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The Over-Break System

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel. A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. ((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!)) Commissioned Cover Art Made By https://www.instagram.com/xx_crimsonx_xx/ Check out the discord DISCORD, https://discord.gg/j4VNbvNC6u--

ScotchTy · Fantasy
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677 Chs

Opening Ceremonies (1)

Around fifteen minutes later, Instructor Garrison returned with Kurza, and after knocking on the dorm's front door several times, Cynrik finally appeared wearing his school uniform.

"Are you guys trying to get me scolded by the Headmaster? We are already behind schedule, and I just received word that the other teams, their Instructors, and Headmaster Rivia are already waiting at the portal." Garrison pushed Cynrik to the side and entered the dorm, only to find the other members of MyrkLys lounging in the living room.

"We have been ready for a few minutes and were waiting on your arrival, Instructor. You can hardly blame us if you didn't make it here fast enough." With a snort and a sip of coffee, Cynrik countered rudely.