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

Aengus' eyes narrowed as he observed the Originator's essence reconstructing itself, reversing time as if death was never a possibility for such a being.

"Impossible!" Raizel muttered, his voice laced with disbelief.

A disdainful "Hmph!" escaped the Originator's lips.

That single snort alone crushed Gaia and Historia into a formless mush. Their divine bodies were torn apart, yet they did not die—trapped instead in an agonizing state of eternal suffering.

The pain was unlike anything they had ever endured. A suffering so pure, so absolute, that their very existence trembled under its weight.

Raizel clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as he watched his companions in their miserable state.

The Originator, basking in their despair, let out a deep chuckle. His one glowing eye fixated on Aengus and Raizel with pure condescension.

Chapter 465: Raizel's Death!