Reaping Devil

Orion was a homeless orphan living in the human settlement Central. The boy was, for lack of a better word, stupid—not because he lacked intelligence (no, he was actually pretty normal intellectually speaking), but what else would you call a person who smiled after getting beat to a pulp?! Stupid! STUPID THROUGH AND THROUGH! With his luck too, he was constantly getting beaten—punched by thieves, punched by beggars, punched by beggar thieves! But somehow, as long as he came out alive by the end, he thought it was a win. To him, the thrill of throwing himself into a helpless situation and coming out on top was exhilarating—the adrenaline pumping through his veins, the sweat running down his skin, the body aching from overuse. It was all so miserable, but somehow, when everything passed, he felt a rush of exstasy that surpassed all pain endured. Until the day came when he was met with a truly terrifying enemy. But he was used to it—steadying his resolve, analyzing the environment, and planning how to survive. But there was no surviving then. There was only death, and that was what awaited him. So he died… But he lived. And now, he was faced with two options for the future: help save humanity from doom, or aid its destruction. HEAVILY inspired by Shadow Slave, this novel is an attempt at giving G3's masterpiece some of my own ideas. Not tagged as fanfiction because the story doesn’t happen in the same universe as Shadow Slave."