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My Soul card is a Reaper

#Gold Tier Winner of WFP26; Setting in the fictional world of Gaia, where special individuals can awaken certain powers within their souls. They are called Arcana Masters. Some awaken beasts, some awaken weapons, while some awaken the power of plants. Some people train to become stronger so that they have the power to protect loved ones, some wish to use it for revenge, some wish to live longer, while some want to be free and use their power however they wish. Yet, there exists a clan, where the descendants only exist to grant death to others so that life and death remain balanced. Follow the journey of Azrael Garcia, the heir of the cursed clan of Death, as he forms friendships while facing betrayals, meeting love, and cutting down enemies in the process. ************** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's other contracted novels: War Online, Weapon Seller in the world of magic Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga, Prince of Kpop ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy a coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

Snowstar · Fantasy
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New mission

After returning to his home planet, Azzy finally received the messages sent by his parents but he didn't return to the clan and neither did he has given his reply to them.

Instead, he directly went to the ruins of a ghost town located in the Northern Qudour where the pocket dimension is hidden.

Upon entering the secret facility of Dr. Mac, he directly went to the control room and no robot roaming around stopped him either. 

As he entered the place using his biometrics and retina scan, Azzy saw the scientist working with some gun that is emitting something similar to that of a laser beam. Its power was quite high. 

She was using it to cutting down a shield made of 92% adamantine. And the result was a clean cut.

"Hello, Doc," greeted the teenager.

Raising the gun, Dr. Mac turned around with a smile and spoke, "Azrael, come and look at the new prototype, although it was more of an upgrade rather than a new invention."