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Reincarnated Hero System

It was just a game; one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. At least it that’s what it was supposed to be... However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game. The world of Aidos was real and the demon threat was even more so. He was sent to be the leader of the new generation of heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game. Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed. As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices. He began questioning if the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos. Even more so, when he discovered a new truth. That he may not actually be who he thought he was. #wsa2022 WSA 2022 Entry [Check out my other stories from my profile: Godslayer’s Legend & Beyond the Bloodline] ◇ ◇ ◇ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZXyAjGtS4r ◇ ◇ ◇ Support Me: https://ko-fi.com/michae_l ◇ ◇ ◇ I'm new to writing so I hope you all will support me on this journey. I'm hoping for your review on what you think about the book. Constructive criticisms are allowed too. Cover by KingU ◇ ◇ ◇ DISCLAIMER! This novel is a work of fiction and though it draws inspiration from historical places and events, it is by no means meant to be a realistic representation of any current or historical events, places cultures, or people. The story may contain themes and events that may be disturbing to some people and if you are "triggered" by pretty much anything at all, It may not be suitable for you as I will not limit myself in terms of themes, events, or topics while writing.

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…The Storm

Imperial Palace

Capital City Askal

Great Eastern Empire

June 15th

Year 1053

The time was 12 am.

Normally, the city of Askal would be asleep as it was midnight, but today, the city was wide awake.

Men, women and children, young and old; people from all categories were awake.

The Imperial Palace in the centre of Askal was crowded by hundreds of journalists and news reporters from various radio stations and newspapers across the country and even foreign news agencies.

The reason was simple, their Emperor; His Imperial Majesty, Isaac Tarron Wilson, wished to address not only the nation but the entire Alpha Continent and the world at large.

The stage of the Imperial Castle's press conference hall lit up at exactly 12 am, and the Emperor made his entrance, with all those present bowing their heads to pay their respects.