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The Ancient Genes

[Check our my new work 'Mech Lord'!!! ] In a place where Magic reigns supreme, what would our MC do as he finds himself being rejected by the world. This is the story of a boy who lacks the ability to wield mana. After shaming his parents who are considered to be among the strongest Mages of the era. Our MC stands at the terrace of the School building planning to commit suicide. What has fate got stored in for our MC. Will he commit suicide ? If you want to know, join our MC as he struggles to find his path. In a world with mysteries and threats looming, what is waiting for him? ------------------------------------- All the characters and incidents in this story are imaginary. Please note that the chapter can be a bit slow. So please be a bit patient and read up to 50 chapter before making any opinion .......................... My Other Work: MechLord ............. The Cover art is made by Valeriexx. Join the Discord : https://discord.gg/WTDaPfU DM me @ ReincarnatedSaint#2904 on Discord Instagram ID: @reincarnatedsaint

ReincarnatedSaint · Fantasy
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A Peaceful Life?

"How do you know about this? I don't think it's something the Ancient Families are aware of.." Matriarch looked at Max with a little frown on her face. She didn't believe that the Ancient Families were capable of something that they weren't.

"The brat is built differently.." Old Man Sun muttered as he looked at Max with a weird look on his face. It was precisely this that had made him lose the bet. How can he not be upset when being reminded about it?

"I can sense them.." Max replied with a serious look on his face, "It's inherent. I know you guys have the ability too. But, in your case, it's too weak. It doesn't come close to me who was born with it."

"Is it really that strong?" The Matriarch was still a little sceptical about it. She believed that the only reason why Talia could hide her identity was for the fact that she had never met her in person. After all, she hadn't left the Spatial Pouch for a few hundred years now.