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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

'She brought the fight to the field?'

Raph thought as he swung his sword through the air, the tension palpable as he charged forward with a sudden surge of power.

Katherin wasn't any later, her body exuding waves of flames as she charged in right at the same time.

A collision of power and energy occurred, wind and flames bursting through the air as the recoil pushed them back.

He couldn't put it together nor decipher her reason for suddenly changing locations, but it was clear that the field was open and attracted more Spectators.

He dug into his past memories as they clashed again.

Fists suffused with flames smashing against Raph's cold blade.

Their movement was precise and their speed escalated with each passing moment.

Each strike caused a drastic recoil of force, the field suffering the brunt of it as it descended into a crater with repeated energy slams.

Chapter 298- Festival 29- Punishment mismanagement