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Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Congratulations on receiving the following Unique Skills:- –Appraisal (Basic) –Skill Absorption (Mythic) –Universal Synthesis (Ultimate)" _____________________________________ "Synthesis Skills— Swift Sword Strike + Fire Toad's Breath." "Ding!" "Congratulations! Your Skill Synthesis was successful." "Your skills evolved into: Azula Sword Strike.‌" "Synthesis Materials— Titanium Runic Sword + Wyvern Bones" "Congratulations! You Synthesis was successful. Your Sword has evolved into Skeletal Dragon Sword." ----- In a heart-wrenching tale of loneliness and despair, Ethan's life has been one of unending tragedy. Orphaned at a young age and tormented by a relentless terminal illness, he spent his final days confined to a cold, confined hospital room. As he takes his last breath, he awakened in a mysterious void, where Ethan is given the opportunity to choose three unique skills that will define his new existence. With millions of options but only three choices, he carefully selects his path, setting the stage for an extraordinary journey of Reincarnation. Reincarnated into a fantastical world filled with magical Skills, powerful beings, and untold dangers, Ethan must navigate his new life, wielding the skills he chose to survive and thrive in a realm where anything is possible. But the question remains: Will this second life bring him the happiness and purpose he was denied in his first, or will it lead him down an even darker path? Chapter release: 2 chs/day Guys, its my first time writing, and it might not suit everyone. I can only say sorry in advance. Thanks for reading!

Elias_Nightwalker · Fantasy
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256 Chs

Chapter 79: The Council Meeting (II)

King Araknis the 8th, Milphomor Araknis, turned his gaze to the three Guardian Generals seated beside him, his expression firm as he sought their counsel.

"What do you think, Leon?" the King inquired, his voice steady yet etched with the weight of his thoughts. "Is it the same person I suspect it to be?"

General Leon, whose face was etched with a serious and contemplative expression, met the King's gaze and nodded solemnly.

"Indeed, Your Majesty," General Leon replied, his ocean-blue eyes narrowing with a cold, steely resolve. "Your guess is correct. This devastation is undoubtedly the work of the Demon Lord of Gluttony, Beelzebub—one of the seven deadly Demon Lords."

As he spoke, a fierce anger flashed across General Leon's face. His grip on the armrests of his chair tightened until his knuckles turned white, the tension in his body reflecting the deep hatred he harbored for the creature responsible for the horrific destruction of Arcadia City.