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Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died. He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized! Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then! Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card? The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael) Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again! With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

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Freedom!

Hmm… let's stop testing their limits for now. Otherwise, I might get sealed, beaten up, and burned alive by that b*tch's holy fire.

I sit up and arrange myself to be more comfortable. I sense my power, but I can't use any of it. Other than one drastic measure I've left as a last resort, none of my power will work here. No, I can't even reach it.

"But seriously, Mr. God's Chosen, what do I get if I tell you?" I asked in a less annoying tone.

"God's Chosen? What the hell are you talking about? Are you high or something?" The man tilted his head, seeming confused.

"Ohhh ho hoooo, playing dumb, aren't we? Fine, have it your way. So what do I get if I tell you?" I repeated. The man looked at Michaela, who shrugged and shook her head, clearly not wanting him to admit that he's God's Chosen.

The man also shrugged, then searched for something in his inner pocket. He pulled out a chromatic stone. Hmph! Do I look like I care about riches? But wait…