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

"Let's go to the Imperial Continent, My Emperor. The Throne awaits you," Faction Leader Hog proposed firmly, his tone resolute. The urgency in his voice reflected the centuries of waiting and anticipation.

Aengus and Bella exchanged a doubtful glance, silently communicating their concerns.

Sensing their hesitation, Hog stepped forward and reassured them. "Don't worry, My Emperor. Vansing won't dare harm you as long as we five Ancient Protectors are by your side. Furthermore, you have supporters scattered across thousands of worlds, ready to rise at your command.

Now is the time to reclaim the Imperial Throne. If Vansing Dimitri refuses to relinquish it peacefully, we are prepared to lay down our lives for you."

"Yes, yes, My Emperor," the other four ancient protectors echoed, their voices filled with conviction. "We will handle everything. You need not concern yourself with the details."

Chapter 387: Departure