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Becoming Legend

"I was supposed to be sent to earth. But I ended up in a completely different world. A world where magic exists. And here I thought I`m a Hollow—born without magic. That was until my system activated and guided me to embrace my past, deal with my present, and prepare for my future." "With the memory of my past, information from the earth, and a bizarre world I`m in, my implanted A.I. will do everything to ensure my survival and venture the unknown. But first, I must deal with my past to move on, leave the island, and explore the world and become a Legend!" "But how can I, if my Master is all weak and alone?" "May the Maker have mercy upon my enemy, Because I won`t" - Ned, Becoming Legend.

Neorealist · Fantasi

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She won. Not even a minute lasted. She triumphed me with her fluid movements.

"I don't get it," Ned said. Grabbing the blade that was thrown off his hand. I can't hit her, even with my combat display on, I still, couldn't hit her. "Again," Ned said. Standing with his sweats dripping off his neck.

"Another thousand!" cried Lady Darcey. Sitting atop the barrel with her legs crossed.

The crew put another thousand of Pica on the table beside their captain. It was now a game about Ned, they bet if how long he would last against Cas'a. Before, they bet if Cas'a would use a hand than her blade.

"Twenty."

"Thirty here!" one of the crew cried. Betting Picas and gulping an ale out of enjoyment.

"Na! I'll do fifteen!"

"Still a minute!' cried Lady Darcey. Spills of ale exited her mouth. "Come on, lad. Last a minute!" She kept on tapping her legs with the enjoyment she can't control.

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