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Atticus’s Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground

Hardworking Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, World Building: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Transmigration: Yes. Atticus faced the worst day of his life: his heart was shattered, and he was suddenly killed in his home, only to wake up in a magical realm as the heir to one of the most powerful families in the human domain. Fueled by determination, he vowed to grow stronger and exact his vengeance on whoever killed and brought him to this world, no matter the cost. A/N 1. There's no harem. 2. The MC cares only about himself and his family. He doesn't mind crossing the line if it means he can keep himself and his family safe. 3. He has an extremely vengeful personality. Regardless of the reason or what you're going through, he doesn't care. What matters is that you hurt him, and that's all he needs. 4. There will be no 'hiding of strength.' He'll be cautious about what he shows, but he won't lose if he can help it. 5. The MC works hard for his strength; don't be fooled by the system tag. 6. Lastly, if you have any semblance of liking for this novel, give me your everything, hahaha. Just kidding, please give me power stones and drop reviews. Thank you! Discord: https://discord.gg/t7z25ZzKX3

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Atticus had always been careful from the outset. This was how he had always been.

He could have chosen to engrave multiple grade one runes so he would be able to probably minimize his will, but Atticus had decided against that.

Apart from the fact that the material he could engrave on was very limited, Atticus could feel the scorching heat of the massive fireballs approaching him. It wasn't something a grade one rune shield could block, not even close.

So he had decided to be careful from the outset and go with a grade 2 rune despite the strain. But Atticus would have never expected what happened next to happen.

One second elapsed, the massive fireballs landing with force.

The shield emitted a chorus of metallic clangs as the fireballs bombarded its surface, the sound reminiscent of a blacksmith hammering molten metal on an anvil.

Atticus's assumption had been completely accurate; the wave of fire was cataclysmic.