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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 opened his eyes as the sun was waking up. He hadn't slept at all, but it wouldn't do much to a warrior to not sleep a full night. He lowered his eyes and looked at the mana cores on his hands. 


This forest, home of mad monkeys which had almost killed him, of a colossal beast suspected to be as strong as a Supreme Warrior from its Aura, and situated in an unknown and unauspicious region. 


It was enough to make Rohan want to flee for his life as fast as possible. But this small crystal on his hand, as big as a walnut, made Rohan feel an urge to chase after the monkeys to kill them all.


He previously had thought he had already encountered those kinds of cores, but he couldn't remember it. With the assault of the monkeys, he didn't have the time to put much thought into it back then, but now it was obvious. Although it was smaller, much smaller, the cores he had taken from the monkeys reminded him of the red crystal back when he had become a warrior.


Chapter 119: How to light a spark?