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Reincarnated With The Strongest System

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only Light can do that," the Goddess Amalthea said as she held William in her loving embrace. "Hate cannot drive out hate, only Love can do that.” In order to help his little brothers and sisters at the orphanage, and save the person he loves, William decided to make the ultimate sacrifice. This selfless act moved the hearts of the Gods into gifting William the opportunity to enter the Cycle of Reincarnation with their blessings. Together with his Mama Ella, and a herd of goats, William embarks on a new journey to find the meaning of happiness in his new life. In a world of Swords and Magic, where adventures roam wild and free, the tale of the Legendary Shepherd is about to begin! [Disclaimer: You might get addicted reading this story.] ----------- Author's other stories. Strongest Necromancer of Heaven's Gate Wizard World Irregular Story Collaboration with other Authors. Kingdom Building Done Right ----------- P.S I would like to thank my editor RedPandaChick for always being there to help me with the edits of my story. Special thanks to Eranoth for helping me Fine-Tune the novel to make it more consistent and less chaotic. -----

Elyon · Fantaisie
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I’m Her Bestest, Best Friend!

"F-Forgive me!" Felix pleaded as his red mist hovered within the spawning area of the Plains of Wrath. "I didn't know that you were here. If I had known, I would have never touched Celine!"

William didn't say anything. Instead, a thunderous clap answered for him. 

A lightning bolt that had taken the shape of a Dragon descended upon Felix, as well as the other red mists that were near the Heir of Darkness, and dispersed them like leaves that were swept away by a giant broom.

Shouts of pain, frustration, and grievances spread in the surroundings as the Lightning Dragon rampaged at the will of its Master, whose eyes had locked onto the scattered mists of the green-haired Demon, who had a tracker embedded in his soul.

Over and over, before they could even reform their bodies, their souls were being tortured non-stop, making the other red mists, that had almost formed their bodies, flee in fear that they would be attacked by the Lightning Dragon.