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In this world, there are those that are fortunate and those who are not. 
Ethan Bellrose is neither; he is cursed. At nineteen, he has lived his entire life sheltered in his home as his fragile body blisters under sunlight, breaks under the slightest impact, and falls to any sickness. 

However, the arrival of a world-changing digital service catches the hopeless young man’s eye: “Reincarnation Online”--a virtual reality experience that gives a new fantastical life to those who are unfulfilled with their current path. 

For Ethan Bellrose, the choice is simple. Without hesitation, he orders the virtual reality headgear, choosing to abandon his current life and live forevermore in the world of fantasy, magic, and endless adventure–”Arcadius.”

Though what he finds is a world not full of leisure and trivial triumph, but a world just as alive and full of darkness, glory, and grandeur as Earth–if not greater. 

Starting from square one as an infant, given a new name and family, this is the eventful life, full of dreadful lows and exhilarating highs, of “Emilio Dragonheart.”

[...Booting System…]
[Welcome to Reincarnation Online.]
[You will henceforth by the recipient of the Dragonheart System.]
[Please, enjoy your stay.]

Online In Another World

Without any mercy lining that single word, the Dread brought his foot down, crushing the skull of the Devilheart as he squashed the final embers of Asher's resolve. 


Though unspoken, those words last thought by the Devilheart reached the soul of the unconscious Dragonheart at that exact moment, dragging Emilio from his slumberous state as his eyes shot open, left bloodshot. 


Melisande didn't notice his awakening, having her eyes drawn to the horrific sight of the Devilheart's undoing as tears strolled down her cheeks. It wasn't a moment after that the Dread returned its attention in their direction, walking towards them. 


"...Stay back…" Melisande stood up, holding her hands in front of her as she conjured mana of wind. 


The Dread didn't heed any such warning, merely moving without anything stopping it now. Even as Melisande called out an invocation–"Wind Bore"--nothing came from it as it simply dispersed on the entity's chest. 


Let It All Out