I Am Really Not The Son of Providence - Chapter 55: The White Tiger Saintess of the Divine Firmament Sacred Grounds

I became a doctor in Rhodes Island through the old-fashioned way, but my initial suit seems to be a little bit wrong… What’s going on with this Fluorostar battle suit?

Kar-El, Son of Helium Star, Bronya, Ural Silver Wolf, Jin, Goddess of Dawn, Leona, Dessert General Katakuri, Revolutionary Army Officer Bartholomi Kuma, Seven Wukai Hawkeye Miho Ke, Ship Doctor Kira Yoshikage, Oceanographer Jotaro Kujo, Madagascar Penguin Agent…All the character skins you can think of, this system can be yours…Random, once a day, no return , the final interpretation right belongs to ‘Dress of Love’.

“My name is Jogo, I’m 24 years old, I’m a doctor, unmarried, I work in the Rhode Island headquarters, and I have to work overtime every day until 8:00 in the evening before I can go back to the dormitory; I don’t smoke, I only drink lightly; I go to bed at 10:00 in the evening , I need to sleep for 9 hours every day. Before going to bed, I will swallow a piece of bread, eat three packs of seasonings, then pour a pot of boiling water, go to bed and fall asleep immediately, and never leave fatigue and stress until the next day God, Kelsey says I’m normal.”

“I just woke up this morning, what are you talking about in your sleep, doctor?”

“I just want to say, Amiya, please pass me the mirror and let me see what new work I have done today.”

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Solver Keter, one of the Five Lunatics of Lawless City, regresses to when he was the illegitimate son of a doomed archery family.“If I regressed and couldn’t even save my family, I might as well go kill myself.”For my family? No, for my freedom!

[Warning: Mature Content 18+, Harem, No NTR!]He was only ten years old when his world turned to ash. Hidden behind a door, shivering with helplessness and fear, the boy peered through the keyhole and watched his parents die. He never knew who killed them. He never even saw the faces of those who took everything from him.The terror was too much for a ten-year old boy. His mind shattered, erasing that night from his memory. And then everything was blank, darkness in front of his eyes as he lost consciousness.When his eyes opened again, a man stood before him, a stranger with a gentle smile and eyes filled with something strange… pity? Or something else?“What happened here boy?”“Happened where?”“You don’t remember, do you?”“Remember what…? Where is father? My Mother?”“I guess this is for the best.”“Good boy. Your father was my dearest friend… and now, you are my responsibility. From now on, you will be my son.”“You have no one left, boy… but I can make sure no one ever takes anything from you again.” The man said gently.And then that man forged him into something inhuman. A weapon honed to perfection, a shadow lurking in the underworld. The mere whisper of his name - Draugr, A ghost that never truly dies, sent grown men into cold sweats, their legs trembling beneath them.The boy soon outgrew his master and carved his own legend in blood. But all this while he never stopped searching—for the ones who killed his parents, for the truth, for revenge.And finally, after fifteen years of silence, he was close. The last clue he needed was just within his grasp.It was so close, yet just an inch out of his grasp. He was ambushed, a trap he never saw coming.Wounded, bleeding out, fighting for his life against an army of men and women eyeing to claim his life, he should have died. But fate had something else stored for him.Barely holding onto life, he stumbled into a girl—fragile-looking, yet completely unafraid of the monster before her. She didn’t run. She didn’t scream. Instead, she smiled.She saved him. Took him to a hospital. And as he lay unconscious, she made her plans.But when he woke up… He had lost everything, He remembered nothing.Not just the truth of his parents' murder. Not just the years of searching. Not just the enemies and allies he'd made along the way. Not even his own name.Twenty-five years of his life—wiped clean.Now, in a world that fears his very name, with ghosts of a past he can no longer remember hunting him in the shadows—he must decide: Is he still the Draugr they all fear? Or is he just a man searching for the pieces of himself?And who is the girl who stole his fate and bound it to hers?

I thought I had seen bad endings before—but nothing prepared me for the garbage conclusion of The Hero’s Path.Years of investment, countless struggles, and for what? The protagonist failed. The villain won. Everyone else? Dead. Furious, I sent a message to the author, only to get a chilling response:[Do you think you could do better?]Before I could even blink, my phone exploded in a blinding light, and the next thing I knew—I was waking up in a completely different body.Now, I’m Merlin Everhart, a fourteen-year-old with a 12-star talent, the kind of gift only the strongest should have.But here’s the problem: I have no idea who I am supposed to be.With nothing but a system and a first-day-of-school alarm ringing in my ears, I’m thrown into the world of The Hero’s Path.Am I just another side character in a world that already ended once?…Either way, I refuse to let this story beat me too.