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Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

Born into a world that had just discovered Qi, and learnt the art of cultivation; Kyle Lin becomes the youngest swordmaster at just the age of 15. When chaos descends on his world, Kyle and other brave ones face their first real threat since obtaining power. "But, it wasn't that simple..." By the time humanity had almost won against the Qi beasts; Kyle is killed by a mysterious artifact that descended from the sky at a blinding speed. That didn't spell the end of his story, it was just the beginning... [Reincarnation in the process...] [Reincarnation successful!] [Welcome to Zekkoa!] Kyle finds himself in a new world, inhabited by humans just like his former, but here, they use magic... and are far stronger and more experienced in their power system than his former. Whereas everyone could awaken with one or two elemental affinity, Kyle awakens with the potential of mastering all—an Omni Mage. He also combines his elemental mastery with his knowledge as a swordmaster. Dominating and growing faster than ever, Kyle doesn't resign to his new fate. He steels himself to find out the actual reason for his reincarnation and free himself from becoming a pawn. "I'll never let anyone control me again!" [WSA 2024 Entry] _____________ Cover credits: MAXandMILLS, contracted author of "My Formula 1 System." _____________

YoungCreator · ファンタジー
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Cultivating Beside an Origin Source (3)

"It's not every day we celebrate victory," Henrick chuckled. "But listen, prepare something special for Kyle and his team. They've earned it."

"Of course. I'll make my best stew. You should bring it to them yourself."

"Of course... I will," Henrick said, planting a kiss on her cheek before heading out.

He approached the cottage they had assigned to Kyle's team. It was a simple but sturdy structure, chosen for its proximity to the village center. Knocking firmly on the wooden door, Henrick called out, "Good morning, heroes! Are you awake?"

Silence greeted him.

Frowning, he knocked again. "Kyle? Anyone in there?"

When there was still no response, Henrick hesitated. "Perhaps they're out training," he muttered, but unease was already creeping into his voice making him to try entering.

Pushing the door open, he stepped inside. The cottage was empty and the beds were untouched.