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Reincarnation Tribulation - All I Want Is A Peaceful Isekai Life

Following a less than ideal life and a harrowing death, the protagonist finds himself in the presence of a God, offering him a customized reincarnation into a world of his choosing, with his memories intact He decides to reincarnate into a world of Magic and Monsters, intrigued by the notion of being able to use fantastical powers that did not exist in his previous world Having grown up in a stifling high society and unloving family environment in his previous life, he chooses to reincarnate into a more simple life, opting to be a Commoner instead of a Noble, despite the oppressive class system present in the world of his reincarnation Following a detailed customization of the powers he chooses to acquire, he reincarnates into a peaceful, loving family in this new world, with the name Larrk Stryker, in a small village well away from Noble society While Larrk's fascination with Magic and the other powers he possesses in this world, along with the desire to be able to protect himself against any threat that might arise, drives him to master these abilities, all he really wants is a nice, peaceful life, one that's free of any strife or tragedy But whether or not such a life can be achieved in this world, remains to be seen, as the countless unfamiliar elements of this strange new world only give rise to countless more possibilities, both good and bad...

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Chapter 326 - Arcadia Championship Clash(Part 16)

Point-of-View: Izzozon

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"Sounds like you all really enjoyed that first match, and the fun's only just getting started! It's time for match two of round two, it's Prysm Duralles vs Izzozon!"

"It's been some time since I last got to fight you, Prysm. I hope you've improved enough to keep up with me," I remarked with a smirk.

"Well, we'll just have to see, won't we?" She replied guardedly.

She seems pretty wary and tense...hope that doesn't make her fighting less effective, that'd be a shame.

"Let's kick it off, here's the countdown...ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five...four...three...two...one, ZERO!!!"

Prysm was quick to manifest her axe the instant the countdown ended, before stepping forward and she raised the axe up high and swung it down with a yell of exertion, a deafening crash ringing out as she slammed it down onto the floor of the arena.