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The Horatius Era

Determined Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, No Harem: Yes, World Building: Yes, Mythological References: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Regression: Yes. On a dark night, a man named Alex Horatius is assassinated alongside his secretary. Instead of arriving at the afterlife, he instead regresses to his sixteen-year-old self on the day the “apocalypse” began. As he watches the death of his father, intense feelings of rage arise in his chest. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a desperate thirst for vengeance, he challenges even the Gods themselves. But there lies a secret even he is unbeknownst to. With danger lurking at every turn, can the man, who is now a boy, overturn his fate and achieve something great? Or will he be like the rest, trapped in mediocrity at the bottom of the food chain? “The Horatius Era” is a gripping tale of Alex’s journey, on which he experiences many adversities in order to potentially achieve what his heart desires. ----------- If you like the novel, please drop a power stone. Don't forget to add it to your library. All support is appreciated! Enjoy the read! All chapters will be released at 8:30 AM (PST), or 00:30 (UTC +8). (9:30 AM (PST) if Daylight Savings Time is in effect). Usual upload schedule: 1-2 chapters/day.

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Joining In Afterlife

It was obvious that Durendal held a significant value in the hearts of Marc and Alain. The sword was the legacy of their master, and the one thing that Roland regretted losing. It was said that Roland hid the sword before his death.

It didn't remain with him until his death.

Marc and Alain were quite attached to the sword, as it held an equivalent value in their hearts as Roland himself. 

"Why do you have Durendal?" Alain asked once he calmed Marc down. A dangerous look flashed across his eyes, sending shivers down Alex's spine. Although they were relative in power, Alain's mere gaze was terrifying.

It was the gaze of someone who had been through life and death battle, fought death, and emerged victorious before eventually succumbing. Alain wasn't someone ordinary, but a subordinate of someone who wielded Durendal.

He was special.