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The Rebirth System!

In the city of Primos, power is everything. In a world of humans with magical ‘abilities’, the strong survive and thrive, while the frail are left to suffer. Either you are born with a strong ability and you’re given the world. Or you are born a regular human, and you are given nothing. You have nothing. You are nothing. Brandyn Santiago, a regular-born citizen of Primos, is forced to endure the demoralising life in Primos and unsurprisingly, he isn’t able to keep his life through the brutal torture from the demonic beasts of the higher social classes. However, he is given another chance. He is reborn with an ability and, now, he has the chance to finally enact his revenge on those who caused him so much torment and anguish!

LELOUP · Fantasy
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242 Chs

Final

"Woah.. I'm surprised that HP thing hasn't come up yet.." Brandyn realised, keeping himself in a crouched posture.

"Dragon's bomb!" Elias exclaimed, while launching a condensed ball of fire at his opponent.

*FWOOSH*

The fire exploded in a cloud of flames and smoke, leaving a prominent injury and burn on Brandyn's stomach.

"Ah! What the-," He muttered, before seeing Elias part the smoke with his pace alone.

In a defensive situation, he was forced to utilise his skill. He slashed Elias' neck with the power of his skill, the rejuvenating slash, and this actually hurt Elias a significant amount. Blood came pouring out from this wound but he was not willing to simply let this go.

*BAM*

*BOW*

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"Huh?!" Brandyn exclaimed, shooting up from the bed in which he laid.

[Quest Complete!]

[+1 Skill]

[Skill: Lucifer Strike]

[The user gains a 2x increase to strength for a single punch. The skill takes a lot of stamina.]

[COST: N/A]

"Elias really rocked you hard out there. I don't understand why he didn't hold back more." One of the healers said, healing Brandyn's burn on his chest.

"2x strength! That's insane! Surely Elias isn't that much more than twice my strength, If I had this skill in there, I might've actually hurt him more. I wonder what that cost things for. It's probably something I'll get once I unlock the store." Brandyn surmised, lifting himself up to leave the medical room.

"Hey, I'm not done with that injury!" The healer said, as he signalled for Brandyn to get back on the chair.

This healer wore the signature black suit but his helmet had been deactivated to allow his voice to be heard more clearly.

"It'll heal." Brandyn coldly remarked, taking his shirt to then leave the room.

Botan and Aria were able to make it to the Round 32 but their expertise wasn't enough to make it to the following rounds. Aria was stopped in her tracks by an incredibly powerful opponent, that was able to dismantle her in seconds.

Botan, dejectedly, strolled through the halls with his eyes glued to his feet. As he was walking, he was unable to notice that Brandyn had walked right past him. The muscly fighter lifted his arm to pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about it, man. This is only the start. You'll get stronger. We'll get stronger." Brandyn said, with a new aura of confidence around himself.

Since he now had some power to his name and achievement, his charisma was little but it had multiplied from its prior non-existence.

The fights dwindled down the number of fighters until only 2 remained. The 2 strongest.

Elias Drake and Clark Mateo.

"This is the match we've all been waiting for! The match between the 2 strongest! Who will come out on top?! Well, let's see now! May the match begin!"

*fwoosh*

Clark blasted into the air and caused a cloud of sand to erupt beneath his feet. He wore a compact and tight black undershirt, equipped with some tight underpants and trousers. Across his left chest area, there was his family crest.

"Come down now and stop being such a weakling!" Elias exclaimed with fury, pulling back his two arms.

Inside his palms, a collection of fire accumulated into two fireballs. With 2 forceful swings, he let these balls fly and soar towards Clark. The two balls of fire roared and crackled as they came towards him but he was more than capable of managing himself. He swerved past these attacks acrobatically and managed to leave himself unscathed.

"Annoying b*stard!" Elias uttered from below, clenching his fist to cause a cloud of embers to blast out from his fist.

*vrmm*

Clark's eyes switched to their signature red and the veins in hid eyes started to glow a prominent red.

*PYOO*

2 beams of hot, energetic energy soared down to Elias and the beams travelled at more than 100 miles per hour. They were fast but Elias was able to lift his arm just in time since the beams had to travel a considerable distance before they reached him. Due to the fortifications across his forearm skin, the overall destruction from the beams was minute.

4 more red beams of energy blasted out from his eyes and soared towards Elias, who was just about fast enough to dodge them by backing away rapidly. He covered more than 25 metres but Clark simply followed right after him like a hawk.

*VOOM*!

Clark made a dive down, sharpening his body as if it were an arrow and his speed multiplied as a result. The air around him flowed right over his streamline body and he came down with a right punch.

This right punch landed across Elias' jaw and swerved his entire body around. The force was intensified from his far superhuman speed and his fist felt like a cannonball that was launched out of a cannon to Elias.

Luckily, his scales were able to absorb a considerable amount of the force but it still left a throbbing sensation on his cheek.

*whoosh*

As Clark landed back on the ground, he zoomed across the ground with the aid of his flight and caused a bunch of sand and dust to be lifted from the arena ground. As he traversed across the arena, he cocked back his fist and threw it straight on towards Elias. This time, he was able to block but the amplified force from his momentum launched him back. As he slid away, 2 straight trails were left ahead and another thin cloud of sand had formed.

With 2 forceful grunts, Elias hurled forwards two fireballs. As the first one approached Clark, he swiftly dipped under the incoming ball and was left unscathed. As the second one was shot towards him, he slowed down his pace to more of a walking pace and while doing this, his eyes glowed in the signature red colour as it did before.

Instead of launching distinct beams of energy, he utilised his laser vision in the form of two continuous beams that were still being emitted from his eyes. Once these 2 lasers came into contact with the fire, it completely destroyed its structure and blasted the flames into little embers that scattered.