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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.

AceAmbrosia · 奇幻
分數不夠
267 Chs

Second Tutorial (Epilogue - Part 3)

A light pierced the skies, but unlike previously, a sense of malevolence carried along with it. Adorned with shimmering lights, Durendal split apart, harnessing the powers of both elements while allowing itself to garner both Holy and Demonic.

No, it wasn't either of those. It was, in fact, Everything and Nothing. 

Good and Evil were simply subjective. However, either something existed, or it didn't. That was objective.

Durendal's blade, when coated with mana, now displayed two halves. One contained a yellow, cheerful light, while the other exuded an atramentous aura of nothingness. That was the line that separated Everything and Nothing.

"A B-Grade Artifact this early on," commented Alex, letting out boisterous laughter at the absurd scene. Durendal's emotions gained a bit of clarity, and the sword's connection to Alex's soul became deeper.