The Duke's Masked Wife - Chapter 481 Wounded (3)

Aiden Nightshade was raised as an assassin since he was young and he had become known to the world and many feared him. This talent in assassination gave him the title of the Reaper, but his cause of death wasn’t something anyone could have expected...

But the universe brought him back to another world.

In this world, he discovered that people have different powers that he had never seen before, those who had them were called the Awakened.

To gain power, the awakened had to go to a place called the Otherworld, and clear trials that were given to them.

Using his experience as an assassin and using new skills which he couldn’t dream of before, he decided to become the strongest awakened in this new world.

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“Hey, hurry up and massacre those bandits!”

I intervene in all events of the game. And take it away.

[This is an everlasting love story.]

The second son of the Count family, Tullius Shernan Oubeniel, was a person who reincarnated from modern day Japan. That is, a person who has a single experience of death. With no understanding as to how he was reincarnated, he thought that perhaps, he might be reincarnated next time in the same way. Yet, his fear of death was greater than anything – above that, he could only do things such that he avoids death. Peculiar to this world were certain kinds of magic and one of them was alchemy. Choosing this class of magic, he was said to be able to attain perpetual youth and longevity. With that as his only salvation and goal, he had to reach out his hand towards the deepest secrets of alchemy and did so as though it was the only way for him to live. Even if there were sacrifices to be made for that end.

A s*ave maid admired him from his youth. A Count family. Adventurer. s*ave. Citizen. Aristocrat. Country. Humans. Other beings that were not human…… Just because of one man’s delusional obsessions, many lives were changed, warped, torn apart. Even then, Tullius’s footsteps never knew pause. Everything was so that he could reach the forever he longed for.

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