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Manaless Mage

Harry Morton was born in an age where magic and mana ruled everything. He was unable to awaken his affinity and to make things worse he was born with a broken mana core foundation which meant he would never be able to create or develop a mana core. Since he couldn’t create a mana core, he would never be able to draw mana—not even the slightest strand. He was the first person to be born without a mana core foundation, the only one with the inability to draw mana. Due to this, he was regarded as trash by everyone: his parents, his friends, the society and even the academy he attended. It was until one day, during a mana beast attack when he almost lost his life. He saw a strange white line rapidly moving downwards, towards him. Unbeknownst to him, the white streak went into his body. When he woke up the next day, a strange message appeared in front of him. DING!! [Welcome Host to the Manaless mage system] However things didn’t end there, a lot of secrets were revealed to him, things greater than he could have ever imagined. Now that he had the power, would he save humanity? Follow the protagonist in his journey as the Manaless mage, as he rises to the absolute top! ——— Vote for Bonus Chapters! 200 Golden tickets for one Bonus Chapter! 500 Power stones for one Bonus Chapter! ******* Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

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The truth about the voice

"We can be sure of one thing, though… it has a will of its own," Leon said, his brows knitting into a deep frown. 

   The weight of his words hung in the air, and after a moment of silence, he continued in his explanation, making sure Harry fully understood all he was saying. 

   It all traced back to when he was erased from time by Kronos, a moment which would forever be unforgettable to him.

  Back then, in the void of existence, he found himself in a strange white room, very similar to the one they stood in presently.

  However, the room wasn't the most shocking aspect of it all. Instead, the true shock came from the voice which spoke out to him in that space, as well as the ethereal hand that stretched out to him. 

  Leon could still remember everything vividly, as if it happened just yesterday.

   Taking the hand had been the first step, the first act of rejection against the cruel fate Kronos had forced upon him.