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CrimsonWhite

"If my purpose is to be a war weapon, I'll gladly be so. Why do you bother teaching me about humanity?" A lost child brought upon this world by the greed of humankind. "What am I exactly made out of? Humans arrogantly claim that they created an artificial human like me inside a lab, but... They aren't capable of creating me. Their technology can't create true life." Was it purely by human effort that a miracle like him was possible? "So the multiverse really does exist... I can satisfy my hunger for knowledge, and the mysteries behind my existence might finally be solved..." Is he really ready to bear the weight he is destined to bear? "These damn humans, they just want to use me for war! They don't care about me, they don't even see me as a human! For them, I am just a tool to be used and disposed of on their whims!" What happens when something which isn't supposed to exist, does? What will happen to the esoteric strings of fate when a being outside of its chains roams free? And what happens if this supposed being possesses talents and abilities considered impossible by the world itself? It's just Chaos. Discord- https://discord.gg/GkVmSkr8

Audatic · Fantasie
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Prodigy of Knowledge

"Are you a disciple of a renowned alchemist?" The old disciple asked after hearing Havien's acute observations.

"Nope, I just told you what I inferred from the research and studies stored inside the library. Your problem was solved by applying some niche books about regional herbology and elemental treatment. They are rather hidden from the limelight and underrated." Havien calmly answered, but the shock on the disciple's face was still present.

'That means that this kid almost memorized the whole library... I wonder how many years of his childhood has been spent cooped up over alchemy books...' The disciple thought but did not show it on his face, completely unaware that his interpretation was a bit wrong.