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Chaos Prophet

It was supposed to be a quick, simple beta test of the new generation of the first VR. A day where both my random discovery and my unyielding efforts to develop it were supposed to bear fruit. Get in, find a way out, and get out. A mission that simple couldn't be hard, right? RIGHT?! So why did I end up as a powerless sacrifice in some stupid tournament, rigged for a certain noble to win? How come somehow surviving would lead me to be chased by a powerful noble, the heir of whom I fell in said tournament? And why is a damn imperial princess chasing after me like a rabid dog? Wait, isn't that a freaking saintess always standing by the princess' side?! *Takes a sip of the ale* If you think the above is too much, then let me tell you, o foolish traveler. I once thought so too. And then I learned, it was only a freaking prologue! For the powers that my presence stirred into action are far beyond anything I ever expected to encounter. Is this world even virtual? Am I even myself? And how come, this supposedly simple mission, led me to ask those questions? ***** Discord: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ More technical info: Author's Review

MotivatedSloth · Fantasi
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86 Chs

Deification (2/2)

The wave of the condensed divine aura struck Mera straight in the face, repulsed from within the alley by the developing divinity of this madman.

Pushed back by this immaterial influence, Mera fell down to her ass, dropping hard on the ground.

In theory, a bad, humiliating notion, something that would remain as a blemish on her honor as a saint…

But at the same time, it was the nudge necessary for the girl to realize just one more astounding quality of the ongoing situation.

The only reason she could more or less follow the actions of this strange mercenary… was because she herself was an adept user of divine powers.

And as the frozen figures of the inquisitors, shadows, and even the princess herself proved, everything that had happened so far…

The young man stood in flames.

The fires latched on to every drop of the young man's blood bursting out from his ruptured veins, consuming his very vitality at an terrifying rate.