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The Over-Break System

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel. A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. ((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!)) Commissioned Cover Art Made By https://www.instagram.com/xx_crimsonx_xx/ Check out the discord DISCORD, https://discord.gg/j4VNbvNC6u--

ScotchTy · Fantaisie
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PDC Brance (2)

"My fourth Affinity is quite rare, and I am not sure if you will be able to help much, but I still wish to seek your guidance, Head Dean."

"The Headmaster has informed me of such, but he was quite secretive about why and what Affinity you have obtained." Wearing a poker face, Head Dean Rimsfel could feel his heart rate accelerate as his mind was a mess of ideas and theories about what this mysterious Affinity could be. 

Instead of responding vocally, Brance held up his right hand, palm facing the ceiling, and manifested a beautiful and glorious golden flame with a brilliantly shining white core.

"The Affinity in question is this…."

"H…h…HolyFire!" Before Brance could say the name of his Affinity, Head Dean Rimsfel was already on his feet, gawking at the golden flame floating while radiating an oppressive force.