Elias_Nightwalker

"Congratulations on receiving the following Unique Skills:-
–Appraisal (Basic)
–Skill Absorption (Mythic)
–Universal Synthesis (Ultimate)"

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"Synthesis Skills— Swift Sword Strike + Fire Toad's Breath."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations! Your Skill Synthesis was successful."

"Your skills evolved into: Azula Sword Strike.‌"

"Synthesis Materials— Titanium Runic Sword + Wyvern Bones"

"Congratulations! You Synthesis was successful. Your Sword has evolved into Skeletal Dragon Sword."

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In a heart-wrenching tale of loneliness and despair, Ethan's life has been one of unending tragedy. Orphaned at a young age and tormented by a relentless terminal illness, he spent his final days confined to a cold, confined hospital room. 

As he takes his last breath, he awakened in a mysterious void, where Ethan is given the opportunity to choose three unique skills that will define his new existence. With millions of options but only three choices, he carefully selects his path, setting the stage for an extraordinary journey of Reincarnation.

Reincarnated into a fantastical world filled with magical Skills, powerful beings, and untold dangers, Ethan must navigate his new life, wielding the skills he chose to survive and thrive in a realm where anything is possible. 

But the question remains: Will this second life bring him the happiness and purpose he was denied in his first, or will it lead him down an even darker path?


Chapter release: 2 chs/day 


Guys, its my first time writing, and it might not suit everyone. I can only say sorry in advance. Thanks for reading!

Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Ehehehe... Where are you two going in such a hurry?" a mocking voice was heard from behind.

Aengus and Bella's steps faltered. They stopped in a deserted alleyway and turned around to face the source of the voice.

A demonic woman stood before them, her hideous face marred by deep scars. A grotesque third eye, dark and unblinking, sat ominously on her forehead.

"So, two half-breeds, eh? Not bad. You two will do just fine as compensation for the damage you caused," she cackled, her voice dripping with malice.

Bella remained calm despite the sight of the Archdemon blocking their path.

"She's a witch," Bella remarked, her tone casual. "They're known for their curse powers and dark arts."

Aengus, already aware thanks to his Appraisal ability, nodded, his eyes narrowing. He conjured Death Claws, dark tendrils of energy forming into sharp, menacing shapes around his hands, and unleashed his Darkness King's Authority.

Chapter 142: The Witch