My Path of Revenge After Being Reborn as an Anti-Hero

Gaining New Powers and Greta's Worries

"Ugh!" Allen groaned in agonizing pain as he felt his body engulfed in flames.

His skin turned crimson, emanating a mixture of blood and smoke, yet he steadfastly resolved to endure the torment.

"I must remain strong! This pain pales in comparison to the trials of my past life!" Through clenched teeth, he reassured himself inwardly.

Betrayals and wounds had scarred him deeply, but he refused to succumb.

Strength became his shield against the adversities that had beset him.

After a few agonizing minutes, the searing sensation abruptly vanished, as if it had never occurred, and was replaced by a profound sense of comfort.

Gradually, the skin on his body returned to its original state, not only regaining its previous condition but also appearing clearer and more vibrant.

"This sensation... it's truly remarkable," he contemplated silently, closing his eyes to inspect the mana channels and toxins within his body.

Miraculously, they had completely vanished!

He also noticed that his mana flow had expanded, and it now felt more abundant and manageable.

"As expected of a Legendary-level potion!" He praised himself internally, unable to contain his happiness.

Suddenly, the familiar sound of the system notification resurfaced in his mind.

[Second Gift Choice Option!]

[1x Experience Box (Random) (Open/Save to System Bag)]

Upon seeing the second gift option, Allen squinted his eyes and deliberated for a moment, uncertain about his decision.

"If I open the second gift, will it expose my breakthrough to the Beginning stage of the True Mage level??" he pondered, weighing all the potential outcomes.

He was confident that opening the box would undoubtedly propel him to a new level, transforming him into a genuine Mage.

After meticulous contemplation, he ultimately resolved to open it.

"Considering it should be safe, and with no one around after my mother dismissed the servants," he concluded, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

"Accept!"

[Confirmation! Transfer to Host!] The system echoed, and instantly, a white box with a black tie materialized before him.

"So, this is the experience box?" Curiosity piqued, he reached out to touch the levitating box and noticed the [Open] option displayed on its side.

Without a moment's hesitation, he opened it, causing the box to tremble and emit a dazzling light.

"Whoosh!" The box burst open, and in an instant, Allen beheld the number "1000" hovering before him.

"1000!" he exclaimed in surprise, as he hadn't anticipated receiving such a substantial amount of points.

Suddenly, the number dissolved into the radiant light that enveloped his body, and a profound transformation swiftly coursed through his being.

"Shit! This wasn't supposed to happen!" He swiftly waved his hand, casting wind magic.

"Wind Magic: Soundproof Shield!" he chanted with urgency.

As he continued his incantation of wind magic, a protective dome materialized around him, enveloping and shielding him.

As expected, his body immediately emanated a brilliant light, accompanied by reverberating explosions resonating from deep within.

"Boom!"

Allen sensed the mana within him swirling rapidly, indicating a momentous breakthrough.

The sensation brought forth a subtle pang of pain as the mage's mana channels expanded exponentially from their original size during this critical stage of development.

However, over time, the intense radiance within his body gradually diminished, and Allen finally breathed a sigh of long-awaited relief.

"It's fortunate that it didn't cause a commotion throughout the entire mansion!" He shook his head, a faint smile gracing his lips.

Without delay, he directed his focus inward, sensing the newfound strength coursing through his veins.

"What an incredible transformation!" His amazement filled his voice as he eagerly anticipated examining his panel.

"Activate the panel," he whispered softly, and before long, his panel materialized before his eyes.

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[Information Panel:]

[Name: Allen Frey]

[Age: 15 Years Old]

[Title/Blessing (Class): Born Genius (Mage), Cherished By Mana (Mage), Loved By The Elements (Mage), Profound Insight (Mage)]

[Title/Blessing (Special): Unyielding Valor, Innate Mastery, Mastermind, Inspirational Leadership, Astute Visionary, Irresistible Charisma]

[Class: Mages]

[Class Level: True Mage—Beginning Stage (Mage)]

[Progress/Experience: 900/4500 (Mage)]

[Elemental Affinity: The Four Great Elements (Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth)]

[Body Condition: Peak (Best Condition Ever)]

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Allen felt overwhelming satisfaction with his newfound stats.

"This is an excellent beginning," he remarked, stretching his rejuvenated body, which now surpassed its previous condition.

Eager to test his enhanced capabilities, he swiftly rose from the bed and began throwing punches and executing kicks in all directions.

"Whoosh!" With skillful fists and well-trained kicks, Allen demonstrated the techniques he had acquired in his previous life.

Despite being a Mage, he had dedicated himself to pushing his physical limits to their peak, seeking guidance from a personal mentor to maximize his physical abilities.

After completing a few simple exercises, a smile adorned his face, and a chuckle escaped his lips.

"Excellent!" he praised himself silently.

As he noticed his sweaty and dirty clothes, he intended to change into his new attire when the system notification resurfaced.

[Third Gift Choice Option!]

[1x Rare Chance for Second Class Awakening (Open/Save to System Bag)]

Upon seeing this, Allen swiftly opted for the [Save to System Bag] choice without a moment's hesitation.

"Save all remaining gifts," he commanded with firm resolve.

[Save all remaining gifts!] The system responded in acknowledgment before fading away into silence.

Upon hearing the lack of response, Allen's curiosity was piqued, causing him to question whether this was the genuine system or merely a recorded message.

Hesitant but determined, he mentally summoned the system once again.

"System, are you awake?" he inquired, his curiosity getting the better of him.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, no answer came.

"I see; it must be another prerecorded message like before," he sighed helplessly, swiftly regaining his composure and refocusing his thoughts.

Despite the numerous opportunities and rewards bestowed upon him by the system, Allen was determined not to become shamelessly reliant on it.

He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, and shifted his gaze toward the window, where the clear sky unfolded before him.

"How long has it been since I witnessed such clarity and tranquility?" His eyes filled with a profound sense of melancholy as he reminisced about his previous life—the agonizing and desperate life he had led in his relentless pursuit to confront that hero figure with his intellect and strength.

Lost in his thoughts, Allen was interrupted as the door to his room creaked open slowly.

Greta, his mother, entered, carefully balancing a tray laden with an abundance of food.

"Dear!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise, frozen in her tracks at the sight of her son appearing perfectly well.

Allen swiftly shifted his gaze towards the sound of her voice, spotting Greta, his mother, standing there in shock.

A gentle smile adorned his lips as he addressed her: "Mom, are you alright?"

Inquiring softly, his smile exuded warmth and concern.

Upon hearing his words, Greta swiftly approached with the tray of food, setting it down on the table before rushing over to Allen, her face etched with concern.

"Dear! You should rest a bit more! Don't exert yourself!" Her worried voice resonated in Allen's ears, filling his heart with warmth.

Gently, he caressed his mother's cheek and reassured her, "Mom, don't worry. I'm fine and-"

However, before he could continue, Greta interjected, attempting to guide him back towards the bed.

"Liar! You can't deceive your mom. I witnessed firsthand the agony you endured, my dear!" Greta persisted stubbornly, tears welling in her eyes as she pulled Allen back onto the bed.

Witnessing his mother's determination, Allen could only sigh and tenderly embrace her from behind.

"Mom, I implore you, please believe me, alright?" His voice carried a gentle and sincere tone, causing Greta to pause in her actions.

Greta turned her gaze towards Allen, her eyes filled with sadness as they fixed on his face.

"Is what you said really true?" she inquired, her voice tinged with doubt and worry.

Recognizing this as an opportunity to demonstrate his abilities, Allen nodded resolutely.

Almost instantly, the mana within his body surged, and a chilling aura surrounded him.

He extended his hand towards the glass of water beneath Greta and effortlessly manipulated it.

"How about that?" Allen asked, a gentle smile gracing his face.

Greta's eyes widened in disbelief as she witnessed the feat before her.

Immediately, Greta placed her hand on Allen's left chest, allowing her mana to flow into his body and inspecting the mana circulation.

"Lie..." she murmured, taking a step back, her gaze fixed on Allen in disbelief.

Allen extended his hands in a gesture as if to say, "See, am I lying?"

Observing this, Greta took a deep breath and inquired, "My dear... how did you suddenly heal like this?"

With a thoughtful expression and a mysterious smile, Allen responded, "I don't have a clear understanding of it myself; it's as if I was asleep and had a dream where a Mage of Wizard-level stature approached me, proclaiming that I was the chosen one."

"And it was through this encounter that he healed me."

Of course, he was merely fabricating a tale to explain the inexplicable.

How else could he possibly account for all that had transpired?

Upon hearing this, Greta furrowed her brow slightly and couldn't help but become suspicious.

However, she looked at Allen's confident face and could only believe in this possibility.

"Alright...if that's the case, I trust you." Greta sighed with relief and didn't delve further.

The most important thing for her was that her beloved son was healthy and no longer poisoned.

And when it came to her son's story, she believed in it because, to her, Allen was everything.

If not her, who else could be a constant figure of trust for her son?

Upon hearing this, Allen nodded in agreement and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Mom."

Greta returned his smile and lovingly stroked Allen's cheek.

Suddenly, Allen's stomach growled, making Greta laugh.

"Well, it seems like you're hungry, my dear." She covered her mouth and giggled.

Allen laughed as well, and they both proceeded to have a meal together.