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The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Summoned by the Goddess to save her fading world. He battled for years in a war against the forces of darkness, ultimately standing as the lone survivor from both factions after vanquishing the Demon-God. After destroying the enemy, the Goddess descended to the physical plain, and Sol, having endured horrors beyond hell, is rewarded. Captivated by his strength, the Goddess Ikaris binds herself to him in a slave pact, a pact he finds acceptable since her only desire is to serve him. That was supposed to be the end, but they both got summoned again to another world almost as soon as they returned to his own. This time around, Sol refuses his role as hero. Unable to find rest he will the pantheon of gods in a quest to become the strongest being in existence, carried by his slave who took his place as hero, battles await and secrets of old begin to scurry into the light when the world as he knows it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

Rowan_Eternal · Fantasy
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I am Sol Vestic.

"So you are a stranger!?" Fuhua leapt to her feet and reached for her sword which usually lay on her side, but when her hand hit her hip a feeling of dread eclipsed her heart and she hugged herself. "What is this?" The woman asked. 

"For some reason, a majority of my powers are suppressed here, I wasted a lot of time healing your injuries, woman," Sol sighed and crossed his legs gesturing to her blouse on the ground next to him and then at her hugging herself again. 

"Luckily for you, I had some medicine on me, I applied them to your wounds." He lied to her face.

"As if; as soon as I emerged on the other side I was attacked by a sentient storm, then as soon as I got out of that freakshow I ran into the hostile presence of a Primordial Deity so I suppressed my mana, you don't need to know this though." He hummed to himself in thought while a trickle of sweat rolled down his jawline.