reborn in the fantasy world of warhammer as elf of ulthuan younger brother to caledor dragon tamer just befor the first chaos crisis. he will carve his way to godhood by using his knowledge of modern earth and story of the world he is reborn in.

Prince of Vaul's anvil, celebrimbor joins his brother to defeat chaos , and change the fate of warhammer world

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The magic users of this world are called a Magus.


The Emperor of the Heavenly Empire, Michael's 'new Father' once told him." What is a Magus? They control enormous power and pursue the truth, with an equivalent exchange as their doctrine. Don't ever daydream of obtaining any free benefits from a Magus, or else the flames of desire will gush out from the abyss and punish your soul."


In the first place to be a Magus, you need an affinity for magic of any kind. 

Every soul has an affinity for magic however to varying degrees. The most common is very negligible to the point that magic cannot be used but for those that can use magic has aptitudes ranging from Grade 1 to Grade 5. 

Grade 1 being the lowest having less than 1% of advancing to an official Magus.

 Grade 2 being below average and having at least 10% chance of advancing. 

Grade 3 being average and having at least 30% chance of advancing.

Grade 4 being above average and having at least 50% chance of advancing.

And Grade 5 being considered a genius with at least 90% chance of advancing to an official magus.


Of course, all this only applies to if you get accepted into a Magic Academy or the Tower Of Magus, or if you have an affinity for magic in the first place.


The known fastest way to get into the academy or tower is to help a wondering Magus. 


One man once said." A wondering Magus can either End your life or change your life." Something that most live be.

Analyzing all this, Michael said in his mind with a little curiosity.' System pull up this body's stats.'

[Ding~! Displaying Stats!

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Name: Sigmar Solomon.


Titles: 4th Royal Prince Of The Heavenly Empire.


Race: High-Human Race.


Age: 16 years old. 


Life Span: 400 Years.


Strength: 40 | Endurance: 40 | Agility: 50 | Mana: 50 |  Luck: 60 |


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Powers/Skills/Abilities/

Dark Lightning Manipulation: You can create, shape, and manipulate the electricity of a darker, detrimental nature.

That which damages, destroys, and consumes anything/everything they come across, representing the hazardous destructive side of electricity, which in turn ignores most of the limitations and weaknesses of the normal electricity. 

In essence, this is about solely controlling the negative powers of electricity.

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Dark Lightning Manipulation History: History writers stated that the « Solomon Royal Family » also could manipulate the darkest aspect of lightning since the beginning of Heavenly Empire's rise and way before that since they were just your everyday High-Human little tribe.

Some say they made a deal with a devil or demon. While Others say they are descendants of some dark/evil God. However, most will say they are blessed by the underworld or the Heavens because the « Solomon Royal Family » has a long life span than a regular High-human by 200 years and are loved by Magic/Mana/Aethyr.
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Solomon Royal Family Martial Arts Intuition(Inborn Talent): Some if not most of the Solomon royal family can intuitively understand all martial arts, instantly and perfectly utilizing them like they've trained in them for years and some.

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Solomon Royal Family Enhanced Swordsmanship(Inborn Talent): Some if not most of the Solomon royal family possess incredible proficiency and skill in wielding and utilizing a sword, a bladed melee weapon intended for cutting or thrusting that is longer than a knife or dagger, consisting of a long blade attached to a hilt. 

Regardless, of the sword's shape or size, they can wield it as if it were an extension of their hand(s). They can wield a sword with incredible expertise in speed, power, and skill, allowing them to perform feats such as stopping and deflecting bullets, decimating large objects or areas, cutting through solid material such as steel, and even hold back their strength to deal damage to their foes without killing strength.

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Mana Manipulation(People of this world calls it "Love By Mana/Magic/Aethyr"): Some if not most of the Solomon royal family can create, shape, and manipulate mana, the impersonal source of energy that is both external and internal, existing in people, places, and objects, and can be transmuted by then into magical powers that yields upstanding results in both practice and combat.

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'Huh, no wonder people call the High-Human, Gods-child. While the people from earth call then the " Hax/cheat Race"...'

This thought flashed in Michael's mind, scanning his new body stats and their talents.

However, what made him twitch his lips was is his new name, well the first part of it.

With a slight smile, Michael thought.' This reminds me of when I first started Warhammer on my first campaign using, The Empire.'

Truly he felt the heavens were playing a playful prank on him remaining him of his past when his real father first introduced him to Warhammer and Dnd.

Regardless of his reminiscing, Michael heard Apollyon from outside of the carriage.

" My Prince, we have arrived at the destination His Imperial Majesty Emperor,  has provided us."

Getting up off the soft and comfortable bed, Michael walked out of the carriage with his arms behind his back carrying a small smile as his long sword hangs in its sheath at his right hip ready for action.

When he got out of the carriage, he can see large green trees surrounding his group that carries a dead and lifeless silence. 

Looking around himself, Michael thought.' Hm... This reminds me of the time when I walked into the Aokigahara forest in Japan when I was drunk and high at the same time.'

Yeah, there was a time when Michael walked into the Aokigahara forest and 'supposedly' talked to the king Of Hell Yama, and some other ghosts around there.


" I wonder If my man Yama is here."


Hearing her Prince, Apollyon raise an eyebrow but nevertheless said nothing as it's not her place to say.

Walking to her Prince, Apollyon said taking out a middle-sized white scroll with golden letters.


" My Prince, His Imperial Majesty Emperor, has given us the mission of exterminating a horde of rat-men living in a cave under the tallest Mountain in this forest."


Listening to his commander, Michael smiled and said looking at his group of soldiers around 10,000ish. The soldiers themselves wear Roman uniforms and armor. Though now that he looks at it, his commander and his army don't match for the life of him especially at remembering what he is now wearing too.

" Then we can't let him wait now can we?" 

Continuing talking, Michael begins walking into the forest with a hip in his steps.

" Come on now don't let you Prince wait for you!" He then looked behind himself and had a sly smile." Of course, if you're scared you could wait for our victory."


With a solemn expression, Michael's soldiers walked behind him not wanting to lose to him and to show their Prince they are ready for anything that this devilish forest throws at them.


Seeing this Michael smirked and thought.' It's good that this Prince is a two-faced bastard like me who can even trick his whole family and friends.'

Simply put, the 4th Royal Prince Of The Heavenly Empire, Sigmar Solomon is a two-faced bastard who can deceive everyone around him. To Michael, the Prince reminds him of « Sōsuke Aizen » from Bleach or himself back on Earth.

To everyone, he is a polite, soft-spoken intellectual extremely handsome young man, often addressing his subordinates by their given names and not their titles or ranks. He rarely shows any sign of alarm or distress, and often has entire situations planned out well in advance. Whenever confronted, Sigmar is casual and uncaring, attempting to draw out a conversation and make small talk, which often infuriates those he is talking to because it reminds them of a snake or a serpent getting ready to strike at their prey.

Sigmar initially appeared to be a very kind, well-respected Royal Prince and was liked/loved by many, especially his commander, Apollyon Grimstone, who loves him like a big sister, would. However, this was just a mask to disguise his manipulative, play-boy, and very dangerous, nature. In truth, he cares very little for his underlings and is willing to use almost everyone around him as pawns to achieve his goals.

Furthermore, he is willing to stop at nothing to further his ambitions, including manipulating or killing anyone if he deems it to be necessary.




Michael Coldwater, a game designer for a big company with a good amount of medical knowledge from his parents goes to sleep after finishing up some patches and glitches & bugs on his office desk. However, when he wakes up, he raises as the [Nameless] from [The Magicians] with only his soul and the [Endless System] in a big forest.

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" A Creator arises from the darkness, and life follows him. His family quarrels, blows are exchanged, and the Dark Gods pour in through the wounds. The world, once so vibrant, collapses under the weight of Chaos, but its glory can live forever so long as one remains to remember it." —Lileath, Goddess of Prophecy

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Without waiting for a response, Sheng Huang immediately kicked the ground, flying towards the yellow-robed young man in front of him at full speed.
At the same time, a metal armor quickly formed itself around his body, covering him from head to toe, without leaving any gaps in his defense.
Holding the bronze warhammer in his right hand Sheng Huang looked like a metal knight, as he swung the peak rank 3 gold grade warhammer at full force, aiming to hit the yellow-robed young man's chest!
The young man from the Holy sect hurriedly took out a rank 3 gold grade sword from his spatial ring and held it in front of his chest with both hands, as he welcomed Sheng Huang's attack head-on.
However, the moment that he actually felt the power behind Sheng Huang's attack, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
The bronze warhammer felt no different than a small mountain collapsing upon him, as it sent him flying backwards uncontrollably for more than 10 meters until he finally stopped.
And yet, the young man from the Holy sect barely had enough time to stabilize himself and regain his footing, before another attack followed right after, immediately pushing him into a passive position where he could only defend himself.
Staring at the scene at the center of the arena, Xie Xingyi narrowed her eyes as her gaze landed on Sheng Huang's back, before she turned to look at Liu Mei next to her and spoke in a low voice
''Originally, the Shengtian dynasty was said to have only 2 peak rank 3 gold grade weapons in their possession, and both of them were being used either by the old king of the Shengtian dynasty Sheng Jun, or his wife.
However, nearly 2 months ago, the Shengtian dynasty somehow managed to step foot into the depths of the 'Dragon Lord's villa' and obtained countless rank 3 gold grade weapons!
Even the peak rank 3 gold grade weapons that they found actually numbered more than thirty, let alone the normal rank 3 gold grade ones!
With so many rank 3 and peak rank 3 gold grade weapons, the Shengtian dynasty would have been considered the undisputed strongest power in the entire 'Night star continent'!  
But who would expect that the 'Alchemists' Guild' would actually arrive at the scene a few moments after the Shengtian dynasty and would engage in a chaotic fight with them?
Additionally, the old king of the Shengtian dynasty and the hall master of the 'Demon Emperor palace' who were both at the scene in the very beginning, had long since left the depths of the 'Dragon Lord's villa' and were chasing after 2 people on a huge black dragon!  
Without Sheng Jun to help them, the members of the Shengtian dynasty fell in a disadvantageous position fighting against the group of the 'Alchemists' Guild' that was led by Zhao Lan!
In the end, the 'Alchemists' Guild' obtained more than half of the gold-grade weapons in the depths of the 'Dragon Lord's villa', while the Shengtian dynasty got the rest of them.
As for that bronze warhammer in Sheng Huang's hands, it is one of the peak rank 3 gold-grade weapons that the Shengtian dynasty obtained from the depths of the villa!''
Liu Mei's lips twitched slightly when she heard this, before turning her gaze towards the bronze warhammer as well.
She couldn't believe that so many things had happened after Shun Long had snatched the 2 star-rank treasures.
Of course, the main reason why Sheng Jun and Duan Zhu had both chased after Little Black instead of collecting the treasures inside the hall, was because Shun Long had not only taken both the star-rank black sword and the translucent armor from the hall, but he had also snatched the wooden chest which most likely contained the most valuable treasure inside it!
At the same time, Liu Mei felt the translucent armor around her body, causing her eyes to once again search through the crowd around her in an attempt to see if Shun Long was really here!
However, due to the fact that the 1000 disciples in the audience seats were all sitting close to each other, Liu Mei didn't manage to find the figure she was looking for.
Noticing Liu Mei's gaze that was roaming through the crowd, Xie Xingyi asked curiously
''Mei, are you looking for brother Shun Long?''
Liu Mei nodded her head, but a disappointed expression soon appeared on her face, before she slowly turned her attention towards the center of the arena.
During the last 25 days that she and Xie Xingyi had spent together, the 2 of them had not only become friends, but after Xie Xingyi regained her strength, she also protected Liu Mei who was weak and couldn't circulate her qi due to the aftereffects of the rank 5 'Blood Ignition pill'. 
During this time, Liu Mei had also explained to Xie Xingyi how she and Shun Long got to know her elder sister, causing waves of shock to rise in Xie Xingyi's heart.
In reality, Xie Xingyi already knew about 'a young master' who had a powerful expert backing him, and was probably at the same level -if not stronger- than their entire Xie family! 
Xie Xingyi also knew that Shun Long and Liu Mei were the names of the people who had helped her sister obtain a 'Dragon Lord's medallion', allowing her father, her mother, and her elder sister, as well as herself, to all return back to the Xie family!
Thus, Xie Xingyi felt endless gratitude towards the young man and the young woman that she hadn't met.
However, based on what her sister had said, those 2 people were only Heaven grade cultivators back then and had yet to even step into the Spirit realm!  
Could it be that they had managed to advance all the way to the Nascent Soul stage within 2 and a half years?
Although it wasn't impossible if one had found an extremely rare treasure, in such a situation, that person's cultivation would definitely be unstable.
As for Liu Mei's cultivation, whether it was augmented by the help of a pill or not, she could still easily kill a peak rank 3 Nascent Soul stage cultivator by herself. This was certainly not the result of a rash advancement in cultivation!
During this time, Liu Mei had also noticed the attention that Xie Xingyi seemed to have been placing into Shun Long.
She had mentioned his name more than once and had said that she wanted to meet him.
As the days went by, she had even started referring to him as 'brother Shun Long'.
Originally, Liu Mei had been shocked by all of this and had even distanced herself from the beautiful young woman in front of her, but after spending the last 25 days together, the 2 stunning women ended up coming a lot closer with each other.
Of course, the main reason why they were able to become good friends within a single month, was the fact that Liu Mei had first saved Xie Xingyi while she was still helpless from the 4 peak rank 3 Nascent Soul stage cultivators who were chasing after her. Back then, after Liu Mei had saved her, if she had any malicious intentions she could have killed her long ago.
At the same time, during the time that Liu Mei was completely defenseless for almost half a month, Xie Xingyi had protected her to her best of her abilities, even going all out and killing 2 peak rank 3 Nascent Soul stage cultivators who had actually found their cave during the second week that they had gone into hiding!
Both of these things made the 2 women become very close with each other.
At that moment, as Liu Mei and Xie Xingyi stared at the fight in the center of the arena, they saw the yellow-robed young man who was enduring Sheng Huang's barrage of attacks for so long roar out in anger, before he started to inject his qi in the sword in his hands.
Suddenly, a blinding white light seemed to have erupted from the edge of the sword in the young man's hands causing even Sheng Huang to stop the subsequent barrage of attacks that he was about to follow with.
The eyes of the spiky-haired prince of the Shengtian dynasty slowly turned serious as he then swapped his warhammer into his left hand.
At that moment, his lips slowly curved up into a smile as his right palm started to glow with a dark red-colored light.
Staring at the sword in the hands of the disciple of the Holy sect that was slashing down towards him, Sheng Huang finally smiled and no longer held back his strength! The aura of a cultivator at the early rank 5 in body refinement instantly erupted from his body, as he then pressed his right palm forward ready to clash with the rank 3 gold grade sword head-on, before he shouted in a mocking tone
''GET LOST!''
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Author's note: 1/?


The power of absolute control... Time.

After Rock died, he mysteriously reincarnated in Shun Long's almost dead body when a triangular-shaped rock merged with his soul, and a sudden influx of information flooded his head. 

He has now found himself in a mystical world filled with extraordinarily powerful cultivators who can destroy mountains with a single punch, and split seas in half with a single slash of a sword!

This is Shun Long's journey in the majestic world of cultivation, as he fights geniuses and reaches the pinnacle of both alchemy and martial arts!

(Location Change: Unknown Foret)

No One's POV

As Eron and the two of his companions were walking through the wilderness, searching the enemy camp that they drag the remaining survivors of 56th Company. Eron saw his two companions were stood behind the tree observing the terrain, He asked " What are you guys doing?" the two looked and saw Eron standing before them, "Well Hauptmann, we saw an intense battle there to the north where the new calvary fought the enemy that attacked us on the road". Eron decided to take a look and saw Miller pointing his finger at the north, Eron nodded then follow the path where the battle takes place.


(Location Change: Unknown Hill)

As Eron and his two companions saw bodies lying around with swords, spears, lances, arrows, and many more, smokes swarming around the area. Blood flows everywhere,  Eron got up his hiding place along with his two companions to look some clues on where does the enemy hiding, Eron saw the wounded man leaning on his horse. Eron rushed to help him, the wounded man asked " Who-o a-a-re-re y-yo-you-uu", Eron replied while patching the wounded soldier. "I am Eron K. Arisato, son of Vincent Arisato, uncle of Rowan Kensato and the Emperor himself Caesar Kensato", the man was shocked and replied " S-sir, what a-ar-are y-y-yo-you d-do-doi-doing h-he-ere"

They heard an explosion coming from the western forest, Eron still patching the wounded man yet, the blood still coming out. 


"Sire, you don't have to do that, our clan was now in the brink of extinction". Hearing these Eron was shocked as he listened to the man's story, the man coughing in blood as he began to tell his story.


" About two months ago the Kensato Clan was invaded by Raider Clan about 20km from here, we escorted the women and children to the Arisato Clan seeking refuge, while 2,500 of us facing them, around 8,000 we outnumbered 40 to 1. Luckily, we get the upper hand annihilated our foes but, our luck was running out, the enemy reinforcements around 5,000. Sweeping us like dirt until they settled over there". He pointed to the western forest when they saw the smoke erupted, Eron gritted his teeth in anger,  he feels his blood boiling in revenge. 


He saw his last kin died before his arms, the clouds suddenly turn dark and the wind went rouge as the two companions saw the event, Eron shouted in rage, grief, misery, and most of all love. His clans were like family to him, ever since he was a child two clans were happy that they have an heir between the two clans. He laughed with them, cry with them, telling stories and more, once he saw his kin slaughtered before his eyes, No other clan treasured love as much as the Kensato and Arisato Clans.


After two hours of grieving with dark clouds, thunderstorms, heavy rainfall, and rogue wind comforting the prince of two clans as he saw his clansmen were slaughtered by their enemies.


The two were terrified as they saw the whole event, Eron was a man of principle, kind, humble, smart, forgiving, and most of all understanding. When you raised your blade against him, you will see the demon in front of your eyes that his sole purpose was 'vengeance'. The two thought themselves that Eron will be a demon in the future.

As Eron finished his final goodbye, he got up and saw the sky while his left arm trying to reach it, then they saw a people who were mounted on the horses around 10,000 of them. 

they saw people who armed in Szyszak helmet, Breast plate, Back plate, Gorget neck collar, Set of shoulder Paldron, Set of Karwasz arm guards, One or Two Wings, and Leopard Skin Cloak. Their weapons were a long lance, stabbing sword, Warhammer, and light axe.

The two murmured each other in joy and excitement tone" The Winged Hussars".

As they reached their destination, three of them stands before Eron with three horses, he gave it the three then they mounted. 

"Ahh General Kamarov what a pleasant surprise to see you here*. Eron greeted in an icy tone, a man named Kamarov formed a sad smile on his face, he heard the news of their family (The Kensato Clan) was invade by the Raider Clans, he immediately mustered his troops under his command and pay their enemy for what they have done, seeing the prince standing in front of him. Sad and anger form in his face, he sighed as the prince already know the incident.

" I see that you know the news," he said in a sad tone.

Eron put his hood and face to their destination. 

They saw none of their prince's face they only saw dark blue eyes were flaming in revenge, he unsheathed his katana from the scabbard then raised  into the sky to begin their mission.  

He let out the shriek of terror for all to hear, as they heard the shriek they began to move out to pay their enemies for what they did.

Species War Quintet
Book 1: A Hero's Brother

Eron K. Arisato a boy who lived alone with his little brother Kenji K. Arisato, After 6 weeks since the death of their parents by the hands of their Uncle Alexis Mason. He took Kenji to be his 'successor' for his throne. Six weeks since the death of his parents and the 'adoption' of his little brother Eron was alone yet he was taken by his Uncle Rowan for that he trained, trained to become stronger to rescue his brother by the hands of Alexis. Rowan and Eron leave from his hometown in order to be strong.....After 5 years of training, he achieves his training so that he can fight back to the demons where he left in 5 years since the death and lost of his family.

Will he achieve his goal to save his brother? How will he fight back from his demons? Did he avenge his parents' death?  And see how he becomes the strongest man on earth.



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"Take cover! Protect yourselves!"
"Watch for the skies! The two Hel- Fire Dragons are loose!"
"Is there no way to stop them?!"
"They're working with the human! How is that possible?!"
"Our numbers are dwindling! Where is the rest of our men?!"
From above, the Matron and her child flew about freely, breathing flames from their heads. No demon could go against them whether on ground or in the air, even those the flew were no match. The demons cried out to each other, trying to regroup and defend.  
"Damn it! What about the cannons? The ballistas that we had? Where are they?"
"They're all destroyed! We tried to set them up but something keeps attacking them!"
Aside from the bodies was piles of rubble from the aforementioned cannons and ballistas, each and every one of them ruined by Ming Yue. With her around, the two dragons could rampage as much as they wished.  
Blazing fires and powerful gales forced the remnant demons to panic and chaos ensued in their ranks.  
"Burn! Burn! All of you deserve death for capturing my kin!"
The Matron's voice roared out as all three heads looked to the skies and breath out flames. Her show of power brought fear into demon's hearts.  
Down below, Du Xiu and Kong Zhi fought each other fiercely. The shockwave that come from their blows was enough to cause the ground beneath them to crack. The warhammer against the halberd axe clashing against each other, created resounding clangs resembling the sound of a gong.  
Kong Zhi fought with both strength and speed, wielding his warhammer like it was a stick. Each hit was enough to crush a man and Du Xiu knew it. Even now, his body could not quite endure the strength of each strike. But what this commander lacked in strength, he made up in speed and technique.  
His body was still within that pillar of flame and with each second, it grew hotter and hotter. His weapon glowed brighter and brighter, he was growing stronger.  
"It is your loss, Kong Zhi. This revolution of yours is over."
Du Xiu's voice was loud but still maintained that calmness. However, Kong Zhi smiled at those words.  
"My loss? It is not over yet, it is still undecided!"
The Vajra Demon raised his warhamer over his head and behind his back, holding it with all six of his hands. It took a second but he swung out with a strike strong enough to smash a mountain.  
The Commander quickly side stepped as the warhammer fell upon the ground. He put his foot on it, keeping the warhammer stuck as he thrusted his halberd axe.  
"Hou Yi's Arrow"
The blade of his weapon glowed white from the intense heat as his thrust was swift, aiming to pierce Kong Zhi in the heart. Like an arrow, it flew straight and true.  
The demon let go of his warhammer and grabbed the halberd axe with all six arms, trying to stop the strike.  
"Urgh! Aghhh!"
He grit his teeth and screamed out as his hands burned away from grabbing the halberd so tightly. But he did not let go, instead he tried to bend it, to break the blade of it.  
"Hmph, stop struggling. You act proudly but you were no match for me then, and you are not one right now."
With Kong Zhi still grabbing onto the halberd axe, Du Xiu pushed forward and shoved him into the ground.  
They struggled as the flames of the commander began to sear the demon's flesh. As much pain as he was in, Kong Zhi had to focus on pushing the halberd axe away. It inched closer and closer to his heart before he finally diverted the strike to the side, hitting the ground instead.  
"What?"
With his halberd axe stuck in the ground, the commander did not have enough time to pull it out before suffering a strike from Kong Zhi, knocking him back.
But Du Xiu shook it off quickly and recovered, charging straight at the unarmed demon. Unlike the Matron, he has had a wealth of experience in taking hits. After all, this was a soldier at the cusp of  the Heaven Realm and cultivated two paths.  
It could be said that he was the only to have accomplished so much.  
"This is the end, demon!" he shouted out while hacking down, flames burst out from his swing.  
Kong Zhi leaped away avoiding the strike as he ran towards the commander, grabbing him by the head and driving it into the ground. There was so much force that Du Xiu's head was stuck but he wasn't going to go down easily.  
"Agh!"
Kong Zhi winced from the pain as touching Du Xiu's flaming body came with a searing pain and this human wasn't done yet. With his other arm, he grabbed the hand that gripped tightly to his face, keeping the demon where he was. The halberd axe swung out from the side and chopped down swiftly, biting into the demon's back and burning the wound.  
The pain he felt was immense, like a poison that sought to melt his flesh.  
Kong Zhi pulled away quickly before running to grab his warhammer.  
Du Xiu's body was still on the ground but slowly, he began to rise as if he didn't feel a thing. There were perhaps a few bruises here and there, some small cuts but that was it. But his face said it all, downcast eyes and a frown was his expression.  
"I am disappointed in you. In our first battle, you retreated and promised to bring me down the next time we fought. But just like before, you back away from me. This so called power of yours, what is the point of it if the result hasn't changed."
Kong Zhi glared at him, the burns and injuries on his body slowly vanished, replaced by new skin and flesh. But he was seething with anger, frustration that perhaps Du Xiu's words were correct.  
"This is the power of my ancestors! You think that the result has yet to change?! You dare to insult the power of the Vajra Demon?! You don't understand what it was liek living in this hell! Where each day you fight some rotten scrap of food! There is nothing here for you to depend upon! Whether it is the land, the skies, or your own comrades, none of these things will give aid or mercy! And yet, you humans lived in such lush lands and comfort!"
His words echoed out, flying into the ears of everyone.  
Each line he spoke caused his men to feel that same anger, hatred for such unfairness. All of them had gone through those very experiences, where one could do nothing but depend on themselves. It was unfair, why was it that they had to suffer like this? Why was it that the humans did not suffer like they did?
"You think that my Vajra Bloodline is a disappointment? You may feel disappointed for me but rage fills my very being when I see humans like you!"
He then roared out loud as his magenta- colored eyes glowed and turned pure white. The power in his body exploded as he drew out more of his bloodline. His body began to change as the six arms were no longer that gray or even flesh. In fact, they vanished, leaving behind six stumps where all the energy he put out condensed into ethereal arms. They were white and featured tribalistic designs, exquisite patterns that which resembled the constellations of stars.  
The warhammer he carried fell to the ground as he took on this new form.  
Breathing out heavily, Kong Zhi stared at the commander with his white eyes to which the latter returned with an equally intense glare.  
"Come then, let me see if you are going to disappoint me once more."


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Born from tragedy, she wields a blade of death, shining under the moonlight. Each swing takes hundreds of lives, each step leaves a trail of corpses, every move capable of dividing the stars. Her journey is not for the faint of heart as it is a solitary path drenched in blood. But only on this road will she will heal from the scars of the past.

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The town square was now jammed pack with people. They didn't know what was happening but the fallen nobles, though no longer nobles were still influential and semi-powerful making people go to where they want to was easy. Also, most of the people were still devastated by their losses and they were unconsciously guided to the town square.
The people were confused as to what they were doing in the town square and started talking to each other. While everyone was asking what was happening a small portion of people started talking about the third prince that disappeared, that small amount of people made others start to talk about the same thing. A dozen people turned into a hundred and then most of the people present were talking about the missing prince. 
Galius and some of the other people with pretty high positions were present as well. They were curious as to what was happening in the town square. Beside Galius were the two holy maidens, who have temporarily stopped bothering Valdel about becoming their chosen hero, as most of their interest was on Ren at the moment. Especially Rachel, the War God Hieus kept on pushing Rachel to turn Ren into the chosen hero of his temple. This was the first person Rachel has met that even the War God she worships was so intrigued by.  
...
Galius who was watching everything unfold was getting a bit anxious. He was the first high official in Grenton that noticed Ren's talents. He knew that the kid he met back then would do some incredible things, but he didn't expect him to do it so quickly. 
Even though most people didn't know that Ren was the one behind this, Galius knew. He knew most of Ren's movements in Grenton, from how he ruled the underworld, to how he got most of the fallen nobles under his thumb. The worst part was the knowledge of him destroying those that didn't follow. 
To Galius, Ren was both their savior and their noose. He was dangerous but at the same time, he was someone that they needed. So, for now, Galius decided to simply watch Ren's movements. Since even if he wanted to do anything he still had no capability to oppose Ren. He first needed to prepare just in case Ren needed to be erased for the good of the kingdom and its citizens.
...
As the crowd was getting larger and larger, Iselv was getting a bit nervous. Ren smacked his back to hype him up.
"Don't worry, there's no need to be nervous. All you need to do is say everything I say, word per word. You just need to say it in a dignified manner. Tell it like you're telling them your dreams, your aspirations. Just sound passionate that's it, that's all you need to do." 
Iselv gulped as he tried calming his breathing. 
"Alright, Stephan introduce Iselv to the crowd." 
"As you wish my liege." Stephan who was beside Ren bowed his head and stood in the center of the makeshift stage they made using an Earth spell. 
...
"PEOPLE OF GRENTON! I PRESENT TO YOU PRINCE ISELV RESCHBEAUCH, THIRD PRINCE OF THE KINGDOM OF RESHBEAUCH!" 
The moment Stephan shouted Iselv's name everyone's attention was drawn to the middle fo the town square. Galius was surprised to hear what Stephan said, did Ren actually find the real third prince? Yet the moment he saw who came on stage he was both confused and surprise. The person that came on stage with Warhammer at hand was the bandit king. 
Everyone who saw Iselv started whispering. How was this person that looked more like a barbarian, a prince? Was this a joke? While everyone was talking to each other, Iselv pounded his Warhammer making a loud thud that quieted everyone down. 
"My people, I know that you are confused. To your eyes, I might look like a barbarian from the north. As I am not dress like a noble wearing those fancy robes, you might think I'm truly not a prince. But I am the third prince of Reshbauch! I am the son of the warrior King! I came here in front of you my beloved citizens not as a royal but as a warrior!"
Iselv wasn't shouting but his deep sonorous voice sounded very commanding. His words were heard throughout the town. 
"I am here to fight for you, my beloved citizens! I am here to fight for your futures! I know you have lost many loved ones from the recent attack, and who is to blame for that?!" 
The people looked at each other confused as to who they can blame, and waited to hear what Iselv would say. 
"It is the current system! It is the nobles that have failed you! They who take your hard-earned coin as taxes and promised you safety! Yet where were they as danger approached?! They were the ones who fled first, taking all the coin they could bring!"
When the people heard this they felt anger and their looks of sadness turn into rage. 
"My knight Ren and I were the ones who have fought for you and saved you from the undead!" Iselv then gestured towards Ren who came up on stage. Someone from within the crowd shouted. 
"Yes! That's him I saw him kill the Elder Lich!" This was one of Kithra's men. The people hearing this started talking to each other about this revelation of who saved them. 
"Yes, it was not only my knight Ren and I, who saved you from the crisis. It was your fathers, your sons, your husbands! All of them went straight to battle to protect you! This was without the help of the so-called nobles! So as a prince of the kingdom, I apologize." 
Iselv bowed his head, which surprised most people. Never in their whole lives have they seen a noble bow to them, even more so, it was a prince.  
"With this apology, I also give you a promise, a vow! I Iselv Reshbauch, pledge to you my people that I will give you a chance for a better future! I shall give you back your pride! I as all of you as witnesses, announce here the birth of the free city of New Grenton! I declare independence from the kingdom of Reshbauch!"
The common people of Grenton couldn't understand the implications of what was said, on the other hand, people like Galius knew exactly the implications of what was said.
"In the new city of Grenton, anyone can become whatever you wish! Everyone will be allowed to study and go to school! No longer would you need to be a noble or a rich merchant to enter school. You can become anything you want, all the privileges nobles had will cease to exist, and everyone will be treated equally! As long as you have the talent for it, it doesn't matter if you're born a noble, or a commoner you will all be treated fairly! I grant you my beloved citizens' FREEDOM! I grant you my people new Grenton, where anyone can DREAM!" 
The moment the citizens heard what Iselv said, they all cheered in excitement. They still couldn't understand everything, but they did understand that the nobles could no longer push them around. 
"ISELV! ISELV! ISELV! ISELV! ISELV!" They all started cheering Iselv's name and when he raised his Warhammer, just made them cheer even louder. Unknown to all of them the freedom Iselv was talking about had a price.


The strongest Demon Lord dies and reincarnates as a human. 

Follow his journey as he learns more about the truths of his past. About the secrets within himself that he never knew before.

In the middle ages, at the foot of the Shadow Mountain.
There were dozens of guests in a small green skin tribe.
The green skin members of this tribe had been watching this early in the morning as dozens of poor relatives, dressed in rags and lacking even a few teeth, swaggered into their tribe. They grabbed and ate the Warhammer 40K that had grown out of the ground.
No Green skins dared to stop their kind.
That was because these scoundrels were using the names of brother What and brother Hell.
"We are the green dwarfs who are favored by brother What and brother Hell!" These scoundrels kicked a few green skins that were trying to stop them away and then grabbed their necks. They said fiercely, "Do you know? Our Warhammer 40K was snatched away by the Chaos Fiend. After brother What and brother Hell found out, they helped us snatch them back!"
"Not only did Brother What and brother Hell help us snatch back our Warhammer 40K, but they also said that they would take us to launch a great WAAAGH that would sweep through the entire world!"
To the green skins, the word WAAAGH seemed to have magical power.
Hence, everyone could only watch helplessly as the dozens of their kind ate up all the Warhammer 40K in their tribe. Then, they swaggered around and drank up all the mushroom wine that had been stored up in their tribe for a long time.
In the end, the dozens of green skins began to transform into strong, tall, and burly green skins under the watchful eyes of the entire tribe's green skin.
Among them, the strongest one was a green skin who called himself 'Gangba'.
The originally very strong green skin's body size had doubled.
It lifted the heaviest iron hammer in the tribe easily under the watchful eyes of its kind.
Carrying the huge war hammer, Gangba began to sing.
"Oh, Brother What is the most brutal!"
"Oh, brother Hell is the most cunning!"
"The brutal brother What wants to lead us to Big WAAAGH!"
"The cunning brother Hell will lead us to Big WAAAGH!"
"A Chaos Devil, he wants to snatch our Warhammer 40K... brother What and Brother Hell appeared and beat him up!"
"The demon was beaten until he cried! The demon was beaten until he cried!"
His voice was ear-piercing and unpleasant to the ears, but for some reason, all the other green skins present listened attentively as if they were listening to a concert.
In the end, the concert changed from a solo performance to a chorus. Hundreds of green skins, thousands of goblins, and thousands of little farts began to jump around and sing happily.
"Oh, brother What is the most brutal..."
"Oh..."
Every green skin present began to believe a fact in the chorus. A Chaos Demon was trying to rob their Warhammer 40K. Then, brother What and Brother Hell pinned him to the ground and beat him up. The Demon was beaten until he cried!
Moreover, they began to believe that they had seen it with their own eyes!
... ... ..
Chu Weiwei lowered her head slightly and opened the boxes one by one.
She was already familiar with this sort of thing and was rather experienced.
Hence, in less than ten minutes, the boxes on the ground were opened one after another.
As she followed the instructions of the two-headed Federal Empire player, she sold all the items, raw materials, and equipment that were below gold-grade to the Realm of Nightmare.
She looked at the notifications of tips from her Mark of Nightmare.
As the number of tips continued to increase, Chu Weiwei eventually received a nightmare notification: you have accumulated more than 10,000 nightmare points through tips!
You have accumulated more than 10,000 nightmare points through tips!
Furthermore, you have never participated in the battle!
You have never benefited from battle!
Your Nightmare Silver Milestone Coattail Rider has been upgraded!
You have received a Nightmare Gold Milestone: An eye for an eye!
Nightmare Gold Milestone: An eye for an eye.
Quality: Gold!
Requirement: Nightmare Silver Milestone Coattail Rider, you have received more than 10,000 nightmare points through tips.
Equip: your status in the nightmare world is no less than that of a noble.
[Description: Surge! Huge wave!]
[Note: The connections and relationship you have, made the Realm of Nightmare to give you some reputation.]
Looking at the notification, Chu Weiwei quickly lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.
However, Ling Pingan did not notice this at all. He was currently immersed in the joy of getting out of Misfortune Chief and was in Lucky Emperor.
Even though he was relying on others to get these.
"The lucky one is indeed lucky!" Ling Pingan praised, "Her luck…was indeed good!"
Out of the 1,000 treasure chests, Chu Weiwei had already opened 80-90% of them.
Among them, there were at least 100 pieces of silver-grade and Black-iron equipment.
There was also a mythical-graded legendary accessory, which was what Ling Pingan needed the most right now.
He looked at the colorful equipment lying in his luggage, and he was so delighted that he almost lost himself.
"That's great!" He said proudly, "With this, my peace chariot 2.0 will have hope!"
That was a nightmare item called the Dimensional Engine.
According to the description of the Legend of Nightmare, the engine belonged to Nurgle, the God of motive power. He obtained this powerful engine from the ruins of a human empire. Because of your magnanimity, Nurgle, the God of motive power, offered it to you as a tribute.
You could install it on your vehicle, or you could use it as the core power of the ship.
Just looking at these descriptions, Ling Pingan was elated. He felt that a good person was indeed rewarded!
The only problem was that this engine needed an item called the 'Dimension Stone' as fuel.
The dimension stone was for sale in the nightmare shop, but it was a little expensive. One-piece cost 5,000 points!
"Senior..." at this time, Chu Weiwei finally opened all the treasure chests.
She stood weakly in front of Ling Pingan and bowed. "On behalf of this world and everyone in our world, I thank you!"
She said seriously, "You have saved all of us!"
That was the truth. Chu Weiwei had already received a hint from the Mark of Nightmare: the God of motive power of all beings had already left the nightmare world.
The father of plague had left this nightmare world.
The father of plague had given up all his facilities in this world!
The father of plague had destroyed this world's space-time coordinates!
Congratulations! Nightmare game participant PrettyWeiwei, you witnessed the entire process of the world being saved.
You witnessed an epic legend!
You successfully survived the gods' war.
Your Golden Main Storyline Quest: Banish Chaos has been completed.
Because you did not participate in the battle and did not cause any damage either.
So, you can only get the lowest reward.
Because of your gold-grade milestone of the nightmare: An eye for an eye, the Ream of Nightmare will treat you as if you have completed all the quests!
You can choose to end the quest in this world immediately, or you can choose to stay in this world for another three hours.
Ling Pingan listened and chuckled.
That was because, from the perspective of the game, he had indeed saved this dungeon.
Therefore, he accepted this little girl's flattery with peace of mind. He even laughed out loud. "This is what I should do!"
"Every citizen of the Federal Empire will do the same as me!"
Chu Weiwei listened and was filled with respect.
She thought to herself, "Senior expert, you are indeed a senior expert!"
Thus, Chu Weiwei bowed deeply. "Please accept my humble bow for no matter what!"
Ling Pingan's smile was brighter!


As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

Simultaneously in three kingdoms young prodigies were rising to prominence.

In the fledgling kingdom of Bladepeak a young man knelt in front of a large crystal in the shape of a Greatsword. The young man was the First prince Blonde of hair and red of eye. Reflected in the crystal was a sword and a dragon.

***

Far below the surface a young demon stood defiantly before a Crystalized Demon on a throne of bones. The demon had two large red horns that sprouted from the sides of his head.  His face was that of a human except for his teeth that were overly sharp and completely black eyes. Reflected in the crystal was a pitch black flame and a Warhammer.

***

Deep in the heart of the defiled lands a pitched battle played out. Thousands of shambling undead clashed against one another. Devouring each other over and over for days on end. Mutations running rampant among the dead until finally one remained. The survivor was covered in bone plates and held a spear made of the spine of a foe. His burning orange eyes scanning the surroundings he moved on. A shadow mastiff with the same glowing eyes followed him as it chewed on a leg.

***

The threads of fate of each of them were woven into the tapestry that is the truth of the world. A new Era or strife was upon the mortal races.

***

A week had passed since Vargr's arrival at Stormheart. Vargr opened his steel grey eyes to the familiar ceiling. Rolling out of bed One eye raised his head in acknowledgement. The room was too small for the duo who preferred the outdoors. However One eye refused to leave Vargr's side a staunch guardian.

Vargr dressed in grey the clothes hanging loosely on his frame. He tied shaggy black hair back, something John had shown him over the past week. Vargr stepped out of his room to see his team waiting for him in the hallway. The team was seven strong.

John was there of course as well as Isaac, a young man with a scholarly air about him. His bright green eyes always seemed to be appraising everything around him, as he looked around. Catching Vargr's gaze he gave a respectful nod as he ran his hand through his brown curly hair. Isaac was smaller than the rest but he was cunning and caught Vargr off guard during their first fight.

Peter was the second largest after John. Mild mannered and always helping to solve disputes and advocating for peace. Peter had messy blonde hair and light blue eyes. He smiled easily and Vargr thought of him as dependable.

Mary the only girl on the team was outspoken and very passionate. She had dark brown eyes and chestnut colored hair that she tied in a ponytail.

Sigurd, the youngest of the group, had bright red hair that he kept very short on the sides with a tuft on the top. Pale skin with freckles and bright blue eyes. Sigurd was reckless and confident but fiercely loyal to a fault.

Abraham, although older than Sigurd, was the smallest of the group. He had mousy brown hair and amber eyes. Abraham spent all of his free time with his nose in a book and had pestered Vargr incessantly to start learning how to read. The team of John and Abraham spent most of their free time and Vargr's teaching him everything they could.

Finally Jonas, he was unremarkable in looks and action was Vargr's original impression.  However one night Vargr wandered the monastery and came upon Jonas using a forge. Jonas was forging using the scraps leftover from the day's work, and had forged an excellent arrowhead. 

"Why are you—" he trailed off as Vargr inspected the arrowhead.

"Good work. You good" said Vargr searching for the words.

Shocked by the sudden praise Jonas teared up for a moment before wiping it away with his soot covered hands. Jonas had light grey eyes that stood out as he was covered in soot and short black hair that didn't.

Vargr and his team ate breakfast and attended classes Abraham and John helping Vargr with the classes.

Cassandra stood in the front of the classroom and explained the lesson for the day.

"Lycanthropy is something everyone in the order is stricken with. This much is known to all." She took slow deliberate steps and made eye contact with each student in turn.

"Who can tell me what Lycanthropy is?" she asked.

Abraham raised his hand along with two other students, but Michael answered without waiting.

"Lycanthropy is a curse that spreads through bite of a lycan, bloodline and blood rituals"

"Correct. But next time wait to be called on" she admonished him.

"Who can tell me the difference forms Lycanthropy can manifest?"

Many hands shot up at the question but Cassandra chose Abraham.

"Lycanthropy manifests in many ways the most common is the werewolves. Without the help of the Order the werewolves would have almost no control of their transformations. Most commonly during the full moon but also in times of great peril. Commonly referred to as the turned the immense pain of their transformation and warping of their souls drives them into a frenzy when they turn." Abraham took a breath.

"Lycans are those born of the bloodline of a lycan or werewolf. Usually they master the ability to shift from the hybrid and wolf forms early on and are less susceptible to frenzy. And finally the lycanthrope those that permanently take on a hybrid form by no choice of their own they are usually a turned that never changed back."

"Excellent! That was word for word from the compendium of the beast wasn't it?" Cassandra asked.

"Yes ma'am" replied Abraham.


Follow Vargr A Lycan raised by wolves as he unravels the secrets of his race and taps into the true power within. A mysterious order of monster slaying werewolves takes him in and raises him to be a bastion of good.

Upon seeing the famous Rank Eeh Trio, the crowd couldn't even make some noise. Meanwhile, none of the 'special guests' bat an eye.
They were waiting for this Mr. Complicated to show up and see how could this Rank Eeh Elementalist got the attention of someone with such high stature and strength like 'Seran'
The host didn't dare to pause by even a second and called the challenger of the Ascension Battle:
"Avion Teller!"
All eyes were then placed on one exit that came out was a handsome youth while awkwardly carrying a warhammer. No, not carrying, he's just dragging it!
When they saw his face, the two pairs of elders and crown princes soon 'understood' why this man would get the attention of Dragonian Sheran's 'Little Sister Seran'
'So Seran got the taste for teenage boys!' the four of them assumed a conclusion.
This greatly disappointed the two princes as they were already past that age to be called fresh and young. Although they looked like they were at the same age as Avion, it is because they're already Rank Bih.
How can they not understand her? Even they like younger girls (Over 18) more than older women even if they look the same since the former is more innocent and precious.
Meanwhile, the elders were thinking if they knew someone who is more handsome than this Avion Teller and young as well to entice 'Seran' into their family.
But alas, Avion's face is just too much even for a Rank Es Elementalist.
Thinking about this, the two Elders inwardly sighed, 'Before, I got that looks too and I get any beauties I want. Now, instead of beauties, I get responsibilities. I hate for wishing to be older back then!'
They didn't think much of Avion's abilities since they have already thought of him as a mere Rank Eeh Elementalist.
'Wait... Rank Eeh Elementalist?' Elder Khor raised an eyebrow and looked into Avion and found nothing...
Both Elders looked at each other with mutual understanding.
'So he's a mortal. How is he going to fight ten Rank Eeh Elementalist?' they thought that it was ant versus ants. However, they were wrong. It was a bacteria versus ants.
Certainly, this is somewhat interesting to see even for Rank Es Elementalists.
But there was one more thing.
'What's with the chains around his waist?' they all thought.
However, they just shrugged it off since with or without handicap, a mortal can never be up against an Elementalist even a Rank Eeh. That logic was deeply embedded in everyone.
It's like comparing a skinny man to a bodybuilder.
Although the skinny man may have some combat techniques, whose to say that the bodybuilder doesn't have any too considering that these people are already in the Top 10?
Meaning, this should be a punishment play is what's everyone thinking right now.
To this, Prince Gerald hurriedly said, "That Avion Teller is in trouble. If you want Lady Seran, I can get him out of there." he said as he was oozing with confidence and reliability.
Prince Malleus could only stare as this was the Crome Family territory. Although he still have some status, people are going to listen to their own prince rather than the prince from a rivaling family.
"No, it's fine. Avion is the strongest person I know." Sheran with a serious face.
Hearing this, no one objected. They just saw Avion as being tough... on the inside and being indestructible... on the inside to be praised so highly by 'Seran' who criticized all of the Rank Ey Gladiators she fought.
'Maybe this boy has some talent. But too bad, if only he is at least Rank Eeh then there's hope for him reaching at least Rank Ey with our help.' the Elders were dismayed that powering him up cannot be use to lure 'Seran'
While they were thinking, the fight had already began with Avion against the Rank 10th.
Every five minutes, if Avion didn't defeat one, another will come in. This is how hard the Ascension Battle is which the Demolisher had gone through too.
The Rank 10th looked like some ordinary dude who has some armor and a spear. Avion grabbed his warhammer tightly. He still have insufficient strength to wield it without a hassle.
This was noticeable but the 'strong' part had yet to appear.
'It's too early to judge...' the princes and the Rank Es Elders all thought and waited.
Since there is a time limit, Avion unhesitatingly advanced right after he positioned himself.
'I need to defeat this guy for five minutes? I think I may have to rely on time to do that but let's see first.' it was not that he was small, however, the warhammer was just too big for him that when he swung, his body swayed a little.
That was his first attack and he expected it to be dodged and thus, he had already formulated so chain movements in his head.
Thud!* but the attack surprisingly connected as there was a small cracking to be heard.
Even Avion was surprised that attack connected and when he was about to retreat, the Rank 10th guy just dropped onto the ground, unconscious.
"Huh...?" Avion tilted his head in confusion.
'Isn't that... too easy?' he expected more from the Rank 10th.
And though he had clearly won, there was no cheer from the crowd, only a solitary applause coming from Sheran.
Seeing this, even the Crown Princes applauded too. And since the Crown Princes are clapping, the Rank Es Elders have no choice.
Clap clap clap*
Avion looked at them and saw Sheran which he waved at with a smile. Sheran waved back too.
After the waving which absolutely everyone there watched, they had their own thoughts.
'Did this guy used his connection to pressure his opponents and make his win easy!?' others thought.
'Why are these Rank Eeh Elementalist falling from such hit?' meanwhile, both Elders were raising an eyebrow, 'How can a bacteria defeat an ant?'


Avion Teller was brought to an unknown world. However, with him is the absolute control over time which he got from his father, the Lord Sorcerer of Time.

In that world, Flasse, there are Elemantalists who has the power to control nature and strengthen their body. Enabling them to destroy mountains, split seas, and interrupt the heavens using their strengthened bodies and mystical sorcery of nature.

While, Avion Teller, on the other hand, only had strength of a mortal, a commoner. With no adept on becoming an Elementalist, how will he be able to survive there, when the first thing he did when he arrived was to offend kingdoms?

Follow Avion Teller in his journey on battling Godlike Elementalist with his mortal body and the absolute and unlimited control of time over his body!

Arts by:
Josh Yeap, Abbi Stewart, Sarmad Sadiq (All three from Pinterest), and ME who just compiled and edited it into a cover!

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