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I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

[Hey Dear Readers :> 50 PS- 1 Bonus Chapters 100 PS- 2 Bonus Chapters 25 GT- 3 Bonus Chapters 50 GT- 5 Bonus Chapters (conditions last for a week) :) ] Throughout history, Humans have strived for greatness, not only in name but in deeds as well, and many failed to achieve it.  It was no different in a Land of Dragons, Mythical beings, Knights, Mages, Demi-humans, and demonic beings. But their greatness came in a different form, a concept known as POWER.  The power to conquer, to build, to control, to protect, and to love.  Raffaelo Jun was a man born with a silver spoon, yet his sheltered upbringing prevented him from becoming the man he was meant to be.  He was unable to achieve the greatness of the prestigious family of the Jun household and became a sight of ridicule.  He was used for a while until he wasn't, then discarded and killed for being a threat to the throne, but Fate had other plans.  Reborn as a child, he starts over as the sole son of the Jun household, his actions brimming with intent.  He had one goal: attain the power that he once ignored and stand on the precipice of human existence, to protect all that are dear to him.  Note: It starts slowly until recent chapters. Interesting side characters, power systems, techniques, and a mixture of variety with the right blend. If you enjoy this w⁶ork, give me your support, with votes, comments, and reviews :>

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Chapter 88- Reinforcements Arrive

Bits of stone and glass fell from the destroyed rooftop onto the smoke–filled hall, as blinding light pierced through it and searing heat persisted in the air, testament to the explosion. 

Within the commotion, a blue haired girl pulled herself out of the pristine white floor, her once ghostly white hair transforming into its beautiful blue as she lay on the ground, coughing out within the foggy atmosphere. 

She panted slightly, turning around to observe the situation in the hall as the white light dissipated. 

Her eyes widened slightly, noticing the sunbeams piercing through the large hole and the burnt reminder of flames on the walls of the Bastion. It was surprising how they could still hold after that explosion. 

The benches and tables had been charred into ash, with nothing left in sight.