Bloodline of the Wizard - Chapter 12 - Entry-Level

The Aliens descended with hostility.In the face of the Alien invasion, humans were as weak as ants.So this was the apocalypse, the true apocalypse.But where there was invasion, there was resistance.For some people, this wasn't the end times, it was war.So this was war.The real war!

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️THIS NOVEL PARTICIPATED IN WSA 2025!---Nero Vaelheim. A name etched in history as that of a fleeting antagonist, a mere stepping stone for the heroes.But what if the pawn refused to be sacrificed?When a devoted reader is reborn in the body of this doomed villain, he has only one goal: to break the script, rewrite his fate… and bend this world to his own rules.After all, why settle for being an obstacle when you can become the ultimate threat?

Kai of the Sorcerer’s Tower is one of the last mages left, barely surviving in a world ruled by creatures of the dark — where the era of mages ended, and most of the lands got contaminated with dead mana. To save his world and fulfil his master’s last wish, he put himself through a forbidden ritual, risking his soul being ripped into pieces to make his way into the past. In an era with abundant mana — an era yet to enter the Golden Era of Magic. Things go wrong, of course, as they always do, and he finds himself thousands of years before the world fell to mana contamination — in the body of a young lord, Arzan. All is not well, though, as the young lord was murdered by someone right at the cusp of a beast wave threatening the territory, while larger threats loom on the horizon. There was a lot to do for Kai to regain his former strength in this time of primitive technology, but then again, he might just be able to change that.

“Who are you lady?”

“How rude I am the goddess of reincarnation!”

A normal young man found himself surrounded by thousands of gods who were observing him silently.

“Shit... did I die?”

“yes... I know it must be hard-”

“LET'S GO GIVE ME MY HAREM AND OP ABILITIES LET ME EXPERIENCE COCKY EGOTISTICAL PEOPLE WHO WILL CALL ME TRASH NO MATTER HOW MUCH I PROVE I'M OVERPOWERED!!!”

Dead silence... Thousands of gods were left speechless.

“ok give me my system or infinite magic or unique bloodline or whatever”

Hearing what the young man said thousands of gods burst into laughter.

“I the God of strength will give you my system”

“I the God of life will give you my system”

“I the God of archery will give you my system”

Every single god gave the young man their system/power causing a unique system to be made just for him.

[Supreme System]