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Infinite Mana In The Oasis

Meet Eren Idril, just your average Joe trying to navigate a world that's gone full sci-fi bonkers. We're talking flying cars, holographic pets, the whole shebang. But here's the kicker: amidst all the flashy gadgets and mind-bending tech, there's something even more mind-blowing going on—mana. Now, this ain't your run-of-the-mill magic trick. Nope, mana's the real deal, and only the elite, the cream of the crop, the Rankers, get to play with it. They're basically like the cool kids in high school, but with superpowers and a really fancy title. But here's where things get spicy. While everyone's busy flexing their mana muscles and living it up in this brave new world, there's trouble brewing on the horizon. Like, end-of-humanity kind of trouble. Turns out, Earth ain't the safe haven it used to be, and now folks are scrambling to find a new place to call home. Enter Eren Idril, the ultimate underdog in a world full of heroes and villains. He's not your typical protagonist, more like the guy you'd find chilling in the background, minding his own business. But when he stumbles upon a power that everyone else thinks is busted, well, let's just say things are about to get interesting. - Grayback

Grayback · Fantaisie
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284 Chs

Retrospection

A forest surrounding the region of Kishnoi Swamps.

Night time around 10 PM.

The dark blue night sky was adorned with sparkling stars. The two moons of Gilaahan cast bright moonlight on their domain, allowing for complete visibility even when night had claimed half the world for itself.

Eren stared blankly at the fire as he thought of many things at once.

He was alone by the campfire. He and Mia had set up their temporary base for the night in the Kishnoi forest. The area was safe and away from the hot zones created by monsters and mana beasts.

Still, Mia had proceeded to scour the area and secure it with perimeter arrays and traps. Her ranger-specific skills and knowledge made her an ideal candidate for this role.

Eren had kept the pot of meat stew over the campfire as he replayed his recent encounter with the Slaadi in his head. He was retrospecting his performance.