Lord of the Mysteries - Chapter 1273 - The Poor Arrodes

On just another normal Monday, the world changed. The universe had reached a threshold humanity didn’t even know existed, and it was time to finally be integrated into the vast multiverse. A world where power is the only thing that one can truly rely on.

Jake, a seemingly average office worker, finds himself thrust into this new world. Into a tutorial filled with dangers and opportunities. In a world that should breed fear and concern, an environment that makes his fellow coworkers falter, Jake instead finds himself thriving.

Perhaps… Jake was born for this kind of world, to begin with.

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Author Note: Tags and content warnings are mainly to give me creative freedom later on. This is my first novel ever, and English isn’t my native language, so go easy on me chaps.

Magic, eastern fantasy, cultivation, scientific technology…

The resurrection of Reiki, Global Awakening.

Countless people have awakened their abilities because of the nourishment of Reiki.

The funny thing is that most people think they are the only ones who have awakened their powers.

In this situation, Bai Xuan, who had awakened his ability, suddenly found himself joining the chat group connecting the heavens and the world.

When seeing other passers-by who have awakened their abilities, they are either excited, secretive, refreshed, or confident in their eyes.

Bai Xuan: Is there a possibility, just a possibility, that I am the protagonist?

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“When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait.”In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes.Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers.But in the far Westfjords, something stirs.Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name.He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith.From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon.But all will know his name.and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.