Rebirth

The boy opened his eyes with a long gasp as if wanting to take as much air as possible. It was a painful experience and something not worth repeating.

His eyes fell on small... hands.

Of course, the boy noted as in an almost broken window nearby, he could see his reflection.

Black short hair, black eyes, and... pale skin.

" Where is this place? " That was the first thing he thought of as soon as he woke up.

He could absentmindedly hear a loud 'boom' and quickly jumped up on his feet, only to flop back down onto the ground with a killer headache.

The memories of this body!!!

'His' memories flashed through his eyes as he, the new "Ares MacLean", 'remembered' the memories of the boy he took over.

" Sun City... Storm Island... Southern Continent...? "

After he gathered himself, he tried to organize his thoughts before he was shocked.

Suddenly he remembered that strange Inscription that he spent the rest of his life studying.

" If my thinking is correct then that Inscription is called "Second Chance", does that mean...?"

" Rebirth. "

Just as he was thinking of this, Ares MacLean's body suddenly shook and an immensely shocked expression appeared on his face.

Just a moment ago, Ares recalled the manner of his death.

"So my attempt had failed and I'm still losing !"

Ares's expression soon calmed down and the raging waves in his heart were also quickly pacified.

Ares's gaze was deep and dark like the abyss. He had expected the possibility of such a situation. So he was able to quickly accept this fact.

The opponent's strength made him feel like he was pressed down by an entire mountain range!

"But isn't this more interesting?" Ares's eyes revealed a smile, but it was filled with coldness and mania.

Fear?

What was that?

Even if he failed ten thousand times, a million times, or hundreds of billions of times, as long as there was a chance, Ares MacLean would never give up!

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At the very same moment, in the next room, standing by the window, a pair of red eyes quietly looked at the same view.

He had long hair that reached halfway down his back and features very similar to those of Ares.

" Sun City, this is 100 years ago?! A little while ago I was sitting in my house on the northern continent, so how did I end up here? Wait..."

" Looks like the Second Chance Inscription worked…"

Thinking about it only makes his red eyes radiate a dangerous sparkle, like burning embers in the darkness of the night.

The use of the Second Chance Inscription is the ability to be reborn. Despite its ability, its negative effects are very large, as the chances of success do not exceed 1%, and even after success, the second birth is random, which makes it dangerous because you do not know at what era you may open your eyes.

" With the use of the Second Chance Inscription, I have been reborn, going back to the time of 100 years ago! "

Inscriptions come in thousands of shapes and sizes of strange and mysterious variety – there are too many to count. Some Inscriptions after being used once even twice or thrice will completely dissipate. And some Inscriptions can be reused again and again as long as it is not used over its limits.

That said, the Second Chance Inscription probably is one of those types that can only be used once before disappearing for good.

York thought with a sigh. Even though he had been reborn, the Second Chance Inscription did not come with him.

" But even if it's gone, I can still refine another. I have done it in my previous life, why can't I do it in this life?" After the thoughts of pity were put aside, York's heart burst forth with ambitious and determined feelings.

To be able to be reborn, this fact made the loss of the Second Chance Inscription entirely acceptable.

In his memories are a multitude of all kinds of treasures and precious items that no one has opened yet in this time. All the big events and incidents he can easily grasp through the veins of history. There are countless figures: some are predecessors of hidden levels; some are geniuses, and some people are not even born yet. Also in these 100 years of life are memories of painstaking cultivation and rich combat experience.

" The most important thing is cultivation. The me right now has not even opened my inner world and hasn't stepped on the path to being an Inscriptions Master. I'm just a mortal! I have to hurry and cultivate, catching up to history and seize the opportunities with the best advantage."