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Reaper system in another world

Reaper System in Another World follows the journey of Mortis, an ordinary man who gains access to the eponymous system and embarks on a path of constant improvement. As he strives to reach the pinnacle of power and master the art of reaping souls, Mortis faces numerous challenges and battles formidable foes. Along the way, he forms alliances, falls in love, and uncovers the secrets of the world around him. With each step, Mortis grows stronger and closer to his ultimate goal of becoming the most powerful reaper in the land.

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the holy knight

Mortis looked at his stats and was happy. Although he had just started, he felt his strength and abilities increasing. However, there was something that bothered him - his charisma stat had dropped to 1, and even the soldier had called him ugly. Mortis quickly noticed that he was quite small compared to the fleshless bones, all of which were taller than him.

Congratulations, you have successfully completed the quest. Survive the battle against the skeleton army and receive an improved scythe that increases your agility by 3 and your strength by 3. The scythe will be upgraded to an iron scythe.

Congratulations, you have completed the secret quest and defeated over 100 enemies on the battlefield. As a reward, your charisma will increase by 4, and you will grow by 10 centimeters to a height of 161 centimeters. You now look almost like a normal human.

When Mortis arrived in a safe area, his memories were activated, and he passed out. When he came to and the memories had passed, he couldn't hold back the tears. He was in his soul sea, and in front of him sat a part of Mortis that still existed.

Mortis spoke to Mark: "Thank you for crying for me. My life was hell. I was treated as a cripple and a bastard and punished for everything. I was forced to marry so that my brother wouldn't have a bastard and the maid wouldn't suffer. So, I was forced to marry her. I feel like I'm called to go into the light. I only wish for one thing: if you become strong enough, then avenge me on this family that made me suffer so much. I wish you good luck."

Mark nodded and promised his brother that he would hold accountable those who had treated Mortis so terribly. As the true Mortis disappeared, Mark opened his eyes and noticed that he had woken up next to a fire.

"You're awake, boy," said the deep voice.

"I guess I am," replied Mortis.

"Good that you're awake. We were running out of steam after two days on the battlefield. Even the small enemies are difficult to beat. Where are you from, boy?"

Mortis looked at the tall man and answered, "I'm from Grünheim, a small village far up north."

"Oh, it seems like you're the only survivor of the northern villages and towns. We're seven from the south and three from the east. And you?"

It was night, and three moons could be seen in the sky - a large green one and two small white ones. It was a beautiful sight that Mortis enjoyed as a rider arrived.

The knight dismounted and shook the hand of the deep-voiced big man. Then he said, "It seems that you have also been able to decide the battle for yourselves. The main troops as well as the adventurers won their battles against the Dark Emperor's army."

"Come with us all, you will receive a reward and food will also be provided. The Count of Main also wants to give a speech. It is unfortunate that so many gave their lives, but it seems that the Dark Emperor is getting nervous and sending more troops to all the kingdoms."

"Let's go! Pack everything up!" shouted the big man. Everyone jumped up and followed him. After a march of about four hours, they arrived at another battlefield that was much larger. Here, not only skeletons but also hobgoblins and other figures lay, which meant nothing to Mortis.

Then Mortis realized that he had only been in a lighter battle, which was deadly enough to kill over 200 people from villages and towns. This seemed to be the main square, where many knights in full armor and also people in light robes of the same color with pointed hats, which must be magicians, could be seen.

With curiosity, Mortis looked around while following the soldier he had come with. They stopped at a large tent, and the man said they should wait while he gave his report.

Mortis took the opportunity and tried to reach his system mentally, which he succeeded in doing. "How can I help you, honey?" the system asked. "I wanted to know if there are more quests and how I can get more charisma."

"There are currently 3 quests: Reach level 15, kill a rare, kill your brother. You can increase charisma with certain potions or receive it as a reward from quests. Special quests are unlocked with information the host receives, enabling certain events," explained the system.

The system unlocked the Reaper's Shop, and Mortis was able to exchange the collected souls for items. A small charisma potion cost 200 souls, a small agility potion 300 souls, a size potion 1000 souls, all values plus 5 2000 souls, and the Death Quest 100 souls.

Mortis didn't hesitate and bought the quest. He noticed how the souls disappeared into his sea of souls and a scroll appeared in his hand. No one noticed him breathe a sigh of relief.

Full of curiosity, he opened the scroll, which was a map with three crosses at different locations. The quest read: "Cleanse the graveyards and break the dark seals. Special quest reward: Secret Box of Death."

Mortis was excited by the many quests and rewards the system offered him, but he didn't know where to go or how to get there. But the system immediately said that the map had been saved and he could set it as his destination. If he wanted to access the map, he just had to think of it and a window would open showing him where he was.

His grin grew wider, but he quickly suppressed it so as not to seem crazy. Just as everyone was on their way to the reward, the man who had led Mortis stopped him and said, "I have something else for you."

Morti became nervous. What could the knight want from him? Why hadn't he let him go yet? Although the knight noticed Morti getting nervous, he spoke to him kindly: "Don't be afraid, boy. I heard how you fought against the skeletons and destroyed many of them. It's obvious that you were born with strong limitations. Poor people and farmers can't afford such treatments, but your will seems to be strong." The knight offered Morti a potion that was actually intended for his son, who was also born crippled. But before he could give the potion, his son died from a lung hemorrhage. The knight had promised to give the potion to someone who needed it and had a strong will. Morti was not as severely limited as the knight's son, so he would be completely healed by the potion. Morti was shocked to learn that he was ugly and had a hunchback that he didn't know about.

He lifted his shoulder, and suddenly he had the golden potion in his hand. Morti couldn't believe where the potion came from. But before he could solve the riddle, he had already drunk the potion. The knight was shocked that Morti had drunk the potion without hesitation. He warned him not to drink everything that was offered to him. But Morti could only hear the sound of breaking bones before he passed out. When he woke up, he felt like he had been hit by 1000 baseball bats. His whole body was in pain. He felt the blanket on his new skin, the mattress hurt underneath him. His body was as sensitive as an open wound. Morti's most important question was whether he was still ugly. However, the system answered him that his quest reward was activated again after the transformation, which gave him another 10 centimeters of height and 4 charisma points. His charisma was now 22, and he was 178 cm tall. The system also told him that people from his old world would consider him a 5/10. Morti was satisfied with that.

The system also told him that people from his old world would consider him a 5/10. Morti was satisfied with that. He tried to get up, but the pain was unbearable. He couldn't find any clothes and waited for someone to come and help him.