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Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died. He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized! Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then! Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card? The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael) Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again! With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

RavenClaw471 · Urban
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Terror Construct VS. Dream Beast-03

As the mist swirled around, the Hydra stood tall, a monstrous guardian forged from the fusion of dark magic and a patch of dried skin from the legendary Lernean Hydra. Its presence alone sent shivers through the surrounding area, dispersing the mist around the Hightower mages.

With a deft wave of his hand, Eisenhart directed the Lernean Hydra Terror Construct to lower itself, facilitating his swift ascent onto its back.

"Join me up here! We need to retreat now!" Eisenhart urgently called to his comrades. The wind shield protecting them from the encroaching mist began to diminish, succumbing to the corrosive influence of the Dream Realm.

"Thank you!" expressed one of his comrades, conveying gratitude as he promptly leaped onto the Terror Construct's back. The remaining mages followed suit.