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It All Started With Lightning

When death suddenly claims you, what do you feel? Regrets? Longing? Fear of the unknown? What if you are given another chance to live? But the world you will be born with is far different from where you came from. This world is full of swords and magic! Join William as he embarks on a journey in a new world after his death. A second chance. A new world. A brand new adventure. A brand new sys... Dreams... all he wants is dreams come true... ... Good or bad, be sure to leave a review. This will increase your reading pleasure and my writing level. 100 Power Stone = +1 Chapter Publish schedule: 2CH/WEEK AN: I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but I have some good news. I found a new job in one of the best private hospitals in my country, and I had to start working immediately. That's why I've been working overtime for the last two weeks. We fixed it this week and now I'm free on weekends. From now on I will publish 2 chapters a week. Saturday and Sunday. (Because I'm only free on those two days.) Thank you for your understanding. Happy New Year! Don't forget to check out the first chapter! Glossary & characters chapter added! I am waiting for your comments about the cover, thank you. Tags: #EasternFantasy, #WestFantasy, #Magic, #System, #Adventure, #Explore, #Cultivation, #Comedy, #weaktostrong, #pet, #creatures, #antihero, #villain, #dark, #reincarnation, #Bloodline, #Romance,

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Final Situation

At the time of the fresh blood contest, in the capital of the Jade Wind Kingdom, an army of thousands, beside the red banners, was staring in the direction of the capital with sharp eyes, completely silent.

In front of this army stood seven men. On their horses, they were extremely quiet and calm. There was no worry or fear on their faces. They looked extremely honest, upright, and brave.

Twenty meters in front of these seven people, there were seventy stakes. They were all lined up ten meters apart. A head hung above them all. These were the heads of the resisting nobles. Some of them had been cut off for a long time and started to rot and became worms. Above heads, red fluffy crows circled the sky. The smell of blood had drawn them in.