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The Over-Break System

After Suddenly Dying due to a Nuclear Strike in World World Three, our Main Characters, two brothers, find themselves standing before the two Deities whose Religious Artifacts they wore upon death. The Two Deities give them a choice, enter the Cycle of reincarnation as usual, without their memories, or Reincarnate into a world of their choosing while keeping their Memories. However, Option 2 carries a high cost; if they die…that’s the end of the line; they are wiped from existence. This is a gripping tale of Battles, Bloodshed, and Mental trauma from their past lives told in a different style than typically seen in a Webnovel or Light Novel. A tale where two brothers are set up against impossible odds in a world where they truly only have each other to rely on. But… are their lives truly their own or have they become playthings and chess pieces in a grander, Divine plan. ((THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN A VERY SPECIFIC WESTERN FORMAT, WHERE CERTAIN CHARACTERS WILL BE HIGHLIGHTED IN CERTAIN WAYS MORE THAN OTHERS! AT ITS CORE, THIS STORY DOES HAVE 2 MAIN CHARACTERS, EVEN IF EARLY ON, IT DOES NOT SEEM THAT WAY!)) Commissioned Cover Art Made By https://www.instagram.com/xx_crimsonx_xx/ Check out the discord DISCORD, https://discord.gg/j4VNbvNC6u--

ScotchTy · Fantasy
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677 Chs

Patricide of the Patriarch (4)

**Hey yall, sorry about the almost month Hiatus; things at home have been rough; partner that with the job I picked up for a few months, and it was a recipe for disaster. Things should be good now; anywho, back into the fight a long time coming.1500 words this weekend and back to normal Monday**

 

 

"I SHOULD HAVE KILLED YOU YEARS AGO!" Lithlen screamed as his Aura exploded forth. 

With the explosion of Aura, a projection manifested behind Lithlen, that of a massive Green Wolf, and with his fingers curled inward in a claw, the old man rushed forward to attack the Susanoo-clad Cynrik. 

However, the young man was ready and instantly slammed his skeletal construct arm down in a chopping motion, pounding his grandfather into the ground like a hammer to a nail. 

{Brancie, you still alive,} Cynrik shouted into the mind link as he brought the skeletal arm up only to repeatedly slam it into the ground several more times.