The Veilwalker - Chapter 483: The Situation (3)

The queen’s essential feature is this: [must be a woman or a feminine-looking man].

Once upon a time, an Alchemist Grandmaster from the World of Immortals accidentally took possession of a playboy, who hailed from a rich and powerful family, and became a student in the middle of his midterms.

Bred to be humanity’s Messiah. Betrayed into becoming its greatest Demon. Kai Stormborn died after exacting revenge.But death could not claim him.Reborn in the Primordial Tower. A battleground where Chaos and Order wage war. And Kai? He is neither. He is something far worse, carrying a Glitch — a forbidden anomaly that lets him devour magical creatures, assimilate their abilities, and evolve.To ascend beyond mortality, Kai must consume worlds, crush their champions, and rewrite their fates.He bends the Harry Potter timeline to his will. He manipulates the Great Houses of Game of Thrones like pawns. He fuses the very realities of Demon Slayer, Bleach, and more into his domain. His Breathing Style warps the laws of Reality Marbles. His mind becomes an Artificial Intelligence. His spirit wields the Will of D.Dumbledore fears him. The Akatsuki hunt him. The Gotei 13, the Warlords, the Jedi—all have stood in his way. All have fallen.Kai no longer walks as a mere Contestant—he is ascending into something Eldritch.Corpses stack like monuments in his wake and Timelines fracture as he upends the lores of the worlds. He does not follow Chaos. He does not obey Order. He bends Reality to his will.This is not a story of redemption. It is the legend of a demonic being who rewrote the rules of existence itself.But can you stomach what comes next?***************No Harem.You can also try my new fanfic: Dr Blessed - In MHA With Lord Of Mysteries System, to read about Luke who has a Quirk to bestow Quirks upon others, along with Beyonder-powers from three Pathways!***************For Patre0n and Discord links, check out Demonic Resurrection novel's synopsis.Disclaimer: Other than my OCs, I don’t own any character

On one spring evening when I was eight years old, I, Erica, Duke of Aurelia’s daughter, realized something.