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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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The Cerulean Isle

Weeks later...

Near a region of large lakes in the central region of Oqia, Minos flew over a lake so large that he couldn't see its edges.

But not far in front of him, Minos could already see a small island surrounded by calm, crystal blue water and white sand. Lush buildings, mixed with the tropical forest of the area, covered almost half of the island, with a large port positioned on one of the sides Minos could see.

Not everyone could fly like Minos in this world of strong gravity!

But Minos didn't stop on this island. Even though this was one of the Armhands' outposts, and he was officially on a mission to ensure this place would continue to be run by his guild, he continued south.

Green Channel was only a few minutes' flight from there for someone of Minos' level. He continued on, soon catching sight of the shores of the majestic lake, which was home to not only the Cerulean Isle, but several other islands ruled by Armhands.