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Online In Another World

In this world, there are those that are fortunate and those who are not. Ethan Bellrose is neither; he is cursed. At nineteen, he has lived his entire life sheltered in his home as his fragile body blisters under sunlight, breaks under the slightest impact, and falls to any sickness. However, the arrival of a world-changing digital service catches the hopeless young man’s eye: “Reincarnation Online”--a virtual reality experience that gives a new fantastical life to those who are unfulfilled with their current path. For Ethan Bellrose, the choice is simple. Without hesitation, he orders the virtual reality headgear, choosing to abandon his current life and live forevermore in the world of fantasy, magic, and endless adventure–”Arcadius.” Though what he finds is a world not full of leisure and trivial triumph, but a world just as alive and full of darkness, glory, and grandeur as Earth–if not greater. Starting from square one as an infant, given a new name and family, this is the eventful life, full of dreadful lows and exhilarating highs, of “Emilio Dragonheart.” [...Booting System…] [Welcome to Reincarnation Online.] [You will henceforth by the recipient of the Dragonheart System.] [Please, enjoy your stay.]

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Beast of The End

"I didn't…No…This wasn't…" Emilio couldn't form a sentence.

Falling back, Treyna's body slid free from his arm, leaving a gaping hole in her stomach as Emilio caught her in his arms, dropping down to a knee as he held his mother desperately.

"Hold on…! I'll heal you! I can fix this…Mother…!" Emilio screamed as tears trailed down his cheeks.

Summoning his healing magecraft, pushing out mana through his body with such intensity it felt as though he may explode from the pressure, he tried to close her wound, but it was too grievous. Even worse, the burning fist he used had charred her insides, leaving it unable to be recovered.

"Please…Please! I didn't mean to do this…! Don't go…! Don't!" Emilio pleaded, his words soon becoming whimpers as he caressed the golden hair of his fleeting mother.