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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

Preparing For The First Regional (3)

  **BONUS CHAPTER COMING LATER TODAY FROM JOE's CASTLE**

TSS THUNK

Upon stepping up to the door, the Professor tapped her Watcet against a small panel, opened the Mana tight stone door, and stepped out into the noisy hallway. 

It didn't take a rocket scientist to understand that the members of MyrkLys had already finished their Passing Down Ceremony and were all conversing while waiting for Cynrik to enter the fray.

Following behind Professor Morningdale, Cynrik sniffled loudly before pulling up his hood and crossing the threshold. Before he had the time to register who was present, he felt someone tackle him and wrap their thin frame around his body.

Wearing a smirk under his hood, Cynrik reached down and pried Selene's arms from around his waist, then lifted her chin and gave her a sneaky peck on the lips, much to the young woman's joy.