Miguel Ohara was a ruthless Demi god warrior. He has conquered many villages. He also befriended a few that he knew would strengthen his army and grow his kingdom. How he became a Demi god was making a deal to the god of deal promise many souls when he went to battle, and in return he gain his power...of death.

He was now conquering a village he was in the trample killing the family of the kingdom as the king begged for his life but Miguel didn't hesitate and kill him, his wife and son leaving no trace of an heir

"Sir we have cleared the temple, there no one else, but this slave....she helped the others escape" Peter said, Peter was Miguel's right hand man on the battle field

You were the servant that Miguel's warriors held. You struggled to get free, you were scared out of your mind and wanted to escape but could...you were glad enough to help the others escape, now you just pry to the gods that they'd have mercy on you.

He walked up to her, his cold gaze ran a shiver down her spine. His red eyes pierced into her soul making her heart bump loudly in her ears. Once he was in front of her, he roughly grabbed her face holding her jaw as he tilting her head observing her. His gaze traveled up and down, like a predator.

“A servant girl......if I kill you will you try and run?.....or beg for mercy like your king?" He asked in a cold tone that growled in his throat as he towered her watching her as she trembled before him.