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Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died. He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized! Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then! Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card? The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael) Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again! With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

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The Whispering Hall

Envy then asked Thomas the question Daniel had instructed her to ask. But the soul suddenly stopped cooperating and began to crack, disintegrating without a trace. It was as if someone or something had triggered a failsafe protocol within a machine.

Daniel used this method in artifacts he built himself, and some of the high-end artifacts from his workshop employed this failsafe to prevent them from falling into the wrong hands. It seemed the same thing had happened here. The moment Envy asked about the dimensional coordinates, the soul self-destructed.

Everyone in the meeting room understood what had just happened. The soul had self-destructed the moment it was asked about the dimensional coordinates. Either a connection to the main body remained, or a failsafe mechanism had been embedded within the soul.