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Reincarnation Tribulation - All I Want Is A Peaceful Isekai Life

Following a less than ideal life and a harrowing death, the protagonist finds himself in the presence of a God, offering him a customized reincarnation into a world of his choosing, with his memories intact He decides to reincarnate into a world of Magic and Monsters, intrigued by the notion of being able to use fantastical powers that did not exist in his previous world Having grown up in a stifling high society and unloving family environment in his previous life, he chooses to reincarnate into a more simple life, opting to be a Commoner instead of a Noble, despite the oppressive class system present in the world of his reincarnation Following a detailed customization of the powers he chooses to acquire, he reincarnates into a peaceful, loving family in this new world, with the name Larrk Stryker, in a small village well away from Noble society While Larrk's fascination with Magic and the other powers he possesses in this world, along with the desire to be able to protect himself against any threat that might arise, drives him to master these abilities, all he really wants is a nice, peaceful life, one that's free of any strife or tragedy But whether or not such a life can be achieved in this world, remains to be seen, as the countless unfamiliar elements of this strange new world only give rise to countless more possibilities, both good and bad...

Aimdaqs · Fantasía
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Chapter 275 - Hematite(Part 5)

Point-of-View: Argent Stryker

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I shot forward, swinging my blades across as a fireball came shooting towards me, dissipating it and putting on a burst of speed as I began to close in on my opponent.

He raised his Soul Weapon, which resembled a large butcher knife, and swung it down at me as I closed in.

I crossed my blades above to block his swing, a loud clang echoing out as his blade collided against mine, before I whipped my blades outward to push his weapon back, knocking him off balance and sending him stumbling back.

I then leapt towards him, slashing my left blade up and across at his wrists before he could regain his balance, an agonized cry of pain ringing out as I cut off his hands, before driving my other blade straight towards his neck, plunging it into his throat before I gave it a sharp twist and yanked it out.