Zedee

After losing everything at the age of seven Chari develops a split personality or rather a second him is born within himself. Although they shared many similarities there were many difference between them, one of them being his alter's propensity for violence. 

Chari and his alter, Luck, later find themselves once again in a tango with death which they inevitably lose but in that moment of grief they are suddenly reborn as twins into a world plagued by a brutal war between civilization and the Phantoms. 

In a world with scheming clans, murderous elves and lustful beastfolk they will have to do everything in their power to adapt or die. 

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Fueled by an ever burning determination to protect those he cares about and his bubbling insanity Luck sets his mind on one goal. Become overwhelmingly strong, strong enough to shake the very foundations of this new world. 

After all, the clans are not the only ones with secrets. 

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

TYPE: [WARNING]

[IMMINENT DEATH]

[YOUR BODY IS SLOWLY BUT SURELY BREAKING APART.]

[SYSTEM INTERVENTION…]

[TEMPORARY SKILL UNLOCK]

[LOADING…]

[SECOND SPIRIT TECHNIQUE ACTIVE]

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Dual Reincarnation: The Main Villain is ME!

Agnes' sword came down without mercy right upon Chari's glaive. He was breathing heavily while Agnes still seemed slightly relaxed.

This made Chari wonder if this truly was the difference between a master and a General. She was a single class above him and yet she was so much more powerful…

'No, that is not the right line of thinking.'

Agnes was a General, true but her strength did not come merely due to class, if that was the case then there would not be the cases of some masters being able to take on some generals.

Agnes was just strong, even in her class she was no doubt a force to be reckoned with.

Using the now muddy floor to quicken his movements, Chari slid on its slick surface, skidding back. Agnes gave him no room to breath charging forward as well but Chari had expected that.

He lifted his glaive, holding it with both hands to defend himself.

Keep your clothes on!