Phoenix Phire - Chapter 133 - The First Vote

A journey through space and time... a lost soul that will find the answers about the past of a world and the mysteries of an ancient war.

When Adam finished his turn and then was preparing to go home after several hours of work, his team received a fire alert. He didn't expect that he would die following his father's footsteps, but fate had something else in store for him.

Adam died, but he was reincarnated in another world as Aion Kresnik, with his memories intact. Still, an easy life wasn't waiting for him despite the fact that he had a system and the ability to change jobs and make a spiritual weapon change to many forms. The reason for that was the fact that he was the son of a war hero and, at the same time, the son of a war prisoner and one of the last members of a powerful bloodline of mages. A bloodline that was hated by the whole world.

Aion's goals in that world were simple, get rid of the discrimination surrounding his mother and then find out why he was reborn with such a system since he knew that things couldn't be that convenient...

[Attention, humans][Welcome to Midgard, a realm between life and death.][All 300 players accounted for!][Evaluation successful!]Jamie never expected his life to end while saving a stranger. One moment he was pushing a pregnant woman out of the path of a roaring truck—the next, he awakens in Midgard: a realm where death is just the beginning.He isn’t alone. Two hundred ninety-nine others, torn from their final moments, stand beside him. Their fate? To endure ten brutal trials that test body, mind, and spirit.Each challenge grants skills—swordsmanship, magic, strategy—that could mean the difference between survival and annihilation.And at the end awaits a choice:Reincarnate into a fantastical new world, carrying every skill earned.Return to Earth … alive, but powerless.But in a world where trust is fragile and every alliance can shatter in an instant, Jamie must decide—Is mere survival enough?Or will he fight for something greater?

Riku Hayashi was a high school student who was addicted to playing mobile games. During his free time in the school, he was playing a zombie apocalypse game known as Armory: Dead Zone Protocol.While playing it, there was a scream from the outside. Zombies came out from nowhere and were on a rampage, killing every student on sight. As he was attempting to flee, he tripped and knocked himself out.When he woke up, he found himself inside of a bloodied classroom and a floating holographic interface. And it was familiar. It was the same interface in the game he was playing.There, he realized that he had somehow gained access to an in-game system where he could level up, gain experience points, and purchase a variety of weapons, from handguns to military vehicles. And he is going to use it to survive and possibly save humanity from extinction.P.S: This is my first time writing a novel, so if there's a mistake you found, grammar, punctuation or any errors, please comment it so I can fix it. I was inspired to write this novel because I binged-watch a lot of zombie series like All of us are Dead, Zom 100, High School of the Dead, World War Z, and other related apocalypse story like the Alice in Borderland.I hope you guys enjoy!

Parents dead, clan exterminated, body burned, hands mutilated, inflicted with innumerable diseases, tossed into the dump, and even the magic ring with the ghostly grandpa in it has been sabotaged. A reasonable person would roll over and die. Tian isn't that reasonable. And as it happens, neither is Grandpa Jun. A very tough kid meets a very cunning old man. And together, they will shake the heavens. What to expect:-1 chapter a day M-F. Volume 1 is already complete.-2k words per chapter (aprox, some run long) with a longer first chapter.-No Harem-Earned power growth-An MC who isn't a goodie two shoes OR an edge-lord psychopath-A power system based on actual Daoism -Sects, giant monsters, natural treasures, flying swords, spells, talismans, secret arts, and a gentle sprinkling of young masters whose face need rearranging.