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The Path of Revenge: A Reborn Anti-Hero

Born into a noble family and endowed with tremendous power, exceptional talent, and unparalleled physical attractiveness, one might assume these qualities to be blessings. However, are they truly advantageous or rather a curse? Allen Frey, a young man destined to inherit the illustrious lineage of Duke Frey in the Kingdom of Eldoria, finds himself entangled in this very predicament. Given his extraordinary social standing and the multitude of advantages at his disposal, it seems inevitable that Allen will lead a prosperous life and ascend to greatness in due course. What if this perceived fortune is merely an intricate facade, perpetually deceiving him at every twist and turn? What if it's all an elaborate lie? A hero summoned from another world with the mission to vanquish the Demon Emperor ultimately becomes the perpetrator, stripping Allen of everything he holds dear—his fiancée, sister, power, strength, and all that he possessed. Does this constitute fate? Even the figure known as the "Hero" ultimately eradicated his very existence. Can this be considered justice? In the final moments of his life, he gazed upward at the serene sky, mustering every ounce of strength to reach out his trembling hand. "Oh, God! Are you truly so merciless as to shatter my life?" "Can... Can you grant me an opportunity to alter this cruel destiny?!" He cried out, his voice strained, tears streaming down his face, and gradually he closed his weary eyes. [Ding! Fate Fighting System Successfully Bound!] -------------- (The main character's initial demeanor may exhibit a hint of cruelty; however, as the story progresses, he will undergo significant character development.) (It should be noted that this novel does not revolve around indiscriminate killing, but rather explores the protagonist's growth and transformation.) (Thank you for understanding!) --------------- Disclaimer: The images used in this content are not owned by me. If you believe you are the rightful owner of any of the images, kindly notify me so I could change it! By the way, I have a strong desire to write a story like this, and I aspire for it to continually evolve and improve, thanks! ----------------- #Tags: #Anti-hero #Netori #Yandere #Harem #Romance #Male Protagonist #Reincarnation #Beautiful Female Leads #CruelMainCharacter #Schemes and Conspiracy #Weaktostrong #R18+ #Elves #Dragons #NobleFamily #Action #Adventure #Handsome Main Character #EarlyLove #Beasts (Maybe there is a little NTR only at the beginning of the chapter)

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Return And Wish

"Hufft!" Allen took a shallow breath and directed his gaze towards the bottom of the ravine, where the Grython was buried.

"Is the snake dead?" Allen asked silently, remaining in a ready position in case the snake was unharmed by his attack.

However, after waiting for five minutes, Allen noticed no movement in that direction, which left him in a state of confusion.

"What's going on? Is the snake okay or not?" Allen murmured, his confusion prompting a string of questions.

"Perhaps the snake is seriously injured and doesn't want to reveal itself to me..." He nodded slightly, accepting this possibility.

After all, the morning sky was already showing signs of light, and as long as the Grython snake remained trapped underground and couldn't escape, it was sufficient.

In the future, when his own strength grew, he could deal with the snake.

"There's still time, and the snake shouldn't be emerging anytime soon." Allen ascended a bit higher and clasped his palms together.

"Earth Magic: Strengthen!" Allen cast an earth magic spell.

Suddenly, the ground where the four earthen walls covered the ravine trembled and shifted, pressing towards the hole where the snake was buried, effectively trapping and pressing the Grython snake inside.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a massive explosion resounded from beneath the pit, unmistakably the Grython snake launching a forceful attack against the confines of the pit.

"That confirms it! The snake is still alive, likely wounded, though," Allen affirmed, exhaling a faint sigh.

The echoes of the explosion reverberated within the hole until gradually subsiding.

"It seems like it's surrendered." Allen offered a sardonic smile and, akin to a breeze, vanished from the scene, leaving the moonlight to cast its glow upon the breaking dawn sky.

...

Bedroom

"Whooshh!" Allen suddenly appeared in his room with his dirty clothes full of dust and dirt.

"I'm so tired." Allen muttered and slowly walked to his workstation with a tired expression.

Then he leaned his back on the back of the chair and relaxed his body.

"This short trip was completely out of my expectations, and I didn't expect that I could get things that are only in myths." Allen closed his eyes while thinking to himself.

Soon, he opened his eyes and summoned his information panel.

"Activate the information panel," he whispered lightly, and then in his sight appeared his information panel.

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[Information Panel:]

[Name: Allen Frey]

[Age: 15 Years Old]

[Title/Blessing (Class): Born Genius (Mage), Cherished By Mana (Mage), Loved By The Elements (Mage), Profound Insight (Mage)]

[Title/Blessing (Special): Unyielding Valor, Innate Mastery, Mastermind, Inspirational Leadership, Astute Visionary, Irresistible Charisma, Guardian of the Power Crystal Ball (Crystal Ball of Life), Beloved by All Living Beings, Bearer of the Invigorating Essence of Life]

[Special Items: Power Crystal Ball of Life (5%/100%)]

[Class: Mages]

[Class Level: True Mage—Beginning Stage (Mage)]

[Progress/Experience: 2500/4500 (Mage)]

[Elemental Affinity: The Four Great Elements (Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth)]

[Body Condition: Peak (Best Condition Ever)]

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Observing that the information panel remained unchanged, Allen refrained from further delay and swiftly transitioned to other system functions.

"Initiate the storage panel," he added succinctly.

Subsequently, the comprehensive system storage panel materialized with intricate details.

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[System Storage Bag]

[Saved Gift]:

[1x Rare Chance for Second-Class Awakening]

[2x Random Mage Class Title/Blessing]

[1x Random Special Title/Blessing]

[1x Awakening of Rare Affinities (Beyond the Four Great Elements)]

[1x Box Containing Random Mana Crystals]

...

[Other Things:]

[1x Divine Dragon Egg]

[Precious Treasure]

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The storage list provided clear details, and beyond the rewards from the system, everything else was the result of his successful hunt.

"Divine dragon egg..." Allen perused the storage list, focusing his thoughts on this mysterious egg.

"I'm entirely unfamiliar with this egg and its nature. I'll set it aside for now and delve into it tomorrow to gain a better understanding." Allen ruminated inwardly, his gaze drifting to the window, where faint sunlight had begun to streak the sky, signaling the arrival of morning.

Without delay, he rose from his seat, stretching to alleviate any stiffness in his body.

Subsequently, he proceeded to cleanse his body and surroundings, devoting around thirty minutes to the task.

Finally, he retired to his bed, lying down while his crimson eyes remained fixed on the expanse of his room's ceiling.

"I still find it difficult to grasp the fact that I've been reborn." Allen's fingers brushed his face, and he contemplated the possibility that everything he had acquired might be a mere illusion following his demise.

After all, even the concept of being reborn remained beyond his understanding, as manipulating time necessitated a profound comprehension of space-time intricacies.

Moreover, he was unaware of any historical instance involving an individual capable of controlling time.

Thus, a sense of unease lingered within him, as if his demise at the hands of his fiancée and younger sister had transpired only yesterday, when he had confronted the hero.

"Even if this is a dream, I won't harbor resentment, for having the chance to reunite with the person for whom I regretfully died and rectify past wrongs is a precious blessing," Allen murmured in a hushed tone, his eyelids growing heavy with fatigue.

"I yearn for this to be reality rather than a dream, as I've yet to atone for my mistakes... Arshley." Unintentionally, Allen's eyes gently closed, and he swiftly succumbed to deep slumber, as if the weight of his thoughts had been lifted.

In repose, his countenance bore an air of serenity and tranquility, a sight rarely witnessed.