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Void Evolution System

5 years ago, Earth was subject to an event now known as the “World Awakening”. At that time, the world completely changed. Mana awakened in the world, gates began opening, and a holographic screen showed up in front of the eyes of every human that outlined their “status”. Each individual was given a talent to start with, ranging from simple abilities like enhanced eyesight to insane fantasy stuff like pyrokinesis. And within this myriad of abilities, Damien awakened a spatial affinity with the skill “short-distance teleportation”. At first, he was excited, thinking about intense battles and gaining great power, but the reality was quick to shoot him down. His ability only worked in the area 10 meters around himself, and his physical stats were insanely weak, leaving him tired after using his ability a couple of times. Disillusioned by his weakness, Damien lived a quiet life doing anything he could to meet ends meet, until one day, everything changed. Damien was betrayed and thrown into a gate, left to fend for himself in a labyrinth of beasts. Something snapped in him that day. He refused to stay weak and keep his head down any longer. When he emerged from the darkness, he found himself in a new world with no idea how to return to earth. However, he wasn’t the same kid he was when he first fell. ===== Discord: https://discord.gg/sEfafFXazb ===== Cover by Lia.Audelia

Crocs_is_Dead · Fantasy
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War [8]

BOOOOOOOOM!

The ringing of the explosion signaled the beginning of a single second that Jean considered more important than his entire life leading up to the moment.

Geralt's axe made contact with the golden line he'd drawn on Aarish's body.

The two forces resonated, and by some means unknown to anyone but Geralt, a terrifyingly massive force was emitted by their meeting.

The explosion rang out because of this.

Rampant waves of energy spread in all directions, and while most of the formless intent in the air was destroyed by these chaotic fluctuations, one attack continued its trajectory unhindered.

Jean watched it move in slow motion.

Its flight path was perfectly blocked by Geralt's neck.

'Bastard…'

Jean gritted his teeth.

He had to move.

Otherwise, even if Geralt truly died here, his sacrifice would mean nothing.

The claymore in his grip felt heavy. With one hand, it was far more difficult to wield.