Strongest Magician In The Apocalypse World

Opening my eyes, what greeted me were tall dark trees, almost branchless, standing erect as if wanting to pierce the blood-colored sky.

"Was I reincarnated again? Oh common, give me a break…"

Those were the words that came out of my mouth right after I woke up. It was an unamused utterance. An unusual reaction for someone who was given another chance to live.

I, Nameless, could tell that this world was a different world from the world I came from just a moment ago.

I was reincarnated again.

Like most of the time when I reincarnated, after opening my eyes, an influx of memories that originally did not belong to me had come uninvited.

"Aw…"

That reaction was not from someone who was in pain, but someone who had enough of it.

It didn't take long for the memories of the previous host to be part of me. It was one of the inheritances he left after leaving this world.

It seems I reincarnated in the body of Lucius Matheus.

A question came to my mind.

I was wondering if he would reincarnate also after he died?

Sad to say, the answer to that question would never get known because only those foolish gods and goddesses knew about it. They were playing with human lives like they were something for their amusement.

But if I were obliged to answer that, through experience, I would say… yes he did. He reincarnated as me and I reincarnated as him. We blended into one to become a new one.

Though, that was only my own speculation. You better not seriously believe that as even I was not certain of it.

According to his memories, it seems Lucius' lover broke up with him and exchanged him for someone rich, strong, and a popular person.

Hmm…

After his girlfriend broke up with him, Lucius was heartbroken. As a result, he immersed himself in liquor to the point that it was as if he lost his main reason to live.

If I was there I would smack his head and tell him to moveon.

Just kidding.

I wouldn't do that. I would be one of those background characters who would not mind about other people's business.

One night, in a pub, a friend recommended him to become an adventurer as it was a shortcut to becoming wealthy if he was lucky.

It seems in this world, you can learn any type of skills or abilities when you pay a master and ask them to teach you their inheritance techniques; either spells, weapon arts, or hand-to-hand combat.

So, hypothetically, money means strength. The wealthier you are, the stronger you will become. But of course, it also depends on your growth potential.

Lucius was only 17 years old and only in his third month of the second year in a Might and Magic high school.

It was a school that nurtured future warriors in the city. I frowned. A deja vu feeling assaulted me while remembering Lucius' memories.

Nonetheless, although Lucius face was undeniably good looking, he was in fact an old-fashioned person.

A goody-type of person who by first glance you could tell that he was the type of person who is afraid to break a curfew. Someone who would hesitate to kill an insect. His hairstyle… It was as if his medium-length hair was part of his scalp.

Following his friend's recommendation, he enlisted himself as an F-rank adventurer.

Spotting him standing for already an hour in front of the mission board, some B-rank adventurers realized immediately what he was hesitating about. It was most newbie adventurers' mistakes. They thought they could right away take a mission with high rewards.

In the guise of help, they approached him and offered him a chance. They asked him to party with them. They told him they were doing a B-rank mission which gives a lot better reward than an F-rank one.

Of course, with his current mindset, he agreed with that.

Their mission was to kill an Earth Ghoul. A B-rank monster. A difficult enemy.

The idiot agreed without even bother noticing the danger he was in.

It seems their destination was around this area.

However, coming here was the most foolish thing he ever did. A day after they entered this forest, they were attacked, but not by Earth Ghoul, instead, by Dire Wolves. Dire Wolves were a pain in the ass. They never stopped chasing you as long as you were inside their territory, and they would come with their pact, overwhelming their target through sheer numbers.

The group of 7 people could only manage to kill a few of them until they realized that their effort was in vain.

They retreated, and on their retreat, everyone realized that they could not lose their trail unless someone was offered as a sacrifice.

Of course, among all of them, there was only one person who was most suited to that task.

And yes, they chose the idiot, the previous owner of this body.

They pushed him down. After falling to the ground, the Dire Wolves immediately came to attack him.

Lucius was so frightened. But perhaps that wasn't yet his time to die, he subconsciously triggered a basic tier fire magic in his hand. His unwillingness to die subconsciously summoned it. The twigs on the ground, around him, were lit from that minuscule fire.

Seeing the fire, the Dire Wolves hesitated to attack because they are weak to it.

He got lucky and avoided becoming their meal, but in the end, he still died of hunger after losing his track in this Dead Forest.

As someone who was not a veteran in hunting inside a forest, he had no idea of what to do in that situation.

Pathetic loser. An idiot.

I looked up and screamed to the sky.

"Damn it! Let me die in peace! I don't want to be this idiot's replacement!"

I knew they were watching.

Erm… If you would ask me how I died myself, the answer to that was simple.

"Not as pathetic as that idiot."

Nonetheless, there was something in his memories that shocked me. I learned this world was very identical to that world. According to how the memories portray this world, it was the same world to my original world. In fact, this world was the world where I first born and died.

I was sent back here?

As I was in shock, a sudden appearance of translucent bright rectangular box appeared before me.

[Welcome, host]

Seeng that, I sighed, smirked, and whispered: "There you go…"