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Idle Mage: Humanity's Strongest Backer

They said they came from out of nowhere. There were no signs of their arrival nor there were any loud sounds. One day, Humanity woke up and was forced to accept their existence...along with the destruction they brought with them. Ashton West, a orphan and a transmigrator from Earth. He woke up in this near-apocalyptic world without anyone else to rely on aside from himself. Thankfully, he was blessed with a golden finger that came with his transmigration package! Ashton: This world needs a Hero...sadly, I can't be bothered to be one. Ashton: Surely there's someone out there who can fulfill that role. As for me? Well... "Being 'Humanity's Strongest Backer' doesn't sound so bad." *** Disclaimer: 1. Cover's not mine. Found it online and edited it. This is for temporary use. Hit me up if this is yours and want it to be taken down. 2. Don't expect perfection. It doesn't exist. 3. I'm not in a race with the other authors. I have my own update schedule. Don't worry, it's frequent enough. All your support will be greatly appreciated. Thanks for checking out my work!

Hateful_Fellow · Fantasy
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425 Chs

The Black Fog Ends but...

"...damn!"

Alice looked at Blake who was rampaging as a 30-meter-tall giant and couldn't help but feel awed.

And while she does feel happy and amazed that her friends had certainly become stronger, she can't help but feel a little bit inferior compared to them.

She knows that she's invaluable to the team. And technically, Blake and Mary were her subordinates in the eyes of many. That being said, she never really felt as if she was that special, and this is even though she is a reincarnator herself.

Blake has a one-track mind, but even if that was the case, he always excels at the things he chooses to do. Mary, on the other hand, was effortlessly sensible and smart. She knows herself more than any other and she always carried herself with such grace and dignity which made her a little inferior.

And Ashton...well, he's a wild card. One can never truly guess what he's up to.