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Rebirth Of The God Of Souls

Alternate Name: The God Of Souls System! Surrounded by terrifying Gods Deus stood his ground, even with all their tricks and underhanded means they were still killed by his hands! The shackles of a powerful barrier held him but his power was still unfathomable! Sadly, he has to die at the hands of his former rival and friend, who attacked and killed him when he was at his weakest! Chill up! Things are still going according to plan. Deus knew that he would die one day worse still, at the hands of his crafty, two-faced friend who betrayed him in the past. But that was it... He is dead, but his vow to kill Zeus still lives on... All hope is not lost, he left a package for his reincarnated self in the near future, along with a mission to kill Zeus, the Emperor of the Upper realm Million of years later... A gangster and bastard from the Maxwell Family, with an unknown heart disease, discovers a shocking secret... He, Leon Maxwell is the reincarnation of a powerful God by the name, Deus Anima... ┏━━━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━━━┓ Congratulations, Leon Maxwell my reincarnated self, the Soul Merging process has been completed. You've obtained a legacy from the God Of Souls, Deus Anima... THE GOD OF SOULS SYSTEM ┗━━━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━━━┛ 'What?! I'm the reincarnation of the God Of Souls?! ' ***** With this System, Leon would cave his path to power... Even after getting reincarnated his anger has not been quenched and his thirst for revenge has risen even more... "Wait for me, Zeus. I'm coming for your head!" ***** Join our discord server.... https://discord.com/invite/dyhAPQhnsy

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Leon, You're alive!

The car halted smoothly at the entrance of the Blacksmith Association, the iconic building where many of Leon's earlier adventures had begun. He paid the fare and exited the hover car, his eyes immediately drawn to the familiar structure that stood imposingly before him.

A wave of nostalgia washed over him as he remembered his last visit here, just a month prior, filled with less dire circumstances and more hopeful endeavors.

Taking a deep breath, Leon stepped through the large, ornate doors of the Blacksmith Association. The interior was just as he remembered: the air was thick with the smell of molten metal and coal, the constant clanging of hammers striking anvils resonated in a rhythmic symphony, and the heat from the forges made the atmosphere inside palpably warm.