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

Bella laughed loudly beside Aengus, clutching her stomach as if she had just heard the most amusing joke.

"So, you think I'm weak?" Aengus muttered with a faint smile, his sharp gaze falling on Fiona and the others.

"Of course. You look so young, Heir of Kievan," one of the Head Law Enforcers, Gilberto, said calmly. "You can't possibly compare to Emperor Vansing in terms of power and intelligence. Why not consider waiting for your own sake, Heir?"

Despite his calm tone, Gilberto's words were patronizing, meant to undermine Aengus' authority.

Aengus chuckled lightly but didn't respond immediately. As a man capable of sensing the intricate web of conspiracies forming before him, he knew better than to reveal his true strength too soon. However, he couldn't afford to show any weakness either.

Chapter 392: Competition of Brain and Brawns