Ak02

John Browning, a former underworld assassin, went to his friend Angele's wedding party but ended up meeting his former colleagues. Before he could think that the whole wedding ceremony was a setup to catch him, he felt dizzy all of a sudden!

At that moment, he knew that his lifelong friend had already betrayed him and sold him out. John was humiliated in front of hundreds of people and was forced to kneel in front of Thomas, the underworld assassin organization leader.

Within a few minutes, they beat him brutally, dragged him to some underground basement, and then locked him in a gloomy room. 

John felt bitter when thinking about his friend's betrayal. He laid on the cold floor for two days and died miserably. But his story didn't end there.
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In a world filled with magic and mystic powers, John Browning woke up in an 18-year-old boy's body. Before he could open his eyes and see his current situation, he felt someone was dragging his body.

'How am I still alive?' He got puzzled inside.

But after a few seconds, John learned from the young boy's remanent memories that he was transmigrated to a mystical fantasy game-like world filled with magic and mystic powers!

[Author's Note: The Mc will take some time to walk on the path of a fire mage due to less information about the world. So, don't get mad at me guys. If you feel anything wrong with the story, feel free to give me a review or comment. I will try my best and correct it. Have a happy reading!]
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Fire Mage

Charles opened his eyes in the bedroom and stood up.

He then walked towards the nearby wall, zeroed his focus on the Twin Leaf, and recited an English word.

A second later, his body turned blurry and disappeared from there!

A few minutes later, two people appeared in the bedroom instead of one.

One was a female Red Human, while the other one was a white-haired old man.

"Why did you bring me here?" Oswald asked with a confused look on his face.

Meanwhile, Charles curled his lips upward and said with a smile.

"I want you to steal the Red Humans' Luck."

Upon hearing his words, Oswald raised his eyebrows and asked.

"1 month of their luck?" His voice contains a trace of confusion.

On the other hand, Charles shook his head, raised his hands, and showed six fingers.

"6 months? That would cause too much chaos, lad." Oswald paused for a moment as he recalled something and asked.

Stealing