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Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

He lived a life of mediocrity, plagued by regret. Instead of pursuing his dream of becoming a pro boxer, he listened to others and became a corporate slave. He was wrongly accused when money went missing from the company's account. He lost everything—his job, his friends, and even his family turned their backs on him. Eventually, he became homeless. On the same day, he witnessed a homeless woman being attacked in a dark alley while everyone ignored her shouts for help. Despite his own struggles, he couldn't ignore her plight. He decided to step in to protect her. Still, that only caused his downfall. He was stabbed to death… Still, fate wasn’t done with him, and he had the chance to be reborn in a world of truly Infinite Paths… (The Human Path was unlocked) (You obtained the skill of Language.) His story was a painful reminder of the consequences of settling for an ordinary life and the remorse that comes with it. His death highlighted the harsh reality of how his choices and circumstances led him to this tragic end. It served as a powerful message to him to strive for something greater, to never lose sight of his dreams, and to extend a helping hand to those in need, even in our darkest moments. This time, he will live his life without regrets… Our discord server: https://discord.gg/bd9aDdEeQK

ExSoldierLv99 · Fantasy
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The process of an end

Rain and Jori bumped their fists, and then they left the arena. While the match didn't last that long, it was the first where a lot of blood had been shed, and it was actually the longest so far. Since they were friends as well, there were no ill feelings left. Only the desire to improve to make sure that the result would be different in a month if they had the chance to fight again.

"Seriously, what did you do?" Jori asked.

"As if I would explain my trump card to win this tournament," Rain said. "I need to win in order to make sure that I won't be forced to work to death making relics."

"Of all things he could have found motivation in…" Jori said and then sighed. "Still, I guess that is just like you. By the way, how did you move your arm when they are still broken?"

"This is twenty percent luck. Thirty percent skill. Fifty percent concentrated power of will," Rain said. "It hurts a bit, though."