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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

Yrythaela · Fantaisie
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Chapter 101 - AWAKEN!

"You're crazy." Said by Jurel. "A madman."

"Oops, I got too excited." I regained my composure. "Sorry, seeing those swords in action is basically my sanctuary."

"Tsk. Excalibur, show your light!" The Excalibur shone brightly. Enveloping the whole area in a blinding light.

"Come, Soul Scythe." My weapon appeared before me. "Lightning Body!"

I started off by running towards Nerta. I swiped my scythe towards his neck but his quick reflexes managed to block it.

Jurel's Excalibur ran put of light and began to attack me from behind.

I barely controlled it but I managed to pass the speed of sound. I completely disappeared in front of them.

But Gratis had thought of this. He managed to catch up to my speed appearing behind me.

As soon as he swung Gram, "Phase!"

I tried to block the Gram sword but it merely passed through my scythe and he managed to land an attack on me. Breaking the armor itself and piercing through my skin.