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The life of the son of a nobleman was not as happy as others could think. With a loving but always away father, a mother who had forgotten about his existence, and a brother too busy learning to become the next heir, Rohan had the habit to live alone. 

One day, he decided he had enough and chose to live in the secondary mansion of the family, accompanied by his butler and some guards. Since his goal was to become a Warrior to follow the path of his father, he chose to train with the guards each morning when he was only 10 years old. Followed years of training, until the day to become a warrior, a mana user, had finally come. 

But it was only the beginning of his story, and even though it was easy to understand that he was a genius in the warrior path, life, was truly never easy.

Follow the tales of Rohan, roaming a world of magic populated of many races as he learn the hard way about them all. About the darkness of the humans; the haughtiness of the elves; the greediness of the dwarves; the craziness of the orcs; the shrewdness of the goblins; the deviousness of the demons; the foolishness of all living beings.

Follow his journey as he became the Master of Uradan, a world of demons that only he could go as he will, and as he become the most powerful warrior and the most terrifying wizard of the whole world.

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The Master of Uradan

Rohan was walking under the sun with a spear in his hands. Before he could reach the area he had in his mind to refine his skills, a large and robust man appeared in front of him. His imposing shadow was cast onto him.


"Ah, Rohan, good day to you! Are you planning to go hunt today? You can tag along with any team, I'm sure they would love it!"


"Hello, Barulf." Rohan nodded back at this powerful but kind man. "I'm not planning to go today, I'll just improve my spearmanship, nothing more."


"That's a pity! I still don't know what to do with your skins you had brought back, it would be ridiculous to make banal clothes with it." Barulf stroked his chin, before lowering his gaze with a great smile. "By the way, I saw you this morning playing with the children, aren't they lovely?"


Chapter 71: Interruption