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Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

Disclaimer: This novel is a cliché Suggestion: If you like (Slice Of Life) with wonderful parents and survival, this is for you. *** Like every (Isekai) protagonist, I got reincarnated after getting hit by a hyper-speed truck. That was an empty and dark life anyway, so I was already looking forward to a decent, unknown afterlife. But... the world had a unique thing in mind. In this new world, I had parents, amazing ones at that. My father was a talented mage, and my lovely mother was a sharp and cunning merchant. Ignoring all of my weirdness, they loved me unconditionally. This was the life that anyone would love. Eating and cooking delicious food, practicing archery and magic, and playing with my parents. Everything was wonderful until... those demons separated us and it left me in a ferocious forbidden forest, just to be eaten alive by beasts. But dying wasn't even a question. I will go back… to them. * The novel cover is not mine. https://discord.gg/ExYHhhv4mn Still lacking but, join if you want~! The update will be mostly 1Ch/day. I will do my best to make the reading time worth it.

H2Oz_Anxious · Fantasy
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1063 Chs

During the following few days

[Eon's POV: ]

[{ *His unique origin and his affinity with Aether does not define anything, master. If anything, we have to consider the possibility that he has more talent than we initially expected.* }]

'You're right as well, Lucy. But what can we attribute to this situation? He was subconsciously able to do it so there's nothing we can speculate here either.

The only thing we can say would be this incident being a coincidental enlightenment.'

[{ *It still does not justify how someone who does not even understand the Truth of Soul is able to tap into their consciousness, master.

Logically, this does not make any sense.* }]

'I've said it many times and I will say it again, dear. There are some things in this world that just don't make any sense.

Just look at you… how do we explain your existence with the logic that we have.'

She was a part of my being, a part of my origin skill that was 'gifted' to me by my master.