Barion_Trident

Many people wish to be transported to another world, beautiful women, supernatural powers, adventures and the list continues.

But what happens when you are born in a place where almost everyone see you as a tool, which turned out to be useless for their purposses.

Falling into the depths of despair after losing what he cared for the most, the unmistakable sound of a notification changed his destiny and the one of all the planes of existence, but was it for the good... or not?

"The host's current body is too shitty for the system, physical reformation in progress", "physical reformation complete, as a one time reward for surviving the host might ask the system for a wish".

Follow Daimon on his journey through a world where the existences called "Gods" are only higher ranked mages.

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Achievement rewards:
300 power stones= 1 extra chapters
(The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day)
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If You like monsters folklore and cute girls then be my guest
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The cover is not mine, so all the credit for the right owner
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The story will have a lot of dark elements so if you don't have stomach for that then I suggest you to leave, oh also i'm quite a pervert myself so be prepared for that (NO NTR).
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Finally, enjoy the story and if you like it please do support me with your golden tickets, power stones and reviews they will help me a lot.

Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

After Loren's father arrived things got a bit awkward for a split of a second, especially for Daimon since Vereth couldn't hide the worried expression he had every time he looked at him.

But he also looked at his daughter smiling and chatting with Mireya and Calvin as they put the dishes on the table, and ultimately sighed, ignoring the five Half Emperors who could kill him on the spot he spoke what was on his mind.

"Some generations ago, my ancestor trusted the wrong person and my family paid the price, I know that none of the people here were alive back when it happened… or at least were not in a position to do anything about it".

"But still, it's a hard to swallow pill to get a call from my only daughter to be asked to trust the destiny of my family, to people she met not too long ago".

The last preparations (part 2)