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The Over-Break System

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel. A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. ((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!)) Commissioned Cover Art Made By https://www.instagram.com/xx_crimsonx_xx/ Check out the discord DISCORD, https://discord.gg/j4VNbvNC6u--

ScotchTy · Fantasie
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The Storm Ravages (3)

Snapping his fingers, the restraints holding the remaining five members of Team Romeoville disappeared.

"Battle Royal, if you can injure me, then I will allow you to leave without any additional mental trauma. Unfortunately, Derrek boy here can't join you since he likes to run away with those pesky Spacial Skills of his."

At first, the five remaining members of Team Romeoville were stunned. One minute, they were on death's doorstep and could only cry and pray their deaths would be swift, then the next, Cynrik's inky black tendrils had vanished, and they could feel their Mana coursing through their bodies again. 

Even so, there wasn't one among them who recovered mentally. Instead, those standing collapsed onto their knees in an emotionally unstable state, while the ones lucky enough to already be on the ground stared blankly at the sky.