George_Nader_3914

Reborn into a world where magic and martial arts reign supreme, George awakens with an extraordinary advantage—a system. Yet, he is nothing more than a helpless infant in the eyes of those around him.

As he slowly uncovers the secrets of his new world, George must navigate his early years with caution. With magic beyond his age and intelligence far exceeding his peers, he faces a delicate challenge: how to cultivate power while remaining unnoticed.

But the world is far larger than his small village, and forces beyond his comprehension are already in motion. The path to strength is treacherous, and even with his system, survival is not guaranteed.

What awaits him beyond his quiet beginnings?

reincarnating into a new world

George woke up to the sight of red-coloured clouds with countless zombies and titanic figures of devils all over. George instinctively tightened his grip of his left hand, feeling the sword still on him.

A smirk appeared on his face. 'ora, activate emergency override'

His eyes turned from light shades of brown to black and irises turning white. Horns growing from the top of his skull, winges that stretched across meters spread out. Nails growing slightly, black hair appeared instead of the white old ones and a serious expression on George.

His sword, filled with golden drawings the shape of dragons on a black surface. The golden drawings glowed with power and surges of energy beamed from the now demonic-state of the man.

Hordes of zombies came forth with numerous different shapes and sizes rushing towers George, all their eyes gleaming with hadred and madness. George swung his sword vertically, desimating the creature in front.

A small ding sounded in his mind yet still focused on his battle. He swung forth again and again with corpses piling up like a small hill.

The sounds that came never stopped until the sword ceased of movement. When George swung his last strike, he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

Infront of him lay a single lifeform and behind him lay corpses that reached the clouds.

'if only I was stronger, if only I worked harder.'

Despair and hopelessness showed in his eyes as the figure hidden in fog whispered " you have grown, George. I have always hated your guts, just throwing all your problems on me while you went out, spending time with women. Well, now I shall exact vengeance on you. How does it feel like to be mocked by your best friend? Or rather ex best friend? Well, I guess I would never know so just die !"

Suddenly, George's eyes greamed. 'Yes how could I have forgotten ! I still have my reincarnation orb from when I got the system!. Ora, use the reincarnation orb now !!!'

'5% of the reincarnation orb absorbed'

'24% of the reincarnation orb absorbed'

'47% of the reincarnation orb absorbed'

'62% of the reincarnation orb absorbed'

Each time the percentage increased, so did George's anxiety, 'what if he strikes me while I am absorbing the orb? What if my soul is too damaged from using the emergency override function?'.

These thoughts kept him too occupied to focus on his opponent and throughout the opponent's talk, he noticed George's anxiety and hope in his eyes.

The foggy creature suddenly realised ' is he trying something secretly?!'. He swung his dagger through George's chest swiftly to stop George from trying to fight back.

"Hm, trying to fight back now?! Stay dead forever!" He then swung his dagger 7 more times in different areas to be sure that he was dead.

The foggy figure left disappointed ' I guess that was the last one. How is this any different from all the past saints? All of them tried the same thing yet failed '

The beginning