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Fallen Lightbringers' Return

One day, a mechanical voice appeared in all of humanities head: [survive]. Dungeons started to surface, Historical Figures reappeared, Gods had turned real, and ordinary people gained the supernatural ability to rule the new era. However, they could not beat The Shadow. In such world, The Lightbringer, Lee Dojin had sacrificed everything... and perished right on New Year. Upon his death, the dungeons called him once more, and he warped to another universe where the apocalypse hadn't sarted yet; a universe 20 years ago. This time he would not be The Lightbringer, instead, he'd walk the path of shadows. --he'd become a controller of parallel universes. Only he knows the end of this world. Only he has seen the end of a universe. With this new chance, can he turn around the life he had once forfeited? "Child of The Shadow, there is another world waiting for you." ------------------------------- For chapters not yet released here, news of updates and future merch, character art, and discussions with either readers or writers, please follow this link: https://discord.gg/RnRQD73j8b or write me on Rafuk#5512.

Hyowha · Fantasy
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"That's not good." Lee Dojin closed the message, though it didn't quite disappear out of his mind.

Ji-ah and Hassan agreed. They may not know what exactly Dojin had planned, but observing his face, it didn't seem to be going well. The two of them watched the child shadows in front of them. Half an hour didn't seem enough to beat them.

"What's wrong, why are you not activating the Day of Judgement?" The shadow stopped moving.

"It's sacrilegious that you can even use the ability." Lee Dojin crossed his arms. He saw his hands shaking. Though one could not see it on his face, he had long overexerted himself. Even if his spirit and mind were there, his body could not handle much more. Still, he had to fight. "Day of Judgement." Sweat dripped from his neck. He huffed. "First Trumpet, Scorched Earth."

"So tenacious. Incredible," the shadow could not help praise him. "I wonder if we met under different circumstances, would we have been friends?"

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