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Necromancer Of The Shadows

"I should have stayed home and played video games." This was Ray's last thought before darkness engulfed him after he was hit by a car. But surprisingly, instead of finding himself before the gates of hell after dying, Ray found out he was transmigrated into another world. The world Ray was transmigrated to was called Arora World, a place where you can use different kinds of skills, magic, and even acquire powerful classes. Ray found himself in the body of a young boy named Evan, who was studying in a hunter academy after awakening his abilities at the age of fourteen. At first, Ray was happy that he was transmigrated into the body of someone who had awakened his abilities and could use the magic he always wanted to use. However, as Ray went through Evan's memories, he finally realized that everything was not as simple as he had expected. Evan had a unique physique that didn't allow him to increase his power like other people. Because of this useless unique physique, Evan was the weakest hunter in the entire academy. And that was not all; the more Ray looked at Evan's memories, the more he realized just how troublesome his situation was. "I know I entered this body without buying a ticket, but isn't this too much?" Ray said in a depressed voice after going through Evan's memories. Will Ray be able to survive in this new world? Is the physique of his new body really useless? Join Ray on his adventure to find out. --------------------------------------------------

Zero_writer · Fantasy
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Lost In Void

Inside the void space of the Tomb...

The moment Azroth threw Baphomet and Eldrakar inside the void rift that the void dragon had created, the effect of his Temporal Pause authority ended and both of them were able to move once again.

The moment both of them regained control over their bodies...

"Arghhhh!"

Two painful roars echoed inside the void space as both of them looked at their right arms, which had been severed by Azroth before he threw them inside the void space.

"Fu*k, just what kind of skill did he use?" Baphomet roared in anger as he felt a biting pain from the depths of his soul.

Normally, he wouldn't even bat an eye if someone severed his arm as this kind of injury wasn't something hard to deal with.

But currently, he didn't know why, but he was feeling as if millions of ants were crawling deep inside his body, chewing his flesh, bone, and soul.