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No Magic,No Tech,No problem,Just My System's Power

My name is Arlo Templeton. Just a guy trying to live a life where I can forget my past. In a world where mages wield magic to showcase their power and advanced technology commands Cybers robots, hovering cars, and Ray Guns to reign supreme, I am an outsider. It feels like I’ve stopped moving forward while time relentlessly marches on. Hope is a word that can propel us forward or leave us lying down. But in this chaos, hope alone cannot grant someone peace. We need something greater to confront our adversaries. It's as if something hears my pleas, as usual, when I visit the cave to mine Voidstone, surrounded by Cybers. Suddenly, the cave exploded, crushing me to death. But death didn’t come. Instead, I found myself back at that morning. Then, I gained System ability. Now what? Do I live in regret anymore? I've lost too much in my life—my family, my ambition, my peace, my happiness. I’m afraid that if I move forward, I'll lose even more in the future. Will this system save or kill the people I want to protect? [Arlo Templeton - Game Over]

Leon_Life_or_Death · Fantasie
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Chapter 174: The Man and The Myth, Evander Thyra

Under the solemn night sky, Hyen soared towards the Life and Death mountain, his Wings of Life propelling him forward.

His black wings pierced through the clouds, and as he glanced down, he saw the land below adorned with lights. The people seemed oblivious to the events that had unfolded.

At this moment, all Hyen could do was hope. He didn't place his hopes in the adults, but in Maddie, Owen, and the other children. His hope was in the future generation.

Would history repeat itself, or would a new path emerge? Only time held the answer.

After a few hours, Hyen arrived at the Life mountain, the dwelling place of Evander Thyra. Hyen descended before Evander, who was seated at a table, sipping coffee in the chilly mountain air.

A coffee cup was already set on the table, as if anticipating Hyen's arrival.

Evander exuded calmness and composure, his left index finger tapping nervously on the table, as if he had been waiting for this moment.