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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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"Hahaha! Behold, the form of my Contract! Is it not magnificent!?" Exclaimed my opponent, dark grey fur having sprouted across his body, his limbs having grown longer and more limber, and his face had stretched out forward, looking like a wolf.

"Honestly? You just look like a random Monster, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference if I hadn't seen you transform," I shrugged dryly.

"How dare you speak to me that way! I'll make you eat those words and learn your place, Commoner scum!" He snapped, swinging his right arm across and whipping the chain attached to his right wrist in my direction, the sickle blade at the end of it slicing through the air rapidly towards the side of my neck.

Chapter 244 - Obsidian Civil War(Part 9)