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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

"Are…Are You Really My Brother?" Brance asked with a slight quiver in his voice.

However, without missing a beat and in very Cynrik-esk fashion, the answer Brance received caused him to frown.

"Nope, I'm the Ghost of Christmas Past." Wearing his trademark cocky smile, Cynrik flourished his Kodachis before sheathing them.

"Oh come on, how could I miss the opportunity, hehe OOFF AHHHH THE LIGHT IT BURNS USS AHHH BRANCE TURN OFF YOUR GOD DAMN NEPHILIM MODE!!!" Just as Cynrik confirmed he was indeed still himself, Brance rushed forward and embraced his older brother in a tight hug.

Only, he forgot to turn off his Bloodline ability, and as a result, the moment he came in contact with Cynrik, smoke began rising off his older brother's body as if he were on fire.

Unhappy Reunion, "Are you really my Brother?" (4)