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Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis

To stop the poison from consuming the world, you have to consume the poison itself. First and foremost, do not be deceived by thinking he's barely the vessel of the Eye, and without the Eye, he's just another Guardian.  Even before the Eye chose him, he showed what he was made of, and he was capable enough to uproot cancer. Unfortunately, the world never remembered that tale. Elior lost everything in the last war, comrades, friends, and love. But he was granted a second chance to correct all his errors and embark on his path to stop Chaos again. After regressing 12 years in the past, Elior started his journey from the Institute of Earth's Guardians again. But this time he won't be the Messiah, the hope of the world, as his Godmother wanted. As he knows, the world does not need another Messiah, but a REAPER. ________________ Disclaimer: The Mc is naive in the beginning even though he's regressed, the reason behind all that was that he didn't have full access to his memory. So he acts like a teenager mostly, with high values and morals that he barely might be able to keep. There's an issue with mc not ready to hit a woman, it's poorly done in the beginning chapters, there's bigger reason behind it in later parts. The author doesn't own the cover. _________________________

silent_walker · Fantasy
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174 Chs

Dungeon Break (4)

            Elior drank another mana recovering potion, not that it helped to stack up recovery potion, but because he would need to recover his mana more as the number he had recovered would be used up quickly.

          The huge corpse fly got back to its savage nature quickly and came at him in the middle of the vortex. One of his rapiers was still stuck to its body while the other one in hand, Elior welcomed the incoming monster.

          The corpse fly attacked with the gale of wind before coming at him, but luckily, he had already guessed it. Elior worked his leg again and released a short vibration of the shock wave to lung himself up above the blades of the gale. In the warping of the chaotic mana current, he could not hear a thing, though his attention was only at the copse flying before him.