Cold Mercenary

Life has been hard...

'I had that thought since my family started there attempts to kill me and inherit my wealth but now it doesn't seem much hard...'

"Kugh!"

Kael, in a body equipped with torn apart equipments of Mercenary, with a shattered sword resting in his arm, with his condition it is surprising to be alive at this point, a hole in chest, scars throughout the body and hundreds of cuts in body after years of struggle right at centre of battlefield this body was exhausted,

It's obviously quite surprising to wake up in such body after closing your eyes once in last world which was quite peaceful as compared to one he was at right now,

'What an annoying situation to start with but more than anything...'

Kael scoffed while drooling out blood from corner of his mouth as next second his frowny eyes fell over a dark figure with dark thunders all around its body

"Who the fuck are you!? And why the hell are you in my body right now you fucker!!!!!"

"What a mutual question..."

Kael scoffed at question as his eyes lost their colours again before a mysterious overflow of energy took over his body and the first notification rang over the head

[Congratulations on your reawakening... Devil God!]