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Reincarnated Hero System

It was just a game; one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. At least it that’s what it was supposed to be... However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game. The world of Aidos was real and the demon threat was even more so. He was sent to be the leader of the new generation of heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game. Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed. As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices. He began questioning if the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos. Even more so, when he discovered a new truth. That he may not actually be who he thought he was. #wsa2022 WSA 2022 Entry [Check out my other stories from my profile: Godslayer’s Legend & Beyond the Bloodline] ◇ ◇ ◇ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZXyAjGtS4r ◇ ◇ ◇ Support Me: https://ko-fi.com/michae_l ◇ ◇ ◇ I'm new to writing so I hope you all will support me on this journey. I'm hoping for your review on what you think about the book. Constructive criticisms are allowed too. Cover by KingU ◇ ◇ ◇ DISCLAIMER! This novel is a work of fiction and though it draws inspiration from historical places and events, it is by no means meant to be a realistic representation of any current or historical events, places cultures, or people. The story may contain themes and events that may be disturbing to some people and if you are "triggered" by pretty much anything at all, It may not be suitable for you as I will not limit myself in terms of themes, events, or topics while writing.

_michael · Fantasia
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899 Chs

Disaster Prevention 101

Federal College, Classroom B16

Naxetus Station City

Osaburg Region

December 3rd

Year 1054

"Pawn to C5."

"Knight to F6."

"You're giving me an opening."

"I dare your rook to take it."

Such was the interaction between two people playing chess in the middle of a classroom. The time was 12:30 am, far too early for anyone to be in a classroom, yet here they were.

They were indeed trespassing on school property, but the night shift security guard, who was meant to be on patrol, was currently knocked out in his booth.

There was no one to chase them out.

Seated at the table was a woman with long, flowing hair the colour of spider silk and eyes that shimmered with a predatory gleam. Despite her captivating appearance, her bright golden-yellow eyes, each iris containing four pupils, hinted at the arachnid menace lurking beneath her human façade.