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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

No Decency at all!

Sebastian searched for other merchants nearby. Of course, he had to pay attention since there were guards around, but at least now, with the backpack and the suit of leather armor he was already wearing, there were lesser chances of being found by them.

Sebastian's eyes darted between the many stalls, each bursting with an array of items that beckoned to him.

The immense range of options left him feeling completely overwhelmed.

A disarray of tables and shelves showcased an assortment of tools, weapons, and survival gear, with each individual piece presenting an opportunity for him to sustain himself in the brutal world of Somnium.

He had a list in his mind, items he deemed essential, but he also knew he needed to stretch his limited resources.

Bargaining was not just a skill here; it was a survival tactic.

Avoiding the watchful gaze of patrolling guards, Sebastian weaved through the crowd.