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Infinity Guardian System

"Haunted by the Curse's relentless pursuit, one seeks solace in the arms of darkness..." -- -- -- Hael Winterlock, the youngest and most beloved prince of the Winterlock dynasty, lived the typical luxurious prince life within the dynasty, with the thought of being just an ordinary rich royal member in the future. But when he awakened the never-before-seen Nine Magical Arcana Runes petals, the law of the Kingdom automatically dictates him as the next ruler of the throne, something that goes against his predetermined fate. And from thereon, life came crashing down for Hael, who had his father killed by his throne-obsessed brothers, and then he himself burnt to coal and flung into the icy depths to drown to death. Just when life seemed over, Hael found a portal and a moon fragment, a rumored source of controllable power at the depth of the sea, and the moon fragment fused with him as he disappeared into the strange portal. There was a new advanced world, a world where an ongoing war between humans who grew with cybernetic fusions, and the Eldritches, creatures of dark magic, raged on. Once more, he was given a chance to change things, a new chance at life. One day, he swore to return to back to Winterfall Dynasty to take what was rightfully his. But only if his dreams could be reality. The Forgotten Realms had another name: The Abyssal Realm of Ruins, a Place of No Return! --------- Update Schedule: Update daily! --------- This Novel is in a WPC, please Support it by adding it to your library and sending your Powerstones and Golden Tickets! Thank you all.

Supreme_IQ · Fantasy
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Hael! No!

"Tch, damn them!" The loud roar of frustration could be heard from none other than Eiron himself, who currently had his eyebrows scrunched up, his hand wrapped into a fist as he, along with a group of close to 100, stared at the ones who stood on the beach, their hands at the back of their heads, with their bags in touch of their feet.

"Tch, Class A brats! How arrogant can they be? Sitting down in front of us, with the bag clearly laid out. Is that how much they disdain us?" Various murmurs not much different from that could be heard, yet none dared to move as if they had all been rendered immobile, encircling the Class A students in some sort of circle.

RUUUSTTTLEEE

Suddenly, the sound of gentle rustling could be heard as Eiron slowly turned his gaze behind him, seeing a familiar face just a few meters from him, and he automatically retreated in shock, crossing a twig behind him and slamming his butt on the ground.