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MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

"All I need is a second chance..." "A second chance to make things right." Watching the world in front of him crumble before his very eyes, Valyr felt immense regret. He and his comrades made sure to prepare for every possible mishap, for every possible thing that could've gone wrong... yet in the end, their side still lost. Feeling his consciousness slip away from him, the young man screamed out into the heavens, wishing at his dying moment to get a second chance. A second chance to make things right. Thankfully, the heavens responded. Sending him back into the world where everything began, Valyr was reborn as an NPC of Greater Beyond a year before the game went live. Armed with all of the knowledge he'd gained from his past life, as well as the goal of not wanting the past to repeat itself, he was going to make sure they won the final battle this time, stopping at nothing to achieve it. Though, before he could do that, he'd first have to pick up the path he ventured in the past. ---------- Feel free to join the Discord: https://discord.gg/FU7fdYwaau

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One Man Production Line

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In less than an instant, five pairs of translucent arms appeared around him.

A pair of those arms were attached directly to his shoulder blades, with two pairs each could be found on both sides of the young man.

"10 arms in total, huh…" Briefly looking at the arms the skill allowed him to conjure, Valyr thought about its previous counterpart as he nodded in satisfaction. 

"That's definitely more than two, that's for sure," murmured the young man to himself soon after, chuckling at the lame joke he made.

Compared to [True Prodigious Mana Arm], [Ephemeral Limbs of the First Blacksmith] was an upgrade in multiple ways.

For one, the number of arms the skill allowed him to conjure was double the number of arms he could conjure with the previous skill at the same level and rarity.