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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

Grayback · Fantasy
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1917 Chs

+ Berserker Class

"Boy, have you been using me as an example for your ranking journey?"

Ivar asked, looking at Eren curiously. The latter didn't take much time to understand what the Sage Berserker was talking about.

Ivar assumed that Eren practiced the paths of berserker and close combat expert at the same time. Although there was no doubt in his mind that Eren was a close combat expert, the moves he had shown in the battle ring portrayed him as an excellent berserker.

Eren didn't correct Ivas by saying that he was a berserker in his past timeline. He decided to use the Sage berserker's assumption about him as the foundation to further his own agenda.

"That's… that's right, Sage Ivar."

The butcher sounded nervous. He looked at Ivar as if he was meeting his idol– his eyes exuding a peculiar shine. He gulped and cleared his throat before speaking further.