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Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died. He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized! Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then! Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card? The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael) Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again! With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

RavenClaw471 · Urban
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Aryan Sharma Revenge

Aryan Sharma swaggered into the meeting room with a confident smile, well aware of the tension in the air. The remaining members of the Prescott Group looked at him with a mix of annoyance and curiosity.

"Ah, Aryan Sharma, the prodigal son returns," one of the executives quipped sarcastically.

Aryan raised an eyebrow, undeterred. "I see your sense of humor hasn't improved, gentlemen."

The room filled with murmurs and disgruntled remarks as the group exchanged glances.

"Cut to the chase, Aryan," one of them demanded. "We don't have time for your theatrics."

Aryan leaned forward, resting his hands on the polished mahogany table. "Very well, let's get to business. I know you're in a tough spot with your plummeting stock. I'm here to offer a lifeline."

The group exchanged uneasy glances, aware that Aryan held some advantage in this situation.

"We're not interested in selling our assets," another executive stated firmly.