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The Strongest Reincarnator Who Beyond All

Aeolus Avel, an ordinary soul reborn with an extraordinary mission: to rise as the mightiest force within just 30 years. What does it take to become the ultimate protagonist? Is it raw talent, unyielding effort, or perhaps... both, in a mesmerizing blend that will captivate you till the end. ~~~~~~~~~~ Update: 3-7 chapter/week ~DimensionalEater

DimensionalEater · Fantaisie
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Glorious Royal Human Bloodline

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"Hmm... I don't feel any emotion when I read this book. Do you know why?"

"It's because you're still too weak, boy. As an existence that has lived with countless years, this book brings a nostalgic sensation of mortal life. The love story and the whole plot of earthly conflicts really count."

"So I just need a way to be able to interpret what is conveyed by the author?"

"Yes, sometimes when you receive a technique, you have to understand everything the purpose and objective of the creation of the technique."

"A technique that has thousands of years of heritage, how can I understand the original intent of the technique if we are different ages and different thoughts?"

"That's why the terms genius and talented exist. Never mind, quickly move on to the next gacha result."

Aeolus ejected a huge heart that is larger than any star here. Demonic auras and terrifying essences came out and raged as if declaring his hegemony.

"The amount of Essence contained from this heart is numerous and dense. You could have died just by getting close to him."

"..."

"But take it easy, you are now in front of my great self."

The entire surface of Nothing's body trembled and evaporated when the face of a very handsome man appeared. There are no defects in his physical appearance. He stretched out his long, beautiful hand towards that heart, a very strong pressure hit that heart. The immeasurably changing form is compressed by the essence belonging to Nothing. The heart, which was originally red and Pitch Black, is now dominated by the dark colors of space and galaxies on its surface.

"With this heart, you can instantly become an existence on the Galaxy level. However, it was still too early for you to step onto such a cruel and merciless path of cultivation. In addition, this pressure released by the heart exceeds the capacity of your own body. Supposedly the Glorious Royal Human Bloodline could bear the great physical burden of this heart. Change your bloodline."

His hand held the starry heart. The essence that came out from between his fingers continuously bathed that Demon God's Heart.

Aeolus opened his inventory and saw a bright purple crystal in one of his inventory columns. This is the Glorious Royal Human Bloodline. He took the crystal and touched it. Cold and warm sensations appear simultaneously. Bright purple essence tendrils were sticking out and enveloping Aeolus entire body into a cocoon.

The royal majestic and splendor of bright purple radiated out of the cocoon. Aeolus felt like he was reborn into a being greater than anything. The whole body is deconstructed from its feet to its head. Surprisingly there was no pain at all. When his head was crushed, his consciousness remained intact. The reconstruction of his main body began when the Purple Crystal melted and enveloped the entire consciousness of Aeolus and his soul.

Reshaping the entire structure of living beings without adverse effects on consciousness and psyche. Which high-level civilization can do it? This was the question that Aeolus had once asked, now that he was here feeling his entire body formed from the countless stars and galaxies within the Purple Crystal.

He finally felt something new. Origin that was within the deepest depths of his soul. His body automatically drew essence around this space to fill his Origin void. But what did Aeolus do? He exerted his incredible Will to restrain the progress of his own Realm. He could directly become an existence of the Peak Galaxy Realm, yet he held all of this like nothing. He is not yet fully mature.

"For this time. I'll take your advice, Nothing."

His development was still incomplete, because of the influence of His Will which refused the essence to enter into his Origin, the physical body of Aeolus received a heavy burden of instability from his body, soul, and origin. The essence drawn towards his Origin turned around and began to forge his physical body completely. The glow of countless galaxies radiated from the surface of Aeolus smooth skin. His face that issued the authority of majestic and the greatness became even greater.

What Aeolus hadn't realized was that this was all just the first stage, now countless runes were covering the entire surface of the cocoon. An enormous amount of Runic coated the entire surface of Aeolus body that was already filled with beautiful Galactic sparkles, strengthening it once again. The Runic originally served to strengthen a person's Origin, but Aeolus rejected it and directed the Runic towards his body.

Meanwhile, outside Nothing who was now taking human form was looking towards the cocoon with a calm expression. His eyes turned towards the heart in his hand. His majestic voice came out as if he was talking to someone.

"So, how long do you want to hide little demon?"

The heart in his hand shook briefly, concentrated demon energy sticking out. The energy took the form of a demon with 12 pairs of wings behind it, a body of intense red color, pointed horns that seemed to form a crown.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding here, Lord. I was just saving my essence for survive."

The Demon with his ferocious look couldn't even move under Nothing. The mastermind behind all this was just staring at that demon with indifferent eyes. An illusory throne formed behind Nothing as he sat on his throne. A beautiful crown of various colors of Essence was formed on his head. His hand tapped the handle of his throne as he fixed his gaze on the demon.

"Why are you shaking? Did I order you to do it?"

A voice of Majesty came out of Nothing's mouth. The Demon could only kowtow and take the position of asking for forgiveness to the great figure before him. His eyes didn't even dare to peek.

Nothing stretched out his hand toward the void before him. Before he did, blue panels with gold fringes appeared first. What he had access to was Aeolus inventory. Nothing took out one of their gacha items.

Soul of the Celestial King- the soul of a creature that has reached the Universe Realm. Nothing forcibly pulled the soul with its fingertips. The essence of pure gold and silver came out when Nothing attracted his soul.

"Who dares to disturb this King's!!!"

His voice mixed with his ruthless Will boomed throughout this starry space. The eyes of this creature led to an existence sitting on a throne. Just to prostrate neatly next to the First Demon God.

"..."

"..."

The eyes of two beings who were once mortal enemies meet. Their eyes communicate with each other without any essence or telepathic skill. Just a relationship based on the situation.

'Demon bastard! Who is the Emperor? Why is he in our universe?'

'That's what I want to ask you too. Suddenly my heart and soul were drawn here and destroyed, we don't know what his intentions were. Better shut up and just listen.'

'Huh? I didn't know the famously haughty First Demon God would prostrate to an unknown existence.'

'What? Little bastard, how dare you snort in front of this First Demon God! After returning I will declare war again.'

Communication on the basis of the same suffering can for some reason achieve strange and absurd things. Nothing stared at the two of them and began to plan something.

"You two."

His eyes shone with a tyrannical look. The space - time around collapsed and collapsed as if it could not withstand a very heavy load. The void around them is broken and replaced with plain white. Space time is destroyed. The void seems to return to its initial state. Their place was now dominated with a pure white canvas, countless galaxies were destroyed. The whole essence goes somewhere. The bodies of these two beings before existence shook violently, feeling death as if it were approaching them.

{Quiet}