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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

The Fortress (2)

Sebastian stood at the top of the stairs leading down to the darkened dungeon.

A place hidden from sight by never-ending darkness, and where those forsaken by the world were sealed away.

The chances that Rebecca might be down there, alive or dead, weighed on him.

After a moment's hesitation, Sebastian sent his illusion down the stairs. It would scout ahead, detecting any threats long before he followed.

Five minutes felt like an eternity as Sebastian waited in the shadows, listening for any signs the illusion had encountered danger.

Finally, deciding enough time had passed, the young man rushed down the stairs, two steps at a time.

As he descended, he illuminated the area with his torch.

The thick darkness enveloped everything the light couldn't reach. Yet he did not stop.

With each step, Sebastian sensed how the stairs carried on longer than expected.