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Reincarnated With The Strongest System

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only Light can do that," the Goddess Amalthea said as she held William in her loving embrace. "Hate cannot drive out hate, only Love can do that.” In order to help his little brothers and sisters at the orphanage, and save the person he loves, William decided to make the ultimate sacrifice. This selfless act moved the hearts of the Gods into gifting William the opportunity to enter the Cycle of Reincarnation with their blessings. Together with his Mama Ella, and a herd of goats, William embarks on a new journey to find the meaning of happiness in his new life. In a world of Swords and Magic, where adventures roam wild and free, the tale of the Legendary Shepherd is about to begin! [Disclaimer: You might get addicted reading this story.] ----------- Author's other stories. Strongest Necromancer of Heaven's Gate Wizard World Irregular Story Collaboration with other Authors. Kingdom Building Done Right ----------- P.S I would like to thank my editor RedPandaChick for always being there to help me with the edits of my story. Special thanks to Eranoth for helping me Fine-Tune the novel to make it more consistent and less chaotic. -----

Elyon · Fantasy
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A Meeting With the Elven Princess

"Halt! Who goes there?!" an Elven Guard shouted as he stopped a robed figure from entering the city gates.

The three other guards, who were currently manning the only gate that was opened to the capital city--Briar Glen--surrounded the robed figure, brandishing their weapons.

Instead of answering, the robed figure took out an Insignia that made the expressions of the four guards stiffen. 

"I came to meet the Princess," a delicate sounding voice said. "Stand down and let me pass."

The four elven guards glanced at each other before sheathing the weapon. They stepped aside and allowed the robed figure to enter the city gates uncontested. 

After the unknown individual disappeared from view, the four guards returned to their duties. They didn't even talk amongst themselves about the appearance of the robed figure and treated the situation as if the person was just a figment of their imagination.