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How wise is it to make an enemy of the divine. In the end, there a fine line between the divine and human...and to cross it is the biggest taboo a living thing can commit.

But this was one Tabbo he was willing to cross.
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Kyle Armstrong was a man who could do anything...in his past life. He climbed up to the pinnacle of power using his sheer determination and ruthlessness. However, because of God's who did not want the likes of him around, he failed.

Everything was supposed to be over for him...until he got a second chance at life. However, there was a catch-he was thrown in a new world that was similar, yet different to his previous one. 

Here, he must occupy the body of a Useless noble master and regain all he has lost....while also battling all the people who want him out of the way to claim his inheritance.

The battle to glory and godhood is not an easy one, and the road is filled with blood. But Kyle has already overcome all this once. A second time will pose to not be a problem for him.
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r18 is mainly gore...and MC's tendencies. You have been warned. Harem and Romance will be slow since the MC has other priorities in life.. No Yuri, no NTR. But there will be a lot of catfighting between female characters for MC's attention.
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Gifts = more chapters.
1 Castle = 2 extra chapters. 
100 GT = 2 extra chapters 
500 PS = 2 extra chapters

Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent

The crowd gathered near the estate's arena, nobles, knights, and servants murmuring among themselves with barely contained excitement.

Whispers of the duel had spread like wildfire, and now every pair of eyes was fixed on the center stage, eager to witness which of Duke Armstrong's sons would stake the stronger claim to the future of the duchy.

Nigel stepped forward first, his gaze calm but firm, mana gently rippling off his form like a tide ready to crash. His voice rang clear, confident, and resolute.

"I'll be the one to fight. For my honor—and for my brother's."

The crowd hushed at his declaration. The Duke, seated in his elevated position, gave a small nod.

Across the arena, Christan gave a dry chuckle and motioned toward his personal guard. A knight clad in black armor, face hidden behind a darkened visor, stepped forward in silence.

Ch 306: The Challange - Part 2