed on the street.He excused himself while Vyrella was eating and went to the restroom. After making sure the door was locked, he called up his status screen.[STATUS]Name: Lucien VeyrLevel: 1Class: None (Hollow)STR: 8 | SPD: 9 | MIND: 14 | WILL: 12Marcus ran a hand through his hair."Still Level 1? How the fuck do you even grow this thing?"Back on Earth, all the games he played had rules for levelling up. You fought enemies, completed missions, and gained experience."At least that fight with those three bastards should have counted for something!"As though responding to