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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasy
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Inevitable

The next day...

After a quiet night in the capital of the Flaming Empire, Minos and his wives had gotten to know a bit of that city and the local temple.

They had not yet gone out to do business but instead visited the local library of the Temple of Payton, a place that Minos wanted to stop by to look for some information.

Minos had been looking for information on organizations outside the northern region of the Central Continent for some time but had not had many opportunities in the past.

In his recent passage through Church posts in Rosser and Vogel, he had other problems in mind in such situations and had not found anything useful either.

But still, Minos had not forgotten about the Blood Triangle Pirates, who were behind the map in his spatial ring. At the same time, he had an enmity with the people of the Saints Slaying Sect, so that was another organization he sought information from.