Return of the Swallow - Chapter 576.2: Making a Statement

King of RuinBy Moses OnojeghwoIn a world teetering on the edge of destruction, Kol Vaelros walks the thin line between salvation and damnation. Once feared as a harbinger of chaos, he has returned—his power barely restrained, his past shrouded in blood and mystery. But something darker stirs within him, a force he can no longer ignore.Lisa Everhart has spent her life haunted by visions of a terrifying future—one where Kol stands at the center of devastation. Torn between fate and her own growing feelings for him, she must decide whether to fight against destiny or embrace it, even if it means betraying the one she swore to save.As ancient enemies rise and the cursed awaken, Kol’s past comes hunting for him. His long-lost siblings emerge from the shadows, determined to stop the monster they believe he has become. But the true enemy is lurking just beyond sight—an entity far more dangerous than any prophecy foretold.With time running out, Kol must face the truth: Is he the savior of this broken world… or its ultimate destroyer?When the final battle comes, will he stand against the darkness—or become it?The war for his soul has begun.The King of Ruin is a gripping dark fantasy filled with epic battles, haunting prophecies, and the struggle between power and redemption. Fans of Solo Leveling and Jujutsu Kaisen will be drawn into this intense tale of fate, betrayal, and unstoppable force.

After finishing the DxD light novel, a Warhammer 40K fan loses his life and finds himself, without any clear explanation, in the body of an angel banished from paradise by his Heavenly Father.[Ding!!!][Congratulations, Lord Sanguinius.][You have been selected to become a member of the dimensional discussion group.]“'m just a member... not the administrator?”Author's Note:A story born from a whim, but one that can flourish with your support.## Warning:I do not own any of the works represented here, such as DxD, Warhammer 40k, or others (the cover doesn't belong to me either).This is a harem (small, but still a harem).Author’s note:!!!! Another important piece of information!!!Please, do not read this story if you are unable to distinguish between an Ecchi light novel and religious events or statements related to various sacred scriptures.If that’s not the case for you and you post crap in the comments, I’ll just delete it (this is a fanfic, not a place for religious debates or discussions related to the divine word).Honestly, I didn’t want to include this in the synopsis (it makes me seem like I hate faith when I actually have religious friends), but a VERY intelligent reader managed to persuade me to explain to people the difference between an Ecchi light novel and the precious writings of human history

— Doing good deeds brings blessings.— If actions meet societal standards, user ‘Jeong Da-on’ will have their restrictions reduced.Blessings for doing good deeds? Even if I was the Demon Lord in my previous life?It’s been 19 years since I ended my tumultuous life as the Demon Lord and reincarnated on modern Earth.I was caught by the system and forcibly turned into a Hunter. And now I have to do good deeds to regain my original abilities?“Hmm… Beating bad guys to death counts as a good deed, right?”That doesn’t sound too bad.Modern society is the perfect place for a demon to thrive, after all.

One day, Lin Tian, an 18-year-old high school student, accidentally binds with a producer system. As long as he binds with a partner and cultivates them into a super “idol,” he can receive rewards. When he meets the equally eccentric and obsessive cellist Gan Yanyu, they hit it off immediately and start creating short videos, striving to achieve the highest honor in music competitions!Thus,In a season of cherry blossoms, just after winning an international competition, Gan Yanyu plays a piece that Lin Tian has never heard before on the stage in front of thousands of spectators.To Lin Tian's astonishment, the young girl puts down her bow and beams a radiant smile.“You’ve written so many pieces for me; this one is my composition for you.”“It’s called—‘Love Letter.’”