MY 10,000× DIMENSIONAL SYSTEM - Chapter 155: Azure

Raymond wakes up in an unfamiliar world, inhabiting the body of a 15-year-old boy who shares his name. In this realm, one's profession defines their destiny, but the boy Raymond now embodies had recently failed to awaken any profession, facing a future of obscurity and ridicule. Confused yet determined, Raymond discovers a mysterious system panel exclusive to him. This system grants him the ability to awaken multiple professions, each unlocking unique powers and skills. However, to access these professions, he must complete specific awakening requirements, setting him on a path filled with challenges and quests.Embarking on his journey as an adventurer, Raymond traverses vast landscapes, from enchanted forests to ancient ruins. Along the way, he confronts formidable foes, solves arcane mysteries, and forms bonds with a diverse cast of characters—fellow adventurers, mystical beings, and even former rivals. Each trial not only enhances his abilities but also unravels secrets about the world's hidden truths and the origin of his unique system.Through trials and tribulations, Raymond transforms from a boy deemed a failure into a legendary figure whose actions could reshape the fate of the world. His journey is a testament to resilience, the pursuit of self-discovery, and the profound impact of the connections made along the way.

Jiang Hao transmigrated and was born into an ordinary family and was forcibly sold into the demonic sect, becoming a disciple of the demonic sect.He wanted to calmly cultivate and gradually become stronger in order to survive in the world of cultivation.However, he was subjected to all sorts of humiliations by a female demon.With a vast difference in strength, he could only endure the humiliation and sneakily survive, keeping his weapons hidden and strike when the opportunity arises.

A replica of Marquis Kieran Vale, the son of the Marchioness of Vale, who she deemed a failure. That was all she was. No, she was now referred to as “he.” At least until she met Claude Del Ihar.

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