From Deadbeat noble to Top Rank Swordsman - Chapter 8: A Blade That Watches Back

So here's the pitch: I got reincarnated with Mangekyo Sharingan.Sounds overpowered, right? Instant win button?Except I can barely keep it active for thirty seconds without feeling like my brain's being microwaved. My chakra reserves are pathetic. My combat experience is zero. And the system that gave me these powers took one look at my situation and said “good luck” before fucking off into hibernation.Oh, and the Hero Killer—the guy who murders heroes for not being “worthy”—just decided my mom wasn't good enough. She'll never walk again.I know when he'll strike next. I know where. I've got exactly four weeks to train.Four weeks to go from “can't throw a punch without tripping” to “can survive a fight with a serial killer.”The smart move? Stay out of it. Let the pro heroes handle it.But I'm fifteen, angry, and apparently making life decisions with the wisdom of a shounen protagonist.At least I'm in General Studies. Low expectations.What does being a hero have to do with revenge anyway?

their example, leading to continuous warfare! However, the aboriginal people of this otherworld who have been blinded by the aesthetics of violence! Rightnow! And in the future! Let me teach you what kind of mecha represents the romance of a man! Let me show you what kind of propulsion is the iron torrent! Let me instruct you what kind of weapon is the deterrence for peace (implied by “nuclear” here)! Let me! Teach you! What exactly is the air-to-ground cluster offensive and the all-round air, sea, and land strike!! Gentlemen! I, indeed, love war! But what I love even more is to stop war with war and bring about a prosperous future where the whole world is unified for thousands of generations! Unite all nations and subdue all races! When the whole world is united as one, it will last forever...

Content Advisory: Some scenes may be intense or disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.Three hundred years ago, in the Empire of Elarion, the Goddess of Resentment, Khaeren, cursed humanity for their greed of power and lust while the Goddess of Healing, Mirath, blessed certain souls with the power to heal.Duke Alaric Davenmore, a famed swordsman, is tasked with leading a unit to fight the monsters born from this ancient curse along with his twin brothers Lyric and Sylas, and the youngest prince Cael. In search of a healer, they find Soren, a quiet commoner persuaded by a friend to apply. But they only see him not as a true healer—only a substitute.Even as an exceptional healer, not only did the nobles ignore but even the temple doesn't want a commoner inside their sacred ground.Soren cannot feel physical pain, but his heart carries a lifetime of emotional wounds. As they fight monsters and face the dangers of the empire, will their differences keep them apart, or will they finally acknowledge the feelings they've been trying to ignore?And for Soren, who has never truly felt before—will he finally discover what it means to be healed, or sink deeper into the abyss within his heart?

In 2006, Xu Xin had a dream. In the dream, he saw a bad entertainment circle. Desperate for gaining a position, and go to great lengths for traffic.

“In this case, why can’t we live as a beam of light?”

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