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Black String of Fate

"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?" Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived. 'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on. Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first! Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.' As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world. ************** Discord Server (fixed): https://discord.gg/rZhT6zdp2f Author is on a break, exams are coming soon. The placeholder chapters are being updated, so you will not be notified if you add to library, since it's technically not a new chapter. ...Plus working on a new book that'll be released next year

Audatic · Fantaisie
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The Greatest Awakening (4)

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[Skills]:-

Limitless Ascension Foundational Arts → Limitless Ascension Battle Arts (New):

The battle arts created by a genius that defies the norms of the world. Has the capability to use Aether instead of qi at the user's will. Since there hasn't been a precedent of using energy for battle arts, the potential of this art lies completely with the wielder.

Rating: Immeasurable

Mastery: Novice

Sub-skills: Aether Strike.

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The surroundings lit up with a blinding, white-gold light emitting from Xavier's sword. He himself was blinded by the light, but he knew in his heart where to thrust. He pushed ahead, concentrating this newfound energy called Aether on his blade even further.