{REWORKING!} Saint Of Eternal Rest [Trash Of The Count Family]
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  • Reads 15,943
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 1h 21m
Ongoing, First published Mar 09, 2022
In his last breath, Cale's unwavering determination to live caused the God of Death to make a deal with him.

    Cale promised to become the Saint of Eternal rest as he regressed into his child self, right after his mother had passed away. Carrying a clear goal in mind, he sets out in a new journey.

    "With my top-notch acting, no one would suspect a thing."

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cross-posted on AO3! by the same name

Art cover by @ilbpizja on twitter
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He woke up in an unfamiliar place, all he remembered from the day before as he was about to fall asleep was that he was reading a book "The Birth of a Hero". Cale thought while looking towards the ceiling. «It's not like I miss my old life.» There really wasn't much. In addition to being an orphan and penniless, he also developed anemia during his teenage years due to poor nutrition. --- Cale thought about his so-called plans while slowly closing his eyes in satisfaction. The Indestructible Shield. Cale thought of this first formless force that he was going to acquire. As he was organizing his plans, he suddenly opened his eyes and a severe headache overwhelmed him. In his panic he got up from his chair but his vision was blurred. He quickly tried to hold on to the desk with one hand, the other being on his head, although he did so, he still ended up passing out. He tried to move his body away from the desk so as not to hurt himself but too late his left side hit the corner of the desk violently. «It's definitely going to leave marks...» He thought before losing consciousness. ---- English is not my mother tongue, this story may contain errors.