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Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

Nero Valstine was a Level 799 Master Rank Digitizer in his previous life, titled as the Silver Death God who was feared across a mysterious VR World. He had been on a special Digital Quest hinting towards the revelation of the final treasure sought by many, a treasure that can grant any of its wielders wildest dreams. Moments away from accomplishing this task, a famed figure appeared and ended his hopes, giving him a fatal blow before stealing the artifact. Nero, who died with regret, and endless rage was sent into the cycle of rebirth to start over anew, can he achieve his greatest wish and desires once more? Or does fate has other plans? ____ Note: Ypu can find out more details of the 'rewritten brand new version' of this novel in the final chapter's Author Thoughts. Or visit my Patreon, Twitter, and other socials to ask me questions, do take care now. ____ Author Contact: ____ https://twitter.com/ShadowsFinger https://www.patreon.com/ShadowsFinger https://www.instagram.com/shadowsfinger/ https://www.facebook.com/shadowsfinger ===Subscribe to my Mailing Lists==== https://www.subscribepage.com/shadowsfinger_copy

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Supremacy Class? Breaking the Door

Nero, Elly, Crazy Blade, Thunder's Daughter, and the others had only arrived at the door leading to the royal chamber. Here, underneath it, the spooky mist flowed as the pipe organ's gloomy sounds and ominous lights basked the exterior with a dark atmosphere.

A heavy oppression could be felt from behind it, as even Mia, who had already joined their party, didn't find it the time to provoke Nero with her sensual methods.

For once, Elly felt it was better to be in this kind of place; she didn't like a single part of Mia's existence and would prefer to see her out of the picture.

"Hmm, you... aren't you Red Rain? I didn't know you came here. Shouldn't you have gone to those lands?"

Crazy Blade asked with a tone filled with surprise as he saw Red Rain waiting in front of the large door.

'She's from their kind... why would that neutral group ever pay attention to these kinds of dungeons?'