Skeleton Knight, in Another World - Volume 7 - Epilogue

[The Demon King is Dead], a story in which the Demon King got immediately killed in the Prologue. I became the ‘Demon Prince’ of said novel.

…Help me.

For every misfortune there shall lay some fortune. For every debt there shall lay a debtor. For every karma there shall lay some result. The Cosmos follows only one rule-

The law of equivalent exchange!

Reven Greh, an orphan, a guy who wanted nothing more than a family and a life of a normal human being. His misfortune being born on the Earth riddled with World Wars. Lost all hope until one day someone shows him light. His father Aarav Greh who adopts him.

He aspired to have a happy life with his father but the World demanded something else. Humans didn't have humanity left inside them. They were monsters hungry for more war to satisfy their greed.

But...

All this changed on that day when it began...

'The Lunar Doom' which changed humanity and their destiny. The World changed, the era changed. Humans adopted to the new world to resist, to fight and to not give in to their greed.

Follow this journey of Reven to the beyond.

Join us!!!

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.