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Black String of Fate

"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?" Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived. 'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on. Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first! Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.' As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world. ************** Discord Server (fixed): https://discord.gg/rZhT6zdp2f Author is on a break, exams are coming soon. The placeholder chapters are being updated, so you will not be notified if you add to library, since it's technically not a new chapter. ...Plus working on a new book that'll be released next year

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End of the Rescue

"So, Lafia, how strong is that boy? Did you have a good match?"

In the campsite where the party rested, Adam asked this question teasingly to the sulky girl. It was obvious to everyone that she lost, but Adam wanted to poke fun at her.

Especially since he has never won against her himself. Seeing her humbled was something he never knew could feel so good.

"I lost overwhelmingly. Xavier's so abnormally strong that even though he couldn't use any qi, he easily overpowered my attacks. I felt like I was fighting for my life out there."

"Hoho, you did not go easy on the little lass, did you, boy? You know, girls will hate you if you treat them so harshly."

Xavier, who had finished his training and was sitting, drinking a soup he made, heard Rolan's comments. He sighed from the warmth of the soup and commented with closed eyes,