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Daniel was a Game Designer who live an ordinary life. He was killed on a day when it should be the happiest day of his life as he was so close to publishing his card game. Lured to his death by his girlfriend. He become a sacrifice of some kind of ritual and died.

He then got resurrected for an unknown reason along with getting the power to actualize all of the cards in his card game to the real world. Whether it was the spell, Artifact, or even a powerful creature! All can be actualized!

Are you a mage and a genius Artificer? I have a Forbidden Tome of Artificing of the lost civilization. Are you interested? If so, become my pupil then!

Are you a Vampire lord and the head of the most powerful vampire clan in the modern world? Now, where I kept that Legendary Vlad Dracula-The First Ancestor of The Vampire card?

The holy warrior from the Vatican knocking on my door? How about meeting my bodyguard? Michaela-Defender of The Faith. (Female version of Michael)

Did someone just summon an all-powerful Demon and sent it to kill me? They even sacrifice thousands of mage souls and many priceless treasures to do that. Let's test my common spell card. The almighty [Unsummon] spell! Good luck in summoning that thing again!

With this power, Daniel will take his revenge on whoever did this to him and create his own empire. His magic civilization!

Miracle Card Shop: All My Cards Can Be Actualize

Then... Who is Daniel Emberweave really? Just a CEO and founder of a simple tech company. Why does he have a target rank of at least S Rank? Is he a superhuman? A robot from the future? Or even an alien who migrated to Earth after his home planet exploded?

Absurd theories swirled in the minds of those in the room, each one more outlandish than the last. Yet, none of them dared to voice their speculations, knowing the impossibility of such notions. They exchanged knowing glances, silently acknowledging the puzzling nature of Daniel Emberweave.

"Sir, is there anything else you require from our service?" the operator asked politely, displaying no signs of impatience despite Leclerc having made her wait on the phone for a few minutes, wasting her time.

"Ask her to send us his information. I've heard that one can purchase target information from the Syndicate Union if they pay enough," Prescott instructed his lackey.

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