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Following a less than ideal life and a harrowing death, the protagonist finds himself in the presence of a God, offering him a customized reincarnation into a world of his choosing, with his memories intact 

He decides to reincarnate into a world of Magic and Monsters, intrigued by the notion of being able to use fantastical powers that did not exist in his previous world

Having grown up in a stifling high society and unloving family environment in his previous life, he chooses to reincarnate into a more simple life, opting to be a Commoner instead of a Noble, despite the oppressive class system present in the world of his reincarnation

Following a detailed customization of the powers he chooses to acquire, he reincarnates into a peaceful, loving family in this new world, with the name Larrk Stryker, in a small village well away from Noble society

While Larrk's fascination with Magic and the other powers he possesses in this world, along with the desire to be able to protect himself against any threat that might arise, drives him to master these abilities, all he really wants is a nice, peaceful life, one that's free of any strife or tragedy

But whether or not such a life can be achieved in this world, remains to be seen, as the countless unfamiliar elements of this strange new world only give rise to countless more possibilities, both good and bad...

Reincarnation Tribulation - All I Want Is A Peaceful Isekai Life

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"How much further is it to his cell? You're not leading me on a wild goose chase, are you? I'll kill you if you are," I frowned suspiciously.

"N-no, I'm not! He's on the third level, it's just down this flight of stairs and not much further after that!" He shook his head in response.

"You better not be lying, or else...," I warned him.

As we reached the bottom of the stairs, he led me towards a row of cells, making his way to the one at the very corner of the corridor. I glanced at the cells we passed through, to see people with dark looks in their eyes in each of them. If looks could kill...

They've all got collars around their necks and shackles around their wrists and ankles, but no chains connected to the shackles.

"What are those collars and shackles? Enslavement Magic Items?" I inquired with a frown.

Chapter 138 - The Capital(Part 6)