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The Horatius Era

Determined Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, No Harem: Yes, World Building: Yes, Mythological References: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Regression: Yes. On a dark night, a man named Alex Horatius is assassinated alongside his secretary. Instead of arriving at the afterlife, he instead regresses to his sixteen-year-old self on the day the “apocalypse” began. As he watches the death of his father, intense feelings of rage arise in his chest. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a desperate thirst for vengeance, he challenges even the Gods themselves. But there lies a secret even he is unbeknownst to. With danger lurking at every turn, can the man, who is now a boy, overturn his fate and achieve something great? Or will he be like the rest, trapped in mediocrity at the bottom of the food chain? “The Horatius Era” is a gripping tale of Alex’s journey, on which he experiences many adversities in order to potentially achieve what his heart desires. ----------- If you like the novel, please drop a power stone. Don't forget to add it to your library. All support is appreciated! Enjoy the read! All chapters will be released at 8:30 AM (PST), or 00:30 (UTC +8). (9:30 AM (PST) if Daylight Savings Time is in effect). Usual upload schedule: 1-2 chapters/day.

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First Tutorial (Epilogue - Part 1)

Alex bolted awake in a frenzy. His chest heaved as he breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot. He clutched his temples in a daze, enduring a painful headache while exerting strength on his palm to maintain his position. His muscles ached, resulting in him losing the power to maintain the position, falling and landing on his face.

Alex flopped as if he were a fish, trying to endure the excruciating pain that assaulted his body continually. Veins bulged from his body, as he tightened the muscles near his core. His arms widened as he involuntarily flexed his muscles, an expression of pure agony plastered over his face.

"Is he all right?" A childish voice resounded through a dark space, ending the deadly silence. The voice belonged to a boy named Maxwell Thompson, concern laced with his tone.