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I Reincarnated As A Stick

Under a twist of fate, Aurus was struck by a bolt of lightning, making him realize that he would never have the chance to play the game he poured most of his time and effort into ever again. Fortunately, a goddess took pity on his miserable fate and gave him two choices: the first one was to reincarnate through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the second one…was to reincarnate as a stick. Hearing the second choice, Aurus could not help but remember...that this was exactly the starting character of the game he used to play! Without hesitation, Aurus chose the latter, bringing a smile to the goddess’ face…which seemed to contain secrets and desires hidden to the naked eye. And so, Aurus was reborn into a world that he was familiar with, albeit this time—he was now living a life as a stick! Though that may be the case, witness the adventures of Aurus as he turns the expectations of everyone around him upside down as he gradually returns to his previous heights… and perhaps, far beyond it! Witness the birth of a supreme being...from its roots! Note: Please understand that the beginning of this novel was written at a time where I didn't know a lot about pacing and other important stuff crucial in writing. Once you get past that point (around the midpoint of Volume 2), it gets better. I hope you enjoy reading! -------------------------- Check out my other novels: MMORPG: Rise of the Primordial Godsmith

TrueDawn · Fantasia
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Meeting and Warning

XXXX Continent, Telmerann Province, inside the Arcenon family household.

After recruiting Valentia as a part of his team, Vanadir and the others then went outside of the meeting room they were just in, moving through the various corridors of the household in order to find someone. After a while, they eventually found the person they wanted to find, with the person they found bowing respectfully in front of them as he said, "Ah. I apologize for not staying near your room. May I ask what the esteemed sirs need me for?"

"No need to apologize," the Ninth Prince said in response to the person's words before answering the man's last statement. He replied as a nostalgic expression surfaced on his face, "Anyways, Quentin, could you lead me to where my mother is? I haven't seen her in quite a long time."