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The Horatius Era

Determined Protagonist: Yes, Interesting Side Cast: Yes, No Harem: Yes, World Building: Yes, Mythological References: Yes, Overpowered Protagonist: Yes, Regression: Yes. On a dark night, a man named Alex Horatius is assassinated alongside his secretary. Instead of arriving at the afterlife, he instead regresses to his sixteen-year-old self on the day the “apocalypse” began. As he watches the death of his father, intense feelings of rage arise in his chest. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a desperate thirst for vengeance, he challenges even the Gods themselves. But there lies a secret even he is unbeknownst to. With danger lurking at every turn, can the man, who is now a boy, overturn his fate and achieve something great? Or will he be like the rest, trapped in mediocrity at the bottom of the food chain? “The Horatius Era” is a gripping tale of Alex’s journey, on which he experiences many adversities in order to potentially achieve what his heart desires. ----------- If you like the novel, please drop a power stone. Don't forget to add it to your library. All support is appreciated! Enjoy the read! All chapters will be released at 8:30 AM (PST), or 00:30 (UTC +8). (9:30 AM (PST) if Daylight Savings Time is in effect). Usual upload schedule: 1-2 chapters/day.

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267 Chs

Implosion

'Can your naming sense be any worse?' Alex wondered, but didn't voice his thoughts. However, Procella must have read his mind, as she quickly smacked his head before snorting. 'Crazy woman.'

Smack!

"Don't badmouth your master behind her back," Procella scolded, letting out a faint smile. "And you'll be able to do it. Don't worry. Who do you think I am?"

'A narcissist.'

Smack!

"A beautiful goddess."

"Good. Capitalize the 'g'."

"A beautiful Goddess," said Alex, succumbing to Procella's somewhat playful nature. "But now what?"

"Sit."

Obeying Procella's words, Alex calmly sat in a meditative position. His legs were crossed, while his middle fingers and thumbs touched on each side. The back of his wrists rested on the side of his knees.