ExSoldierLv99

After a long time in the darkness, a lost soul is transported to another world, and there the soul is given another chance and is reborn as a boy...

In a world of swords and magic, Zaos is given another chance after hearing an unknown voice asking him to protect someone. While he couldn't remember many things about his old life, he still decided to live his new as much as possible. Even though it looked like he was destined to do something, Zaos chose to follow his own path as much as possible.

He tried that... but it looked like the machinations of destiny won't give him much option. Weird things were happening in the kingdom he was born, and before he could imagine... Zaos was throw in the middle of a war in which some were trying to revive the god of the world, and others were trying to prevent it. Zaos will fight in this war while he also looks for the person he is supposed to protect.

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman

America soon realized what those two were thinking, and as much as she wanted to help, she couldn't. Long-ranged attacks won't help all that much on what they were planning. The only thing that Ameria and the others could do right now was hang in there while Zaos and Drannor try to take over those twenty ships by themselves.

"Captain, give us the order to take over those ships," Zaos said to Erean. "In the end, I don't want to do that without your consent."

Erean face palmed… did he really had fallen so low that he had to entrust the entire fate of the allied fleet to two kids? They weren't ordinary kids, sure, but that didn't improve things all that much. Despite that, deep down, Erean knew that they could pull it off.

"All right… just don't take too long, that is an order," Erean said.

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