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The Horatius Era

Determined Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, No Harem: Yes, World Building: Yes, Mythological References: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Regression: Yes. On a dark night, a man named Alex Horatius is assassinated alongside his secretary. Instead of arriving at the afterlife, he instead regresses to his sixteen-year-old self on the day the “apocalypse” began. As he watches the death of his father, intense feelings of rage arise in his chest. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a desperate thirst for vengeance, he challenges even the Gods themselves. But there lies a secret even he is unbeknownst to. With danger lurking at every turn, can the man, who is now a boy, overturn his fate and achieve something great? Or will he be like the rest, trapped in mediocrity at the bottom of the food chain? “The Horatius Era” is a gripping tale of Alex’s journey, on which he experiences many adversities in order to potentially achieve what his heart desires. ----------- If you like the novel, please drop a power stone. Don't forget to add it to your library. All support is appreciated! Enjoy the read! All chapters will be released at 8:30 AM (PST), or 00:30 (UTC +8). (9:30 AM (PST) if Daylight Savings Time is in effect). Usual upload schedule: 1-2 chapters/day.

AceAmbrosia · Fantasy
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267 Chs

Sorrow City

"That was… bold," said Feyright, pouring himself a glass of liquor while sitting on the couch, chuckling to himself. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were droopy. It was already midnight.

"Yeah, and what did you expect?" Alex retorted. He was drunk, too, and although he was underage… he wasn't on Earth anymore. The laws and rules of the Blue Planet didn't apply to Telos Dou Dromou.

Plus, he had plenty of experience with being drunk. For twelve years of his life, he was an alcoholic. Although he could've extinguished his passion for alcohol by simply refusing to drink, he didn't.

It was because he wasn't satisfied with his life.

But now, he had everything he wanted. Except for Isabella, his father, and their revenge, he was complete. He had a long journey ahead of him, but he valued the journey instead of the outcome.

As they said, the one who enjoyed the journey rather than the destination always walked further.