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Records of the Weakest Emperor

Calvin Villanueva was once heralded as the savior of the world. His might was unrivaled despite possessing the weakest class in Las Felipinas. But in a cruel twist of fate, his achievements were turned against him and in a span of a single night, he went from experiencing heaven to plunging into the deepest parts of hell. Captured and imprisoned by the Sucklings, an alien invader who came from a different realm. Calvin became their Scribe, the Keeper of History, and ultimately... He arrived at the peak of the weakest Writer Profession and became the Author of Fate. Unfortunately, it was already too late. The world was now in ruins and Calvin only had a single choice in front of him. It was death. He may have chosen death but he had proven before his death that he was indeed the true savior of humanity. Manipulating fate, twisting time and space... Calvin went back to the past for a second chance to turn things around! This is a story of someone who was once at the peak, striving to return to the summit while correcting his past mistakes, against all odds, and clashes against unscrupulous gods and the supernatural he shall once again find his own path to the top. Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Adventure, Action, Evil Gods, Evil Religions, Goddesses, Hidden Abilities, Industrialization, Mature Protagonist, Manipulative Characters, Mystery Solving, Mythology, Nobles, Time Travel Disclaimer: Reviews comparing the novel to scog will be deleted. Don't be so braindead to think that just because the mc has similar circumstances to the mc of that novel the novel is now a copycat of that awesome novel. By that logic, all isekai is a copy of the Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's court and all FPS games are a copy of Halo. Read on and if you hate the similarity then, move on. Thanks! Want to contact me? Come into my discord! discord.gg/sDjM5MB

TheAdventurer · 奇幻
分數不夠
253 Chs

The One Whom You Truly Hold Dear In Your Heart

Calvin stood there frozen with his palms sticky with sweat.

He rushed into his room and took off his clothes, he found the Notebook of Secrets, but when he tried scribbling on its surface.

No words would come out.

He tried everything that he could find and he even spat on the Notebook, but the notebook seemed to absorb his spit and it would disappear into nothingness before it could even land on the surface of the notebook.

Calvin looked closely...

He pressed a pen onto the notebook and discovered that the pen could only get so close to the surface of the notebook's page before it was stopped by an invisible wall that wouldn't let it go any further and scribble on its page.

'What the hell is going on?'

Calvin took a coin from one of his pockets and chanted.

"Oh, our Beloved Goddess Grace..."

"The Magister of Light and the commander of compassion..."