Naruto: The Outsider's Resolve - Chapter 10.8 (374)

[ READ ATLEAST TILL CHAPTER ARE FREE THEN YOU DECIDED IF YOU WANT TO READ MORE OR NOTTHANK YOU ]Betrayed in his past life, Sam dies with a heart full of regret and anger. But fate grants him a second chance.Born as bastard son.... of whom ? ...Will his life be same surviving in the street eating shits..or will Sam be able to claim what was meant to be his...Find more about in the story....Born in the shadows. Forged in blood. Destined to rise.

”What is justice? What is evil? If given a second chance, I would no longer care about the opinions of others and only seek immortality.“With a cry to the heavens, Dusk Vale met his tragic end.But fate had other plans. He was granted a mysterious power that sent him back 300 years to the moment everything began.In this new life, he would live without concern for the judgments of others. No more restraint, no more hesitation — he would use any means necessary to achieve true immortality.What is the best villain? In my opinion, it is someone who does a lot of evil but is still considered a good person by some people. Someone who never really thinks about others but has many people who are loyal to him.Can one person defeat the entire world? Stupid, humans are born on the same level; surpassing one person is already not easy, let alone surpassing all of them combined. That is why Dusk will absolutely not act alone in this life.

Every myth and legend is a path to Godhood!

I had finally done it—achieved the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed stats, impenetrable armor, and so many resistances that death itself had given up on me. I was an unkillable tank, an indomitable force. Nothing could stop me.And then my PC exploded.I died.Irony, thou art a cruel mistress.But instead of the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in the wrong freaking genre. Instead of castles and dungeons, there were people flying around on swords, shooting qi beams like fantasy laser guns.“This is definitely the wrong genre,” I muttered, watching a pompous young master sneer at me.“Kowtow, kiss my foot, and beg for forgiveness!” he declared.I looked at my imaginary maxed-out health bar, then at his flimsy silk robes.Oh, this was going to be fun.