Aurora22

In a world where kingdoms rise and fall, a seasoned player unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the very game he once mastered—Caldera. However, his new life as a ruler comes with a crushing twist: severe debuffs and harsh restrictions on his talents make survival nearly impossible. Against overwhelming odds, he fights tooth and nail to carve out a legacy. Despite his brilliance in strategy and marvels in combat, failure becomes his ultimate fate.

But fate offers him another chance.

Reborn at the start of the game, now without the crippling debuffs and armed with all the knowledge, experience, and hard-won lessons of his previous life, he faces the world anew.

This novel is a bit fast-paced compared to current mainstream trends. It will delve into human nature and how far people are willing to go for meager profit. Most characters will be evil, and even the good ones only appear good because the actions they take align with their own interests, rather than being motivated by true goodness.

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Lord of Caldera

Sylas's fist connected with the man's chin, sending him flying. He crashed to the ground, rolling several times before trying to get back up. His vision blurred, and his balance wavered as though he'd been struck by a thunderbolt.

"Why… why can't I hit you?!" the man shouted, desperation creeping into his voice.

"Why?" Sylas smirked. "Because your attacks are predictable. No matter how fast you are, your intent and stance give you away. You're practically announcing your moves."

"You've never fought anyone on your level, have you? You've only ever crushed weaker opponents, haven't you?" Sylas's words hit home, and the man froze, his silence betraying the truth. Sylas chuckled knowingly.

"Your movements are raw, untested in real combat. It doesn't matter how good your technique is if you've never used it against someone equal—or stronger."

Chapter 288