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The Lord Is Too Overbearing

In this world, human are in peril. 72 Obelisks suddenly appeared out of nowhere, infecting the world with Monsters. Amongst this chaos, people look for hope. A man named Basil Pacifer is the humanity's hope. He is the strongest Mage alive at that point. Sadly, he believes in no man, and he always moves alone. ... Basil observes the unfolding scene bitterly. He is aware of his impending doom, however he has no grudge. He has lived long enough to achieve things people can only dream about. Looking back to his past, he realized his life is nothing more than a sad story. Closing his eyes, he accepted his end — or so he thought. ... "Look at me! What do you see?" "Regrets." "Don't you want to undo it?" "Tell me what the offer is." Thus, Basil Pacifer returned to the past, being his younger self once again. Of course, he returned back with something. ... [Ding!] [Guide to Omniscience is successfully merged with The Chosen One] [Analyzing The Chosen One's mental capability...] [Analyzation Complete!] [Result: The Chosen One is retarded] [Initiate Brain Configuration!] No matter how useless the golden finger he received seems, he will reach a higher height than his last life. This time, he will completely erase any regrets he has! --- Disclaimer: I'm too broke to make my own Cover. Therefore, I'm borrowing the masterpiece of AnatoFinnstark from DeviantArt (title: The Cold of Eternity).

Frona_Gorgophone · Fantasi
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490 Chs

The Main Battle (6)

–Scylla, your time has over.

–What are you talking about, Father? I am still alive! With my regeneration power, these injuries can be healed in a year or two.

–That is not the point, Scylla ... You went berserk, and almost killed Hera who was about to stop my conflict with Zeus. You... You can no longer stay in the Heavenly Throne.

–Father, was I wrong for trying to kill the wife of your—

–Yes, Scylla. You are a danger I can't control. You are a failure that needs to be put down before you do anymore harm to the Gods in the Heavenly Throne.

–This... This is ridiculous! I-I won't admit this!

A memory that Scylla had long tried to forget sprung up. It was about the day when she was kicked out of the Heavenly Throne—the day where she fled to the Mortal World, carrying injuries she received from the battle and her father.

She had endured countless of hardships prior to the event, but never had she felt that hurt. Her father's betrayal had hurt her physically and mentally.