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The Grand Duelist

Check out my other work! https://www.webnovel.com/book/records-of-the-weakest-emperor_17617505506953105 Records of the Weakest Emperor Disclaimer: This novel is inspired by other great works such as SCOG, OG, DE, and all other works that the author admires and reads on a daily basis Left alone, scarred and swimming with debt after his parents' death. Our protagonist, Joseph is now on the quest of erasing his debt along with keeping himself afloat without being homeless… Left without other choices, he turned to the world of Victory for solace only to find out that everything wasn't so simple like he expected. Even after two months of complete dedication to the game. He hasn't achieved any of his goals at all… But fortunately, lady luck soon blessed his hopeless life… He managed on erasing his debt, angering the gods living above the heavens and even acquiring a Mythical Class! But Joseph is a young man left with scars due to his past. Can he even become someone suitable for the grandeur of a Mythical Class? The Sun that Overlooks Everything? "Aye wait bro, don't attack ye- Sike! You thought!" "Alice, I really love it that you keep yourself feminine for the sake of your Swordsmanship. But can you not wear skirts while we're practicing? I can basically see what's underneath." "Abyssal Flame Master, why do you remind me of the alter-ego that I sealed a long time ago back when I was in middle school?" Fueled with the determination of being the strongest. Joseph, along with the comrades that he gathered on his journey shall crush those that dare stand before their path. But why? Because he's the Grand Duelist, destined to be at the top of everything. Artwork: This is a collaboration between me and the Connoisseur of the Dao of Sticc, Truedawn. We spent countless nights depicting the awesomeness of the MC through the Dao of the Sticc, I hope it is appreciated.

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Swift End to a Life

"Ezreal! How shameless of you to come back!" One of the inquisitors cried out in anger upon seeing Ezreal. 

The rotting old man who could be considered as the Vice-Captain of the Inquisitors frowned.

"Why did you come back, Ezreal?"

Ezreal lightly smiled, "I came back, not to cause any trouble but to complete some unfinished business." 

"Unfinished business?" The rotting old man whispered. His eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

The other inquisitors also had the same look on their faces while the jail janitors felt inexplicably nervous. For them, Ezreal's name was similar to a legend. They heard about his amazing feats, but ever since he became a traitor of the Kingdom of Nether, they were forced to not speak about anything regarding him anymore.

Nevertheless, it didn't mean that these inquisitors and jail janitors would just forget about his existence.