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It was just a game; one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. 
At least it that’s what it was supposed to be...
However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game.
The world of Aidos was real and the demon threat was even more so. 
He was sent to be the leader of the new generation of heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game.
Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed.
As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices. 
He began questioning if the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos.
Even more so, when he discovered a new truth. 
That he may not actually be who he thought he was.

#wsa2022 
WSA 2022 Entry

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DISCLAIMER!
This novel is a work of fiction and though it draws inspiration from historical places and events, it is by no means meant to be a realistic representation of any current or historical events, places cultures, or people.
The story may contain themes and events that may be disturbing to some people and if you are "triggered" by pretty much anything at all, It may not be suitable for you as I will not limit myself in terms of themes, events, or topics while writing.

Reincarnated Hero System

Seated at a quaint tea table adorned with delicate porcelain cups and saucers, a teenage girl with long blonde hair exuded an air of pure contentment, humming a cheerful melody that weaved through the air around her.


She had her hair tied up in French braids + ponytail, and a cat nestled in her arms with black fur starkly contrasting with her golden locks, and eyes reflecting a sense of calm serenity.


This short question-and-answer session went on between one of the other people who was seated at the table with her and the other grey-eyed boy who had just tied her hair up in its current ponytail style.


Standing not too far from the table where they sat, was a grey-haired man who had a pair of asymmetrical bright green eyes, staring in their direction with a confused expression on his face.


Morning Tea Party