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

With a faint gesture, the door swung open, revealing Myria's cold, expressionless face.

"Oh my, oh my, we have a guest already. Come in, Princess!" Bella greeted with a faintly teasing smile.

Myria frowned but ignored Bella's jab, much like she had done the last time. Without a word, she strode into the room, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword tightly.

Her eyes betrayed a mixture of hesitation and wariness, yet it was clear that her growing curiosity had driven her to this moment.

"What can I do for you, Princess?" Aengus asked calmly, seated comfortably on the bed. Though his tone was inquiring, it was clear he already knew why she had come.

Myria's gaze flickered between Bella and Aengus before she spoke, "Zytherion, right?"

Aengus's expression didn't waver, but his tone grew firm as he replied, "No. It should be 'Your Highness' to you."

Chapter 394: Secret Meet