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The Rise of the Black Plain

Minos Stuart is a regular young nobleman with average abilities and limited prospects for his future. However, just as he was about to embark on his cultivation journey, he suffered a severe injury that left him on the brink of death! Nevertheless, a stroke of luck befalls Minos as a fragment of the soul from an ancient specialist recognizes him, giving him a chance of one in a billion. This opportunity will open up a new and exciting path for Minos, filled with risks and thrilling experiences, as he gathers the strength to keep a promise and pursue his own ambitions! *** Notice: This is a fantasy story and, as such, is not related to any fact of reality. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover; if its original creator wants me to take down or put credit, leave a message in any chapter, and I'll do it as soon as possible. https://discord.gg/4437dvvk9x

RVN_1998 · Fantasi
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Playing with Fire 

"Officers, it is good to hear that you are well. The guild thought that you had died years ago after the sacrifice of your parasites." Said the level 110 individual in front of Minos' group as they stood in a well-decorated living room.

"However, it will not be easy for you to regain your former positions. I will regularize your situations, but you will lose what you had achieved before you left," said this individual with a humanoid body, scales instead of skin, and the head of a crocodile.

"What are you talking about?" Minos asked as he narrowed his eyes, realizing he would have problems from the start of his return.

"We have researched your backgrounds. We know you were members of the guild from your IDs, but there's nothing else here with your record. All we have is that you were members of the guild for about 2 centuries and died in battle outside of Zocarro." The Intermediate Officer said with a bitter expression, understanding the group's surprise.