Devil

‘’Everyone died because heaven wronged me first.’’   ‘’Tell me, what should I have done when someone lived the very life I bled for?’’  ‘’Sit quietly and allow fate to mock me, or I watch the world I had lit on fire burn for my sake?’’  ☆☆☆☆☆ Five thousand years ago, two best friends were sent to Fate Heaven to compete with other races and become gods. They trained hard, showed the divine realm their skills and abilities, and they survived many tribulations. Many could become Fairy lords and Immortals, but only one could become a god.  The gods, the immortals, the contestants and even the low-level guards at the immortal gates were sure that Jiang Xing will become a god. Fate played a cruel game and his unworthy, talentless best friend was chosen instead by the Grand Divine Being.  He assumed it would not have happened if the Grand Divine had never favoured her romantically. His thoughts became the truth, the truth his burden, the burden his pain, and the pain his obsession, and gradually he became a vessel for something dangerous.  He turned the very thing they all favoured into something they all feared and came together to ruin after so much blood had been shed.  ‘’They broke me first and I made everyone regret it.’’  From an ambitious mortal cultivator who dreamed of becoming a god to becoming a devil that crushed the three realms, tore two lovers apart and rewrote his destiny.  Three souls caught in the brutal conflict of love, justice and divine madness.  Only one survived to tell the story.  ‘’Heaven is only unkind to those who chose it.’’   ☆☆☆ | Exclusive only on Meganovel and under the pen name: Nineheavens. | | Daily updates is promised. | | Original and not a translated work. |

When a sudden supernatural storm wreaks havoc on Griffin City and releases mysterious monsters from portals, Mason risks his life while trying to save his foster brother, and fails, but is beaten to death by a bully. At the brink of death, he awakens a system through an old necklace given to him by his father before he and Mason’s mother were killed by a shadowed figure during the first occurrence of the same storm that dawned on their city ten years ago. The system grants Mason the power to respawn after death infinitely, yet his power is mocked as a useless one by those who also awakened superpowers during the storm. However, there's more to his powers than he even knows. With the system, his abilities are limitless. He decides to groom his powers when he sees his potential and fights against the monsters that appeared from the portals. In the long run, as he unravels his powers, he becomes a prize for envious power hungry supernatural beings he never knew existed and decides to hide behind an alter ego known as “Devil's Spawn”. He joins the secret Protectors’ Guild to protect innocent citizens when he realizes that his foster family have no way to protect themselves. Things take a turn when his foster sister goes missing. He goes in search for her and crosses paths with the shadowed figure that killed his parents again. His memories are triggered and he's hellbent on knowing who the shadowed figure was. Revenge becomes his game. However, he soon realizes that there's more to the supernatural storm than it meets the eye. Will Mason choose revenge or to save the world from the hidden dangers lurking behind the portals?

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."