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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.

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Zeraph's Chapter 227 - The Holy Sword Fragment

It was like something that came out of a fairy tale book. The two of us just wandering around the world and slowly falling in love with each other. We both began to understand that and accept the facts.

So we travelled and travelled all around the world. The both of us getting stronger and stronger. And then one day, we faced an enemy that we couldn't get over.

The only thing we did everytime we faced it was just run in but we just lost over and over and we just both teleported away just to survive.

"Do you really need to get there Zera?" Dahlia asked of me.

"...Yeah." I took a look at the emblem on my hand. It was pulsing. In a bright white light. I covered it with the gloves that Dahlia made for me. "Sorry for pushing you to fight with me in this stubborn journey."

"Wherever you go, I'll go with you and-"