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Atticus’s Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground

Hardworking Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, World Building: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Transmigration: Yes. Atticus faced the worst day of his life: his heart was shattered, and he was suddenly killed in his home, only to wake up in a magical realm as the heir to one of the most powerful families in the human domain. Fueled by determination, he vowed to grow stronger and exact his vengeance on whoever killed and brought him to this world, no matter the cost. A/N 1. There's no harem. 2. The MC cares only about himself and his family. He doesn't mind crossing the line if it means he can keep himself and his family safe. 3. He has an extremely vengeful personality. Regardless of the reason or what you're going through, he doesn't care. What matters is that you hurt him, and that's all he needs. 4. There will be no 'hiding of strength.' He'll be cautious about what he shows, but he won't lose if he can help it. 5. The MC works hard for his strength; don't be fooled by the system tag. 6. Lastly, if you have any semblance of liking for this novel, give me your everything, hahaha. Just kidding, please give me power stones and drop reviews. Thank you! Discord: https://discord.gg/t7z25ZzKX3

RealmWeaver · Fantaisie
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Training

Atticus walked into the advanced training room donned in his battle suit, his katana strapped to his waist.

Upon entering, he noticed the usual pristine white room, and immediately felt the increased mana density.

The training room was engraved with runes that attracted mana, increasing the density, just like back at the camp. He was glad that Anastasia had fully allowed him to train without any issues.

He swiftly turned and approached the wall mounted console on the wall beside the platform.

If there was one thing the last incident had taught Atticus, it was that he needed to become more powerful quickly.

It wasn't about being cautious and keeping a low profile; in this world, those measures meant nothing.

Every single trainee in that camp was at most 13 years old. What could 13 year olds do to warrant being killed? They were all children, weak and still growing, yet they had been targeted and almost wiped out.