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Khajiit the Kinetomancer (Danmachi Fanfic)

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What is Khajiit the Kinetomancer (Danmachi Fanfic)

Lisez le roman Khajiit the Kinetomancer (Danmachi Fanfic) écrit par l'auteur Froschmann publié sur WebNovel. Naming himself Khajiit in the honor of his great kin. The struggling Catkin finds himself in Orario wich exists in a state of peril. With a plan to use his scattered knowledge to gain a foothold and l...

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Naming himself Khajiit in the honor of his great kin. The struggling Catkin finds himself in Orario wich exists in a state of peril. With a plan to use his scattered knowledge to gain a foothold and learn the wonders of magic from his unique viewpoint. He proceeds to chase the obvious goal of power. Who will proceed to be called the strongest adventurer now? He obviously can't let Freya's boy toy take that place as long as he walks the steps of this damned dungeon. Khajiit has a lot to do, plotting a way to power, revenge, trying not to get drawn into the politic pit of quicksand and get this old man to just give him what he want's! It's for his own good, he swears. With his unique magic, force, friction, momentum, vibration and pretty much any and all kinds of movement in any way shall be his to command. Within Limits of course, but he was sure to find a way around that.

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# TRANSMIGRATION
# ISEKAI
# DANMACHI
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