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kneeling before the tomb that houses the remains of nanny Naomi, Redmond Red knew clearly without doubt that he has only one responsibility and that's to crush every soul that brought about the premature death of the purest soul. twenty years ago, eight years old Redmond Red's family was assassinated, fifteen of them while he was only able to escape by a whisker following the sacrifice of his nanny. "Dear boy, protect my baby girl" Nanny Naomi had cried out in sorrow before their cruel sword penetrated into her. For years he has been tormented by her last moments. He could remember her heavy pants, the hot sweat that soaked her cloth and the uncertainty in her eyes. Twenty years later, he is back to reward everyone according to their deeds. They said on his right hand was the sword of vengeance while on the other was a list, the "death list". Cursed is one whose name were scribed in his list for they shall meet a fate so excruciating that the devil will weep.

In a realm where gods play dice with mortal souls, a cursed boy refuses his fate. Born with a tempered body blessed by the heavens, Kirin Arcanus should’ve been a legend. Instead, he became an outcast, cursed, shunned, and exiled from the very clan that should’ve raised him as their heir. The demon that killed his parents didn’t vanish... it slumbered inside him, waiting. Powerless. Mocked. Weak. Kirin claws his way through life with nothing but grit, will, and the whisper of an ancient, forbidden path to strength. When he’s finally granted a second chance at cultivation, it comes at a brutal cost, awakening something dark, something hungry. Inside the hallowed walls of the Academy, friends become enemies. Trust is currency. And betrayal? That’s the tuition fee. His closest companion, Seth, hides a twisted purpose. His allies? Torn between love, legacy, and lies. As realms collide, bloodlines unravel, and demonic whispers grow louder, Kayden must choose, become the hero they never saw coming… or embrace the chaos he was born to unleash. He didn’t ask to be a weapon. But he sure as hell is going to use it.

His name was Zyren Drakos—a name whispered like a curse and remembered like a legend. Once left to die on the blood-soaked battlefield of the fallen Aetherion Kingdom, Zyren’s fate should have ended there. But death had other plans. Rescued by a notorious poison master shunned by the martial world, Zyren was reborn—not as a soldier, but as a living weapon. Trained in silence and shadows, he mastered forbidden arts. Every breath he took, every enemy he struck down, carved his path in poison and vengeance. But everything changed the night he saved her—a courtesan cloaked in mystery and beauty, with secrets deeper than her smile. She gave him his first taste of love... and cursed him forever. Now, hunted by assassins, betrayed by allies, and chased by the ghosts of a war not yet over, Zyren fights not just to survive—but to uncover the truth. Because somewhere in the chaos, the courtesan vanished... and left behind a single message: “They were never after me… They were after you.”