MidnightMK

There were two souls.

One was assiduous with an unyielding will. One was effortlessly cunning with wisdom beyond many.

And now, they are one. The universe will pray.

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Marcius Aemilia was killed during a duel because his opponent cheated by using a vicious poison.

Fortunately, he was resurrected by an outer god with an agenda.

Agreeing to be the god's agent within his homeland, Marcius was now back with a vengeance and dedication to save his family and clan from their unjustified demise.

But wait. He was not alone.

Along with Marcius, came the soul of Joseph Redwoods, who had read all the future events of Marcius's world from the pages of a novel.

So, what do you get when you combine the souls of a vengeful heir and a cunning geek?

Chaos, mayhem, disaster and good old ass-kicking.

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The Revenant King of Rubrum

When Marcius reopened his eyes again, he gazed at the gray stone wall in front of him. The room he was currently in had no light, and the dust was everywhere.

'Well, thanks Sol this works out.' Marcius thought in his head when he realized he was finally back in the basement room that acted as the entrance to the pocket dimension that sealed the Life Blood Urn.

'Yes. But you were lucky this time. Don't try to rely on it the next time.' Azot's voice echoed through his head as the dragon warned him. There had been a few times, when he was trapped inside the pocket dimension, that the dragon scolded him for being careless and reckless.

'Yes, yes. I get it, Azot. I will be extra, extra careful next time. Trust me. I also do not want a repeat of this action.' Marcius replied within his mind with an eye roll.

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