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Chronicles Of An Incarnated Overpowered Hero: The Beginning

After losing his parents, Ewaan, once a joyful kid, retreats into an emotional void. The tragedy strikes not once, but twice, leaving him in the shadows of grief. Yet, amidst this darkness, a glimmer of solace emerges in his bond with his step-sister, Maya. However, their ordinary lives shattered when Ewaan receives the Call of Another World — thrusting him into a world of responsibility and destiny beyond his wildest imagination. [YOU ARE THE ONE TO BE CHOSEN AS THE NEXT GENERATION HERO TO CARRY ON THE LEGACY OF THE PREVIOUS...!] “I don’t wanna! I have responsibilities here, a little sister I have to take care of...” Ewaan protests. But Maya’s accidental Call to the same World changes everything, plunging them both into an adventure of epic proportions. “Maya...” Ewaan’s voice trembles with fear. “BIG BROTHER... NOOOOO!” Maya's cry echoes with anguish. Between embracing their newfound roles as Heroes or clinging to the comforts of their former lives — Ewaan and Maya must navigate a series of trials that will test their courage, loyalty, and the strength of their bond. In a world where every decision carries monumental consequences, the fate of countless lives hangs in the balance. Will they heed the call of destiny, or will they forge their own paths, risking everything they hold dear? The answers lie in the hands of these Next Generation Heroes.

Ewaan · Fantasy
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80 Chs

Battlefield Of Shadows

Confused and surprised, both Ewaan and Lucien looked around, their eyes widening as they took in their new surroundings. The 'sky' seemed as it's scorching with red hue, yet no heat was generating what so ever.

Before them stood a buffed demon, black aura oozing from its body. Its armor seemed melded into its flesh, and its sheer size towered over them both.

Lucien quickly assessed the situation, his gaze locking onto the demonic soldier. "This doesn't feel right just looking at it. We need to be careful, Ewaan."

Ewaan, not uttering a word, also locked his gaze on the demonic soldier. The air around them grew tense.

They both utilized their magic, Ewaan igniting his fists with blue flames that flickered more intensely than before, while Lucien incanted as wind swirled and gushed around his fists.

The demonic soldier began to move toward them, its pace gradually increasing, signaling that the battle was about to begin.