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Savior! Redemption in Another World!

Vincent DeCourville was not a stupid man, supposedly. He was a young college student, who through a mix of luck and more luck was able land a full ride scholarship. That was about a year ago, the height of his life. Present day, we find Vincent DeCourville plummeting off the side of his college dorms, a note and shoes left on the edge. However, for the first time in his life, Vincent defies his cowardly nature and declares, in his final moments, "I want to live, I'm too good to die here!" Unfortunately, gravity does not bend to the wills of man, and Vincent Decourville was no more. Until one man came to him upon his death, offering a hand. "So even the cowardly can be prideful in death. Perfect." And so, Vincent Decourville died but was given one more chance. One final chance to redeem his cowardly life, in another world! ----

Glass_Man · Fantasy
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95 Chs

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After having come clean about my apparently abnormal mana perception, the walk back to the union hall was one filled with awkward silence from Ivy and Teresa, whilst Flare was pestering me with a renewed interest.

"What color are all the different mana types? Is cloak a certain color? Why do you cast silently sometimes but not all the time?" She went on and on and eventually my two-word answers were getting annoying to even me.

"I don't know! I don't know how much mana I have, I don't know why I can perceive mana so well, I don't know how I stole your stuff, and for the last time I can't sense another person's mana!" I say, nearly yelling at Flare.

"How can you be so certain? I've heard of some mages being able to guess the mana capacity of another based solely on mana perception." Teresa said, breaking her nearly hour-long streak of silence.