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Throughout history, Humans have strived for greatness, not only in name but in deeds as well, and many failed to achieve it. 
It was no different in a Land of Dragons, Mythical beings, Knights, Mages, Demi-humans, and demonic beings. But their greatness came in a different form, a concept known as POWER. 
The power to conquer, to build, to control, to protect, and to love. 

Raffaelo Jun was a man born with a silver spoon, yet his sheltered upbringing prevented him from becoming the man he was meant to be. 
He was unable to achieve the greatness of the prestigious family of the Jun household and became a sight of ridicule. 

He was used for a while until he wasn't, then discarded and killed for being a threat to the throne, but Fate had other plans. 
Reborn as a child, he starts over as the sole son of the Jun household, his actions brimming with intent. 
He had one goal: attain the power that he once ignored and stand on the precipice of human existence, to protect all that are dear to him. 

Note: It starts slowly until recent chapters. 
Interesting side characters, power systems, techniques, and a mixture of variety with the right blend. 
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I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

Four people stood around Gonzalo, their gazes fixed on the black mass of fog a few meters away. Three men and one woman, each holding a different weapon, a stern expression on their faces.

"You called the executives for a mere pup?" One of the males asked, his tone stern and laced with irritation. He had crimson eyes and red paint below his eyelids. His black hair was wavy and unkempt, and he wore a robe over his black clothing, with jagged sleeves. On his back was an iron pole, with a mace at the tip of it.

He was Krit Folly, the Fifth Executive of the Red Peacemakers.

"Oh please, the boss sent just me. The rest of you decided to come with me because you were bored". The female said with an annoyed expression. Her black hair was tied in a ponytail that cascaded down to her waist, and her dark eyes brimmed with life. She wore a white mini jacket over a black crop top and tights, with boots that increased her height by over four inches.

Chapter 252- Elsie's Story 7