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Mason’s Revenge Chapter 17: Fame
.Mason stood with his arms crossed, staring down at the man clinging desperately to a crumbling ledge. The man’s voice was hoarse from shouting, his desperation clear. “Please, let me out! I’ll pay you a fortune—anything you want!” the man begged, sweat dripping down his face. “I swear you won’t regret it!”Mason raised an eyebrow, his voice calm but cold. “Anything, huh? That’s a big promise.”“Yes! I’ll make sure you’re rewarded heavily. Name your price—money, artifacts, whatever you want!” The man’s grip on the ledge was slipping, but his eyes stayed locked on Mason, trying to gauge his reaction. Mason leaned slightly closer, his tone skeptical. “You think I’m stupid? Why should I trust you?”The man’s expression faltered for a moment before he forced a smile. “Because I’m useful! I’m connected. I know things about Crypts—about magic items. Work with me, and we can both benefit. What do you say?”“Work with you?” Mason repeated, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “You mean afte
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 18:The healing Magic
Mason was momentarily taken aback. He vaguely recalled seeing a message earlier about the mission’s reward being distributed once he left the Crypt. However, he couldn’t help but feel confd by the entire situation."Am I going to receive an item, some experience, or maybe even money, like in a video game?" Mason md, struggling to fully understand what was happening.Right on cue, another message appeared before him."Before receiving the reward, please take time to carefully choose."" Your Chosen Path "-Way of BalanceThe prompt was peculiar, causing Mason to furrow his brow in confusion. His sharp instincts, however, quickly kicked in, and he grasped the meaning behind the choices—it was asking him to choose between control and connection. Instead of feeling surprised, he felt a wave of irritation. The timing of the message was suspicious, appearing just as he had been contemplating the balance between control and harmony. ‘Is someone trying to test me?’ Mason wondered, reminded
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 19: Master of Fate
There are various types of magic items. Most of them are beneficial to humans, but there’s likely no ability more coveted than the power to predict the future.This explains why anyone who d an magic item with the ability to foresee events was treated with such high regard."The Future Diary is one of those magic items."However, the person using the Future Diary failed to gain favor with the powers that be.Why?Beca the r was a fool. Moreover, despite the Future Diary being a top-tier magic item (Hero-grade), it had a critical flaw.That might be the reason why, despite Japan initially benefiting greatly from the Future Diary, its r was eventually killed by another seer in the future.That seer would later rise to power, earning the title *Master of Fate.*This explains why he hadn't paid much attention to her. She was doomed anyway.However..."If things are going to unfold like this, the situation changes."Her actions didn’t matter much, but if they ended up affecting him, that w
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 20: Demon Prince
Mason smiled with murderous intent at Sasaki, noticing the Future Diary. Despite her disguise, Mason recognized Sasaki and found her too heavy on makeup. Planning to eliminate her as his enemy, Mason prepared to use Muramasa. When Mason reached for Muramasa, Sasaki unexpectedly asked to be his fan, causing confusion among them all. Mason questioned her, leading Sasaki to backtrack and close the sliding door.The restaurant was silent as Sasaki slid the door shut behind her. The soldiers lurking outside tensed in disbelief. “What is she doing?!” one of them hissed. “Why’d she close the door? We can’t see a thing now!” Hidden in the kitchen and behind tables scattered across the dining room, the soldiers exchanged frantic whispers. “Is this some secret plan? Could this be Colonel Mouri’s orders?” “Maybe she’s trying to distract the Korean. Seduction tactic, perhaps?” “That must be it. Sasaki’s loyal to Japan—she’s probably thinking about the greater good. There’s no way she
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 21: Crazy
‘Waaah mommy, I must have been crazy. Totally crazy.’ Sasaki almost started to cry tears of blood at her stupid actions. What was she thinking, asking this person for his number? What was she thinking, following this man here? Where had she gotten the confidence that this man would not kill her? The only thing she knew was that the person she angered was this Demon King. ‘Soooob, mommy, daddy, I’m sorry. I should have listened to you when you said a man's face isn’t everything.’Unfortunately, there was nobody here to help her even if she cried. She could only do as Mason ordered her to do. “First, turn around.” Sasaki sniffled and did as she was told after hearing Mason speak in a low voice. “Raise your arms.” “Sob.” Mason lightly patted her upper and lower body. He didn’t know because she was wearing a loose uniform, but Sasaki’s waist was narrow and she was more voluptuous than she looked.Of course, none of this was important to Mason. The girl in front of him was a minor. The thi
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 22: No More Foresight
Mason could hear the Future Diary scream as the light flashed.It should be quite painful.It was none other than Muramasa that pierced through the Future Diary.It wasn’t just because it was sharp or because it was a yōtō. [1]Muramasa.There were folk tales about this that often showed up in video games that said it cursed the Tokugawa household, the rulers of Edo at the time.Of course, it wasn’t actually cursed, but the fact that three generations of Tokugawa men ended up having terrible situations related to the sword made them dispose of the sword, making people believe it to be a cursed katana.Anyway, this was an artifact born with such a tale as its background.Thanks to that, the true abilities of this blade was curses and destruction.The curses and destruction would become stronger when it went up against stronger artifacts and even stronger artifact users.‘So it should be quite painful even if it’s from a B-Grade artifact!’Lo and behold, the Future Dia
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 23: Casino
Mason was drinking a gin and tonic as he looked at the brightly lit night sky.It was already 8pm. It was also January, the middle of winter.However, this damn Las Vegas was loud without ever getting exhausted.Red light, blue light, lights flashing in all sorts of colors as well as golden colored buildings, solicitors and tourists.This western US tourist and gambling city was the same as it was in the past.‘Other than the fact that it is a bit smaller.’During Mason’s times, Las Vegas had grown a lot as one of the greatest auction houses for artifacts.That was why Mason was very familiar with this desert city.The World Auction.The secret underground auction nicknamed, started here.Mason was waiting in the lobby of the auction house for Depay's group to arrive.Most people might think this was a regular restaurant, but the people with inside information knew this was the auction house's lobby.‘Why are these bastards not here yet?’Midas was a five day long auction. R
Mason’s Revenge Chapter 24: Luck
"Of all the people..." Mason muttered under his breath, his steps quickening as he tried to exit the bustling casino. He felt her presence before he saw her, a wave of unease sweeping over him like a bad omen. It wasn’t paranoia. It was experience. Lisa. The name alone was enough to make his stomach churn. Lisa, the infamous woman who could single-handedly topple markets and drive nations to ruin. Her reputation was legendary—and not in a good way. Mason’s hands curled into fists at the memory of her influence wreaking havoc on his carefully laid plans. Stocks that plummeted overnight, artifacts whose values evaporated into thin air, entire economies brought to their knees. She wasn’t just unlucky; she was the embodiment of misfortune itself. Lisa was the **Ruler of Destitution**, and anyone in her orbit was doomed to follow her down the drain. He forced himself to stay calm, eyes scanning the casino floor for an alternate exit. "Just leave quietly," he muttered to himself
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Chapter 61: Answers
The echo of Mason’s footsteps reverberated through the vast, desolate halls, his mind racing with the recent events. The Emperors were reeling, but he knew that his actions were merely a catalyst for something much larger. His body thrummed with power, and the surge of energy he had experienced had left him with a sense of urgency. He needed answers, and he needed them fast.As he moved through the labyrinth of corridors, the air around him seemed charged, as if the walls themselves were closing in. The Emperors had underestimated him, but Mason knew that there was no room for complacency. They wouldn’t be passive for long; they were already plotting their next move.Mason’s hand hovered over the hilt of his blade, the weapon still warm with the power he had just 7unleashed. His grip tightened, as the weight of his decision settled in. Leaving the battlefield without a clear resolution wasn’t like him, but he had seen the opportunity to retreat, to regroup, and to understand the true
Chapter 60: The Awakening and the Truth Unveiled
Mason’s breath came in short, measured bursts as he stood at the edge of the battlefield, his mind racing. The Emperors had finally moved, their presence a heavy weight pressing down on him. But something about their formation, their patience—it all felt off.They weren’t just here to fight him.Something bigger was at play.He tightened his grip on his Mythic blade, scanning the seven figures standing before him. Each Emperor radiated an undeniable aura of power, but it wasn’t just their strength that unsettled him. They were waiting—anticipating something.Then it happened.A searing pain shot through Mason’s body, unlike anything he had ever felt before. His vision blurred as an overwhelming force pulsed through his veins, setting his entire being on fire. His knees buckled, and for the first time in years, fear crept into his heart.His body burned from the inside out, his muscles spasming violently as he fought to stay on his feet. It felt as though his very essence was being rip
Chapter 59: The Emperor’s Gambit
Mason moved through the neon-lit streets, his mind calculating every possible scenario. He had launched his first offensive, forcing the Emperors to react. But he knew they wouldn’t remain on the defensive for long.Depay, Kazimir, Soren, and Isabella were each formidable in their own right. Their influence, resources, and strategies made them some of the most powerful figures in the world. If Mason wanted to dismantle their control, he would need to anticipate their moves and counter them before they could strike.The first challenge was Isabella Moreau.Isabella was known for her ability to turn any situation to her advantage. Her networks ran deep, and her ability to manipulate alliances made her unpredictable. If Mason could weaken her hold, it would create a ripple effect across the Emperors' power structure.Following a lead, Mason tracked Isabella’s operations to an abandoned high-rise. The structure stood as a relic of old power, its glass windows reflecting the city lights. H
Chapter 58: The counterattack Begins
Mason had always prided himself on being ten steps ahead. That was how he had survived in his past life—by predicting moves before they happened, by striking before his enemies even knew they were in danger. But this time, the stakes were higher than ever. The Emperors weren’t coming for him one by one. They were coming together.He knew what that meant.They weren’t planning to crush him—they were planning to erase him.Mason stood on the rooftop of an abandoned building, his gaze locked on the city below. Berlin was alive with movement. Shadows shifting in alleyways, whispers spreading through the underground. He could feel the tension thick in the air.The Emperors had made their move.Now it was his turn.Mason didn’t have an army. He didn’t have the wealth or influence of the Emperors. But he had something they didn’t—experience. He had lived through this before, and this time, he wasn’t just reacting.He was planning.Depay wasn’t the type to strike directly. He preferred to man
Chapter 57: The Emperor’s Counterattack
Mister Depay sat in his high-rise office, the Paris skyline sprawling before him in the golden light of sunset. The world below was alive with movement—businesses closing, nightlife awakening—but Depay’s mind was fixated on only one thing: Mason.The young upstart had risen too quickly, dismantling half of the Emperors and claiming Mythic Items that should never have been his. That kind of power shift was supposed to be impossible. Depay had spent years manipulating governments, controlling underground networks, and eliminating threats before they could rise. And yet, Mason had shattered every barrier, proving himself more than just a nuisance.A sharp knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Elias, his most trusted strategist, entered without waiting for permission. The man’s usual sharp suit was slightly ruffled—an unusual sign of urgency.“We have a problem,” Elias said, placing a sleek tablet on Depay’s desk.Depay picked it up, his sharp eyes scanning the encrypted report. It
Chapter 56: The Awakening
Mason stood at the epicenter of the explosion, a brilliant white light pouring from the Mythic Items now bound together in his hands. The air hummed with a resonating energy, like the crackle of a thousand storms converging in a single moment. The ground trembled beneath his feet as the very fabric of reality seemed to warp around him. He had done it he had united the Mythic Items. But at what cost?The darkness was receding, replaced by a searing brilliance, blinding Mason and everything in his vicinity. He could feel the power surging through his veins, as though the items were not merely artifacts of destruction but a bridge to something much older and more potent than he had ever imagined.It was as if they had been waiting for him all along, pulling him into their orbit, molding him into something else.“Mason...” a whisper floated in the air, soft and haunting, as if the voice had risen from the very earth beneath him.He squinted against the overwhelming light, trying to make
Chapter 55: Danger
Mason stood at the edge of the crumbling cliff, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon where the dark storm clouds gathered. The sense of urgency hung over him like an oppressive fog. Frost’s cryptic words still lingered in his mind, a puzzle yet to be solved. “The past and future are intertwined, Mason. What you seek isn’t just power—it’s the balance of the entire world.” He hadn’t fully understood it at the time, but now, it seemed more pressing than ever.He turned his attention back to the path ahead, one that led deeper into the wilderness. Somewhere within the dense forest lay the lost temple, the place where the final Mythic Item resided. He had to reach it before his enemies did. Mister Depay’s forces were closing in, and he couldn’t afford to be late.The journey would be treacherous. The paths were fraught with danger, and even worse, the landscape had been distorted by the ancient magic of the Mythic Items. Every step could lead to a trap. But Mason wasn’t just any man anymo
Chapter 54: Mysterious Emperor
The night was eerily silent as Mason stood on the rooftop, overlooking the city that had become the center of conflict. His Mythic Items pulsed with energy, each one a symbol of the challenges he had faced. He had overcome many adversaries, but his path was far from over.He had disrupted the balance of power among the Emperors, and now they were regrouping. Mason knew they wouldn’t let him continue unchecked.A breeze swept across the rooftop as a slow, deliberate clap echoed behind him.Mason turned, already alert.Stepping into view was Nathaniel Frost, a figure known for his strategic mind and unpredictable nature. Unlike others, Frost had stayed neutral—until now."You’ve certainly made an impression," Frost remarked, his voice calm. "Some think you’re a threat. Some think you’re an opportunity. Me? I just want to see for myself."Mason didn’t lower his guard. "See what?""If you’re really as capable as they say."Frost extended his hand, and a Mythic Artifact materialized—a Blac
Chapter 53: The Resurgence of Power
A deep, ominous hum vibrated through the air as the remnants of Alaric's power began to condense into something unnatural. The crimson energy that had once fueled his gauntlet wasn't dissipating as expected. Instead, it coalesced, pulsating like a living heart. The ruins shook beneath Mason and Elysia's feet, the air thickening with the scent of burning metal.Mason instinctively retreated a step, his hand on the hilt of his blade tightening. "That doesn't look like any aftershock," he growled, hastening his heartbeat.Elysia's eyes, shining in gold, sparked with concern. "It is not," she said, her staff aglow with defensive energy. "That power isn't dissipating-it's regrouping.The energy twisted and coiled upon itself, taking on a vague humanoid shape. At first, it resembled nothing more than a mirage of crimson light, but as the seconds passed, it solidified into something far more terrifying—a spectral version of Alaric, his form outlined in a deep, glowing red, his eyes burning
