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The Over-Break System

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel. A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. ((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!)) Commissioned Cover Art Made By https://www.instagram.com/xx_crimsonx_xx/ Check out the discord DISCORD, https://discord.gg/j4VNbvNC6u--

ScotchTy · Fantasia
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677 Chs

Volume 4 Prologue

Thousands of miles away from Vesemir School for Affinities was a modernistic and high-tech pyramid-like facility. The multilayered compound, which extended several tens of kilometers in all directions, including below the planet's surface, was known as Finwan Academy. 

Far below the planet's crust, approximately four kilometers down, in a sizeable office-style conference room, Lithlen Jetlensr sat atop a plus and overly decorated throne, sipping a glass of expensive wine while staring at over a hundred hologram monitors. On each screen was a promising young person, showing the full extent of their abilities during the most recent quarter-term combat exams.

Looking away from the monitors and towards the 20 men and women sitting at a large oak table in full business suits, Lithlen placed his glass of wine down and made eye contact with the man sitting closest to him.