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A surge of magical energy coursed through him, a roaring torrent that found its way into his palm as he voiced his incantation with unrestrained determination: "Firebolt!" A luminescent heptagram materialized from his outstretched hand, hovering before him, gathering the surrounding energy to manifest a grand sphere of roaring flames. It hummed with potential, awaiting his command to assault the malevolent creature looming before him. The creature, a beast with wolf-like features, bore menacing red eyes that once struck terror into his heart. But with the awakening of his magic, fear was a forgotten shadow. Without hesitation, he released the fiery sphere towards the beast. A brilliant explosion enveloped the monstrosity, scorching its onyx fur and searing its flesh with unbearable agony. A triumphant smirk tugged at his lips, a single breath of relief escaping as the imminent danger faded away. As the creature succumbed to its fiery demise, he reveled in his newfound power, a declaration of victory escaping his lips: "I did it! I have become... a Sage!" ____________________________________________________ WARNING: If you cannot stand dark stuff like rape, murder, gore, etc, my work is not for you. Ordinary man MC Isekai-ed in a world full of conflicts, but most of all, he needs to resolve his inner-conflict. Weak to strong. As a first-time writer, worldbuilding is my forte. The writing and English grammar need to be improved... and I'm continually learning. My chapters are usually longer than the standard on WN, 3-4k words instead of 1.5k words. I manage(d) to publish twice weekly, but by the length of my chapters, it's basically the same amount of content you'll get with daily chapters of 1.5k words. Chapter updates when I have the time, unfortunately. If you wish to directly support me, you can send DOGE to this address: DPy7f5UxEEvty424M7KxfEhGA3dECtQcn8 Cover art is MINE.

Tengu_San · Fantasy
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93 Chs

Chapter 66: Fylon'ar yi vahsy'len

Somewhere in Rivella, in the middle of the night.

Screams of pain echoed through the dark, damp, and eerie dungeon. Rats ran everywhere through the corridors made of stones and bones, frightened by those terrifying screams.

"Arrggghhh!" it could be heard coming from a room shrouded in shadow.

The unfortunate victim in pain was screaming with his legs and arms tied to a wooden cross, while his eyes were blindfolded.

A dark figure took the red-hot poker off the poor aching prisoner's leg and said in a gruesome voice:

"TaLK.

TEll ME AbOuT tHE quEEn."

"Haha... huff...

I have already told you all… huff…

that I am just a humble merchant…" the prisoner whispered, panting in pain.

"LiES." the torturer cried angrily pointing the burning poker in the face of the prisoner, and then continued revealing:

"YoU Are a DEMON.

YoU WEre BEtrAyED."

"Huff...