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The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

After years of perpetrating heinous acts, our main character becomes weary of his violent path. Yearning for a normal existence, he embarks on a journey to shed his old ways, only to be thwarted by the whims of destiny. Through an untimely demise, he is granted a remarkable opportunity: a second chance at life in an entirely new realm—a realm where magic reigns supreme, tightly controlled by a formidable Wizard who holds the threads of fate in his hands. This unfamiliar world teems with diverse races, including Demons renowned for their prodigious physical strength and Elves who command unrivaled mastery over magic. Even the most ordinary creatures have evolved to harness formidable magical abilities. However, our protagonist is reborn as a human—the frailest and most vulnerable of all the races. Can he navigate this tumultuous realm, where peril lurks at every turn, relying solely on the wisdom garnered from his past experiences? "To survive in this world, I will do whatever it takes, even if it means wiping out an entire race."

DragonKnov · Fantasia
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376 Chs

Rice!

The room felt significantly more cramped compared to Desmond's, with a small bed and a chest for clothes taking up a significant portion of the space. As the young boy stirred, he sleepily brushed away the hand that gently nudged him. Seated beside him, an adult woman beamed with affection, her gaze fixed on her son.

"Rise and shine, my dear," the woman's soft voice filled the room, coaxing him gently. "If you don't wake up soon, Elizabeth might not come to visit." Her warm smile conveyed both playfulness and encouragement. The boy's emerald green eyes blinked open, focusing on his mother's face.

"Good morning, Mom," the child yawned, his voice filled with drowsiness, as he rubbed his eyes.

"Morning, my sweet Clark," Yasi greeted him, unable to contain her delight at her son's adorable morning grogginess. "Breakfast is ready; I've prepared your favorite freshly baked bread." Unable to resist his charm, she couldn't help but pinch his cheek gently.