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

To the astonishment of everyone, the bullets did indeed connect with the cosplay man's body—but they didn't even pierce through his clothing.

The sight was eerily familiar to scenes from the superhero movies they had watched, but this was real, happening right in front of them.

"F-fu*k..." one of the hooligans stammered, his voice trembling. It was the exact moment they realized they'd made a grave mistake.

"Wh-who are you, bro?" the leader muttered, his hands shaking uncontrollably from the shock that gripped him.

Aengus didn't grant them the luxury of pondering further.

With a wave of his hand, the gang leader disintegrated into black ashes, the act as casual as if he were brushing away dust. His presence radiated an aura of such unrelenting menace that it left no doubt—he was the Devil Incarnate himself.

"Let's go," Aengus said, his tone calm but final, as he grabbed Bella's hand and pulled her along firmly.

Chapter 373: A Crucial Choice