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I Inherited a Dead God's Debt

I Inherited a Dead God's Debt

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Chapter 1 The Cost of Blood

Word Count: 1326    |    Released on: 14/10/2026

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grey hair was matted with blood. His shirt had been torn across the chest, reve

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on the floor o

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I Inherited a Dead God's Debt
I Inherited a Dead God's Debt
“The gods are dead. Their creditors are immortal. And the only man who can collect what they owe is the one person they cannot kill. Vane Vance is a disgraced forensic accountant who just found his father murdered. But Elias Vance wasn't just a pawnshop owner. He was the last mortal Debt Collector for the divine. When Vane accidentally binds his blood to his father's glowing ledger, he inherits an impossible job. He must audit the supernatural underworld. Every demon, monster, and immortal billionaire owes a debt. And every time Vane stamps the ledger, he strips them of their essence, absorbing a fraction of a dead god's power. He is hunted by a ruthless syndicate of immortal executives who bankrupted the heavens. Vane must level up from a weak mortal to a formidable threat. But as his powers grow, he uncovers a terrifying truth. His father wasn't murdered for money. He was killed to hide the location of the Last God. And Vane is the vault. If he fails to collect, the world burns. If he succeeds, he might become the very monster he's hunting.”