Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Cursed Heir
Darkness.
Then, pain.
And then—clarity.
Suzan gasped as light flooded his vision. The air smelled of metal and incense, heavy with power. He blinked, realizing he wasn't in the hospital, or the street where the truck hit him. Instead, he lay in a grand bed, embroidered curtains swaying gently around him. The ceiling above was carved with golden runes, pulsing faintly.
"What is this place?" he whispered.
"Your Grace!" a voice cried. A woman in silver robes rushed in, kneeling beside him. "You've awakened at last, young master Suzan! The Duke will be overjoyed!"
Suzan. The name rang in his mind, foreign yet familiar.
Memories not his own rushed into him—born as the only son of Duke Renald Elvador of the Milon Empire, one of the three mightiest nations in this world. But he wasn't truly this world's Suzan. No, he was a lonely boy from Earth, suddenly reborn into nobility in a medieval world where magic flowed like air, and every human was born with a Martial Soul—a manifestation of their spirit.
But he was different.
He felt it in his blood. It was boiling.
Later that night, under the red moon, his Awakening Ceremony was held in the ancestral courtyard. Dozens of nobles watched as he stood in the center of the soul circle, arms stretched wide.
The Soul Priest began to chant. "By the laws of Antheria, reveal thy soul!"
Energy surged around Suzan. The sky darkened.
Suddenly, a monstrous shadow burst forth from his back—a towering figure cloaked in black armor, its eyes glowing violet.
Gasps echoed.
"A Dark Soul… like from the Abyss!"
Before the priest could process the shock, another figure emerged—a radiant sword, hovering above Suzan's shoulder. It shimmered with celestial light, vibrating with lethal energy.
"The Sword of Severance! The Duke's bloodline weapon!"
Two souls.
One of darkness. One of divine steel.
He was reborn with both.
The nobles looked on in awe. Some whispered of prophecy. Others of curses.
But Suzan barely heard them.
Because at that moment, another voice echoed in his mind—a cold, mechanical one.
[System Activated.]
You possess the Devour Path.
You cannot absorb energy from nature like others.
To level up, you must kill. Feed. Devour.
Current Rank: 0-Star.
Requirement to Level: One soul absorbed.
Suzan's heart pounded.
This was no ordinary cultivation path. It was one of blood and death, not peace and meditation. He would have to fight, to kill—to grow stronger.
But in that moment, he didn't flinch.
"If this is the path I must walk," Suzan whispered, "then I'll walk it through blood."
And thus began the journey of Suzan Elvador—the cursed heir, the dual-souled devourer.
The boy who would rise to godhood…
by consuming everything in his path.