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Godlike: The Rise of a Skill-stealing Rune Master chasing revenge

Utterly mad and consumed by hatred, Sebastian attacked Erika Luttrell’s manor. As the woman incinerated him to ashes, Sebastian died with a crazed smile on his face, finding humor in his own death. But fate had a wild twist in store for Sebastian. Thanks to a trinket bequeathed by his dead father, the pyromancer gets sent back to the past, landing right in the middle of another shot at payback. There is only a tiny insignificant problem plaguing the man. Madness followed him, pushing him to take completely avoidable risks. With a grin on his face, and flames in his hands, Sebastian will make those who ruined his family pay, and turn into cinders all the thespians within the mystical realm who gave him his powers. --------------- RELEASE SCHEDULE: Two chapters a day UNLESS I have real life stuff to attend. CHAPTER LENGTH: 1000-1200 words long chapters. --------------- TAGS: #Skill Creation #Alternative World #Regression #Mad MC #Male MC #Western Fantasy If you want to share some thoughts or have a chat with me, you can join the discord's server here: https://discord.gg/dZpb4TBRJc

PilgrimJagger · Fantasia
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198 Chs

Collecting Water (2)

After filling his makeshift wooden jug with water, avoiding Fangeds on his return and spending all the mana he had available to use the Manifest Illusion spell, Sebastian reached the spot where he had hunted the Silent Howler.

He checked the ground where he buried the beast; everything looked just as he left it.

Yet, as the sun set, the need to find or create a shelter weighed on him.

With limited resources and no tools for cutting wood in a timely manner, he found himself in a very tough situation.

<There's not much I can do at this point. need to make a burrow.>

Sebastian dug into the earth. It wasn't safe to do that where he buried the Silent Howler, but he couldn't simply leave the creature there. It would have been a waste.

Besides, he planned on dismantling the body soon, so he wasn't that worried.

The task was grueling, hours slipping by as he carved out a space for himself with his bare hands.