innocent_thought

Kai, an ordinary guy dies due to an unknown scheme. Instead of going to heaven or hell, his soul went to VOID, which is known as the mother of all things in EXISTENCE.

Later, he gets reincarnated in the Enlightenment World with a VOID fragment fusing without him knowing.

There he desires to achieve the position of Great Emperor, a coveted position that can be only obtained in the BATTLE OF DESTINY. 

In order to win the battle, he had to face countless geniuses with special bloodline and physique. 

But he was born with an ordinary talent and his chances of winning the battle was almost impossible.

Without accepting the reality, he chose to change his fate on his own, which brought the wrath of heaven itself and gave him three insurmountable trial.

Will he survive the trial set by the heaven?
Or will he perish without fulfilling his dream of becoming an Emperor?
And why did a VOID fragment fuse with his soul? Is he really ordinary or even that is just a facade?
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Additional Tags: Talent, Genius, Behind the Scenes, Manipulation, Ruthless, Evil.

[This story is inspired by the Journey of the fate destroying emperor, Grand ancestral bloodline.]

Face slapping? No, this trend become very old. So it will not be included.

Brainless side characters? They are also human beings with brain and have their own thoughts, so don't expect them.

Harem? If you are expecting it, then it's definitely not your cup of tea.

Repeated storyline? I will answer this as an author. I never intended to create some secret realm grinding story, so I used up all my brain cells to create a perfect plot (My opinion, but read it for futher confirmation).

***The story will start slowly at the beginning, so don't quit immediately. Try upto chapter 33 and see it for yourself.***

Path of Absolute Transcendence

The Natine King, witnessing the swath of destruction carved by Mordain, felt a surge of fury unlike any he had known. His soldiers, his people, were falling before this harbinger of death, and a primal rage took hold—a king's wrath for his kingdom's plight.

The Naline King, perched upon his war steed, saw the shift in his adversary's eyes and knew his secret weapon had struck true fear into the heart of Natine. With a cold, calculated smile, he launched himself at the Natine King, unleashing the full might of his cultivated power. A maelstrom of energy erupted from his hands, a storm aimed to obliterate.

But the Natine King stood unyielding, his form a bastion amidst the tempest. The assault that would have razed mountains to dust, that would have turned rivers to steam, seemed to wash over him like a gentle breeze. He was a monolith of resolve, and the Naline King's fury did not so much as singe his royal cloak.

117. Phase