Fanfiction by sprunki.
Blood and death filled this land,
The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,
Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.
He is weak, very weak...
Extraordinary, strange, divine,
The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,
"I offer you everything I have for your protection."
"allow."
Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.
"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.
With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!
(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)
Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?
Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.
(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)
Arknights fanfiction + Male protagonist is not a reincarnation, but a native Terran + Single female lead (details revealed later) + Not a saintly figure, but with good intentions + New author's work, many issues exist, please forgive me.
Originium proliferates and natural disasters rage. Egedius, whose race is Wendigo, is not only a "demon" in the eyes of the demons, but also the best example of how others turn pale at the mention of "demon". But who would have thought that he is also a refined gentleman.
He once clashed with the Blood Demon, terrifying him with the ancient magic of the Wendigo; he fought alongside the Carrion Eaters, ensuring their bloodline continued; he drew knowledge from the Banshees, solidifying the foundations of the royal courts; he once had a long talk with the King of the Sarkaz, all for the sake of Kazdel, which he called his "hometown"...
He is not a hero, nor does he deserve to be called a hero.
He's just Wendigo, just Sarkaz.