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SSS-Class Awakening: World Breaking Anomaly

Fantasia
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Taurus Pendragon faked his death, stole the world's artifacts, and committed heinous crimes. All to achieve his goals and travel back in time so he could fix the past, save his lovers, family, and reshape the future. Right at the most important moment, his spirit devours the world artifacts, and time intervenes and fucks with his calculation, forcing him to travel back to his birth. Upon reincarnating, Taurus finds his talent mutated, his evaluation sky high, and most importantly: enough time to abuse the system, become overpowered, and guarantee a bright feature! [Notes: 1. The story is slow at the start, mostly a slice of life. 2. Taurus is extremely overpowered, you might as well envision him as invincible. ] ############################## Schedule: 1 ch/day until Feb Goals (January): -4 Reviews/Top 10 Power Ranking [Reward: +3 Chapters Mass Release] -6 Reviews/Top 5 Power Ranking [Reward: +5 Chapters Mass Release] -8 Reviews/Top 3 Power Ranking [Reward: +7 Chapters Mass Release] -10 Reviews/Top 1 Power Ranking [Reward: +10 Chapters Mass Release]

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Chapter 1Confrontation [1/4]

"CRUUUUUUUUUSH THEIR LITTLE WEINEEEEEEEERS!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the sky, freezing an elderly monster in place.

Sweat drenched his face as he raised his head, meeting the eyes of the titanic creature diving through the clouds.

"A talking…dragon?!" the elder thought with wounded pride as the dragon struck the ground near him, a thick, dusty cloud covering the surroundings.

The dragon roared at the elder before thrusting her deep blue wings forward, their densely packed crimson veins glowing brightly alongside her shimmering purple scales.

Those pitch-black eyes sent waves of terror into the elder's soul, causing sweat to roll down his spine.

A young man clad in a knight's armor sat on the edge of the dragon's neck, his arms crossed while eyeing the elder not far below him.

The knight's armor and helmet matched the dragon's eyes.

White, dense smoke escaped through the gaps, rising up along the obsidian horns and crowning the knight's head.

"Your despair means nothing, does it?" the black knight spoke, his cold, demonic voice falling into the elder's ears before diverting his eyes to the space around them.

The fires of destruction burned brightly as the monster race suffered its worst calamity since its first existence.

These beasts, once allied, were now raging against them, led by the knight sitting leisurely on the dragon's neck.

Two behemoths closed in from the distance, the ground rumbling beneath their weights.

Like the dragon, their appearance leaned toward the darker side with pitch-black eyes devoid of light and gleaming crimson veins covering their skins.

"Then why, Black Hand?!" the elder raged, the anger building up from the pressure caused by the loss he suffered and the helplessness he felt from the ones before him.

"What did you do to these beasts?!" The elder gradually lost all hope and collapsed to the ground, knowing he stood no chance against them.

"WE, IT'S WEEEE!" the dragon roared in anger, unable to contain herself as the man's hands slowly raised before striking her head softly to quiet her down.

His action ended up pissing her off further as she roared to the sky, throwing another tantrum—something the knight was used to from interacting with corrupted beasts.

"Eihwar." Another beast's roars echoed through the space as the two behemoths approached.

The dragon hastily turned her head around, its eyes narrowing the moment they met the speaker's eyes.

A towering mammoth with two sharp, long tusks pointing forward like spears.

"Anger, no. Partner you soon meet," the third behemoth spoke—a panda a little smaller in size than Eihwar.

His broken and barely understandable language almost caused the knight to burst out laughing in response.

Eihwar calmed herself considerably upon hearing their words before facing the elder once again.

After both of them spoke, the elder stood frozen in place, the shock of realization crashing down on him like a mountain upon hearing the dragon's name and the two titans.

"Eihwar? You were just a little snake back then!" the elder muttered, disbelief painting his face upon getting the gist of everything happening around him.

"Silence, you—" the dragon roared once again, the man's hand smacking her down to the ground with a much stronger force. Eihwar grumbled, followed by a low growl, before calming down a little.

"Enough arguing. I will take it from here," the man spoke before standing up and jumping down to the ground. He marched toward the kneeling elder, his left hand resting on his helmet.

His right hand landed on the helmet upon reaching the elder, and the man slowly raised it up before revealing his face to the one before him.

Rotten skin covered the left side of his head with a pitch-black eye devoid of any emotion, the upper part exposed, revealing his smashed skull.

The right side sent a shiver down the elder's spine; it carried long, striking golden hair and a blue eye very familiar to the elder's face.

"TAURUS PENDRAGON?! IMPOSSIBLE!" the elder shouted, his reaction causing Taurus to release a long and forced laugh, almost devoid of any emotion.

To everyone, including the elder, Taurus was someone incapable of reaching such heights due to the talent and physique he awakened, and the limitations imposed on them.

"Nice to see you again, Father-in-law. Do I look alive to you?" Taurus ignored the elder's question before raising his helmet high, and then with a rough thrust, the helmet flew down like a rocket toward the elder's head.

A crack spread across the elder's light blue shell covering his head as black blood streamed down his face.

He held his head and gritted his teeth for a while before staring at Taurus the moment he began talking.

"Elen was right, Father. That woman cu— Never mind, I won't disrespect you any further. On the other hand—"

"NO!" Raphael cut Taurus off mid-speech, unable to believe his words, only for Eihwar to cut him back and question him in response to his actions.

"Raphael, son of Thorn! Who do you think killed your eldest daughter, and why?!"

"Your daughter caught her, and her brother alerted you! Yet, you exile her and imprison him?!" Eihwar continued, her anger flaring and triggering a thunderstorm due to her rage.

Not a single chance was given for Raphael to respond, his face darkening upon hearing the dragon's words.

While Eihwar was a mere unawakened snake back then, she could easily understand, see, and feel Elen's emotions through their link.

"She never left her alone during her exile, and those fuckers who cucked you under your nose made sure Elen met her demise, thanks to your incompetence, you imbecile!"

Eihwar roared once again, the lightning building on her body as her jaws split wide open after finishing her words.

A lightning ball shot through Eihwar's jaws, almost colliding with Raphael's body.

"Don't fuck over our plan with your attitude, please," Taurus muttered before stepping forward, his hand colliding with the ball before slapping it in another direction.

Eihwar raised her head before growling at Taurus. His eyes fell on her as the vast killing intent pressed her down and forced her to the ground.

She eventually calmed down once again, with zero intention of interfering with his plan.

"Back to where we were, I have an offer for you to correct your mistakes." Taurus continued, his eyes falling on Raphael while speaking.

The elder's face brightened up before hurling forward, gripping Taurus' right hand with both of his own.

A wide smile painted Taurus' face the moment he heard the elder's words before resuming his speech.

"Hand over the Pearl of Time, enter the formation with us, and you shall keep your memories when the time comes," Taurus spoke, a white glowing dagger materializing in his hands, bringing Raphael's attention the moment he did.

"Space Piercing Dagger? But that's only a single treasure—mine should have worked against you!" the elder exclaimed, remembering how helpless he was during their fight despite having a World Artifact at his disposal.

He believed Taurus had another one, one that he kept hidden from him all along.

"Why the hurry? You will get to know soon." Raphael shook his head in dismissal upon hearing Taurus before throwing a small, bright ball at him.

Taurus caught the pearl in his empty hand as the area surrounding him darkened.

Raphael's facial expressions changed drastically, and so did the beasts' around them upon witnessing the creature taking form on the ground.

"What the hell is that? A spirit?!" Raphael burst out screaming before distancing himself as a dark silhouette towered behind Taurus.

"MY spirit."

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