Not enough ratings. Slum King No-one else matters but the rich. No-one else matters but the good-looking. This was Yadera's view of life. As the only son of the richest man in Africa, he was both good-looking and rich. That means, No-one else matters but him. Such poor judgement changes his life drastically as he crosses someone he shouldn't have. Forced to the slums, Yadera becomes the things he hates most and must fight for his ill conceived beliefs.
But alas, life in the slums is far from the comfort of his extravagant home in lagos island. The chances of him surviving are nonexistent. And what the hell is a system and why won't it leave him alone.
Slumbering Sloth In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cardsβfirst by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain.
He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision.
A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound.
