ScotchTy

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. 

The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. 

However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. 

This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel.

A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. 

But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. 


((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!))

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The Over-Break System

"Tee…cough…he…haha…cough." Tyler Primal spat up another mouthful of blood and broke into a wide grin seeing the young boy's approach.

"That… the last attack was something. But, I'll admit, right up until you dropped the Sun and Moon on me, I didn't have high expectations for you, YoungBlood.

Though Cynrik himself was struggling to stay standing, Tyler Primal wasn't in any better condition. So the two stood feet apart and initiated a silent staring contest for some time before it was Cynrik who broke the deadlock.

"Why…why is this happening?" His voice quivered slightly as he tried desperately to get his emotions in check, something he was finding ever increasingly difficult to do.

Cynrik's words caused Tyler Primal's face to go from a melancholy expression to a more serious and thoughtful one.

Fragments of Truth