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The Horatius Era

Determined Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, No Harem: Yes, World Building: Yes, Mythological References: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Regression: Yes. On a dark night, a man named Alex Horatius is assassinated alongside his secretary. Instead of arriving at the afterlife, he instead regresses to his sixteen-year-old self on the day the “apocalypse” began. As he watches the death of his father, intense feelings of rage arise in his chest. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a desperate thirst for vengeance, he challenges even the Gods themselves. But there lies a secret even he is unbeknownst to. With danger lurking at every turn, can the man, who is now a boy, overturn his fate and achieve something great? Or will he be like the rest, trapped in mediocrity at the bottom of the food chain? “The Horatius Era” is a gripping tale of Alex’s journey, on which he experiences many adversities in order to potentially achieve what his heart desires. ----------- If you like the novel, please drop a power stone. Don't forget to add it to your library. All support is appreciated! Enjoy the read! All chapters will be released at 8:30 AM (PST), or 00:30 (UTC +8). (9:30 AM (PST) if Daylight Savings Time is in effect). Usual upload schedule: 1-2 chapters/day.

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267 Chs

Mom, Isaiah

"Step up," Sarah spoke solemnly as she maintained her guard, eyeing the Frosty Snowflakes while exuding faint killing intent that she'd learned to emanate. Due to the blind rage caused by the inevitable yet unpredictable death of his leader and savior, a middle-aged man screamed in agony as he charged at Sarah.

Sarah narrowed her eyes as she scrutinized her opponent, who seemed to be a regular human devoid of any mana or blessing, now that he'd squeezed it dry. He didn't possess a weapon, nor did his footsteps contain any skill in them.

It was indeed a normal human that lacked any power or knowledge above Earth's previous standards.

'Should I kill him?' Sarah wondered, her stance wavering slightly. She'd trained herself mentally to eliminate opponents at a whim, yet could she allow a powerless man who only mourned for his leader's death to perish?