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

"Why, Grandmaster Baldor? Do you have any problem that I am not aware of?" Aengus asked, narrowing his eyes at the giant behind him.

Baldor flinched momentarily before regaining his composure.

"Ah, no, no, Your Highness. You may do as you wish. But don't you think it's an overstatement to claim you can build a Heaven-Class Battleship by yourself?"

Aengus didn't seem offended. Instead, he smiled and turned to Hog.

"Oh? Was that an overestimation of myself, Elder Hog?"

"No, My Emperor. I believe you to be both wise and brilliant."

Then, his gaze shifted to Baldor, his voice turning strict.

"Grandmaster, why don't you follow the Emperor's wishes? Whether he succeeds or fails is for him to decide."

"And if you are worried about any losses—please don't be. Everything here belongs to His Majesty, after all. Even your very own little life."

Chapter 411: The Heart