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Reincarnated Hero System

It was just a game; one Evan played way too much, but it was still a game in the end. At least it that’s what it was supposed to be... However, on the day the main quest ended, he discovered it was more than just a game. The world of Aidos was real and the demon threat was even more so. He was sent to be the leader of the new generation of heroes and save the world from the demon invasion by the god who made the game. Unfortunately, nothing was as simple as it may have seemed. As the truth behind the invasion and the previous Seven Heroes was slowly revealed, he began to have second thoughts about his choices. He began questioning if the demons were truly the enemies of Aidos. Even more so, when he discovered a new truth. That he may not actually be who he thought he was. #wsa2022 WSA 2022 Entry [Check out my other stories from my profile: Godslayer’s Legend & Beyond the Bloodline] ◇ ◇ ◇ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/ZXyAjGtS4r ◇ ◇ ◇ Support Me: https://ko-fi.com/michae_l ◇ ◇ ◇ I'm new to writing so I hope you all will support me on this journey. I'm hoping for your review on what you think about the book. Constructive criticisms are allowed too. Cover by KingU ◇ ◇ ◇ DISCLAIMER! This novel is a work of fiction and though it draws inspiration from historical places and events, it is by no means meant to be a realistic representation of any current or historical events, places cultures, or people. The story may contain themes and events that may be disturbing to some people and if you are "triggered" by pretty much anything at all, It may not be suitable for you as I will not limit myself in terms of themes, events, or topics while writing.

_michael · Fantasy
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Interlude 1 – The Eternal’s Thoughts

It was, an infinite darkness.

No matter how far one went, there was no end

No matter how long one waited, there was no dawn.

There was one spot, where there was light.

A throne that floated within the darkness--Only there.

A being sat on this throne looking at a screen in front of him, displayed on the screen was the image of an eleven-year-old boy rolling on his bed.

"Even though I said that, I was not actually going to take away the blessing."

He waved his hand and the screen disappeared.

"He's still weak for now, Artemisia really outdid herself sending him over there."

He sighed as he thought of the goddess who claimed she did not care about the world, yet took great pain to send someone to save it.

"Hopefully, 'he' doesn't get pissed when 'he' wakes up from his sleep."

His heterochromatic red and blue eyes flashed, lighting up his face temporarily.

"Oh well, I have things to do myself. It's been far too long since an enjoyable event happened, why don't I start it up myself this time?"

He grinned as he disappeared from there, leaving the throne behind in the infinite darkness.