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Perfect Avatar

Supernatural phenomena called Rift have caused the appearance of monsters and other disasters, gradually pushing the world toward its destruction. To face it, some humans having awakened various magical powers are fighting against this apocalypse. Dora, one of them, has a special "Avatar" class which gives him access to every class, despite great difficulty leveling them up. But despite his enormous potential, he chose to appear incompetent to get kicked from his team, so that he could live a lazy life with his family but his talents is discovered by the strongest woman in the Kingdom and she decides to enroll him in the royal academy. Reluctant at first, his mother gives him the motivation he needs to pursue this path, but little did they know what kind of monster they had thrown into the world. Dora is not a hero wishing for peace, but a monster getting addicted to the taste of power, wealth, and freedom. Dora pursues an unknown goal until he meets someone who knows more about his true nature than himself and sets him on a path that will nourish his eternal thirst, to the cost of his humanity, but in a world collapsing, isn't a monster the greatest weapon? [I am open to discussion Facebook: Yalatola Alter Discord: Yalatola#7758 Check technical sheets]

Yalatola · Fantaisie
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A world without pain, a world without worries and only happiness.

This world was only a description because such a world couldn't exist, how could there be a word for day if there wasn't something called night in the first place?

A concept of eternal happiness could not exist, theoretically, realistically, etymologically, conceptually and even logically.

- But what if we could decide what darkness would be in this light?

Mercy opened her eyes, relieved of all pain and suffering.

She couldn't say why, but she felt happy, she didn't understand anything, but she knew she didn't need it anymore.

The space around her had also changed, the stellar ocean replaced by a white void, but not so empty.

A few steps in front of her, a person was standing. Short black hair, fierce eyes but shining with a warm expression and devoid of any clothing.