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Supreme Transmigrator-Axton Zavier

Martin woke up in a seething rage. The memory of his father's name leaving the mouth of the assassin tasked with his death was forever etched into the inner parts of his brain. The man he had trusted with his life, although they weren't that close, Martin had never thought he would be the reason for his death. But in the darkness that followed, something extraordinary happened. he found himself transmigrated into a new body, in a new world. A vessel made for his burning anger and thirst for revenge. He was accompanied on his journey by a strange type of rune, and blessed with an hidden room of power. In his new life, he realized he wasn't spared from the constant betrayals. Martin forged his timid heart into one made of boiling furnace, his soul was fueled by the desire to return to his world and pay his father for his crimes. He took an oath, one drenched in the blood and sweat of his struggles: They would grovel before his feet. Each breath he took was tainted with the want for vengeance, each step was guided by the inferno that blazed wildly in him. The path ahead was shrouded in darkness, but Martin welcomed it, for it was the crucible in which he would forge his revenge. "I AM AXTON ZAVIER, THE SUPREME GOD OF CULTIVATION." ......................... _________ ****I do not own the cover**** I have been planning this story for a year now and I hope you like it. Yes it has everything ranging from action, adventure, revenge, etc. DISCORD SERVER : https://discord.com/invite/UXY22fphqe ____ CHAPTER LENGTH (1000-1500) Depending on my inspiration. (1-3) CHAPTERS DAILY 20 powerstones leads to an extra chapter at the end of the week! 40 powerstones leads to two extra chapters at the end of the week! ^^ Thank you for joining me on this literary journey. Enjoy the adventure!

LIGht_Pen · Fantasy
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61 Chs

SUPREME LUCK

Martin knew he couldn't activate his fire rune so as not to attract Tehran's attention, if not he would be able to take care of this man as soon as possible, and carry on with his plan.

He had been away from school for a long time. He had to go back, or he could miss the expedition trip for his grades.

Wind blades gathered around Martin's body, ready to strike.

Just as he was about to move, a hand appeared from behind the man, and severed his throat.

"What the?" The man clutched his neck but he couldn't escape death.

"You said I should kill him?" Martin uttered with confusion. Why did Tehran jump into the middle of the fight?

"You were wasting time, and I need to leave soon." Tehran grumbled.

He pointed to the fight between the two beasts.

Martin turned his head to see the two beasts struggling but it was obvious which one was winning.

It seemed that the Soul Eater was sucking the life energy from the Silvarenien.