Reincarnated Hero System

"His sleeping face is a sight for sore eyes...is this how that girlfriend of his feels? The one who doesn't even bother to hide her origins.

I mean, of all the fake names, she chose to just use 'Lane'? That's just taking out four letters from her actual name.

Why am I even annoyed by something as random as that?"

Agnes shook her head as if trying to shake away this strange feeling of annoyance before walking up to the sleeping Evan.

Soul power coalesced on her palm when she reached him, taking a deep breath and muttering.

"It should work the same way, right?"

She slowly raised her palm up, gaining more confidence when she noticed nothing strange was happening.

But the instant her palm faced Evan's chest—his eyes shot open.

"?!"

**BAMM!!!

Agnes did not understand what happened next.

All she knew was that by the time her brain could process it, she was lying face flat on the floor, her whole body creaking under the pressure of the purest Law energy than she had ever seen or sensed in her life.

"Who the hell are you? And why are you disturbing my sleep?"

Evan's voice rang out in her ears, and she felt his hand reaching out towards her head, only to stop midway.

Suddenly, the pressure that had forced her to the ground vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, and when she dared to gaze up, she saw Evan looking at his hand with confusion.

"My hand looks smaller?"

He turned to her, and she could see her appearance reflected in his eyes. Conversely, the opposite was the same and he looked at himself in her eyes.

"Not just my hand…"

Evan looked around at the grey space they were in, but when his gaze reached the ground, he frowned and stomped his foot on it.

Immediately, the 'grey' peeled off like a wrapper from a bottle, revealing a massive circuit-like board that Agnes could not understand anything on.

"A construct? In my Soul? Who dares?"

His voice was calm, but Agnes could see the annoyance slowly building up within.

Her eyes glazed over as she felt that terrifying pressure descend upon the area once again, just that it wasn't as intense as before, so she wasn't pressed to the ground under its weight.

This didn't mean she could move though, so she remained there on her knees, looking up at Evan with 'shining' eyes.

'Such a POWERFUL soul…I could stare at this forever…'

His voice, his whole demeanour, had this feeling of 'detachment' to it. It gave her a feeling of indifference that cared for nothing.

High above, gazing down upon all.

"This power is Artemisia's. Doesn't she know I dislike my Soul being tampered with?

And speaking of tampering…"

Evan's gaze turned towards Agnes and he reached out to her. Against her will, her body got up and she placed her chin into his open palm, allowing him to study her face closely.

"Those are some very special eyes you possess there. But you cannot use the true power of these eyes, after all…you're nothing but a fragment of your real self."

Agnes's eyes shook when Evan spoke.

It felt as if he was looking through her, through this Soul fragment and right at her real body which was controlling it in the Beta Continent.

"You're quite bold. Putting more than a quarter of your soul into a fake body.

You can become crippled if it was destroyed, you know?"

"I feel dizzy…sleepy.

What was I doing before this?"

Evan's vision blurred slightly and he looked around him.

"This… it's supposed to be different."

As soon as he said that, the whole space around him transformed, like a canvas waiting for the painter's ink to fall on it. 'Ink' that came in the form of the next three lines he muttered.

"A Collapsing Sun.

A broken moon.

And earth shattered beyond repair."

The space around them transformed in accordance with his words, morphing into this apocalyptic scene that shocked Agnes out of her wits.

"Yes…that's right.

I wanted to rest…"

He tried to get up, but he was hit by a sudden wave of dizziness and fell back onto it.

"Sleepy…"

With that one word, Evan's eyelids slowly shut and silence reigned supreme.

Agnes panted as she struggled to get to her feet, but her legs refused to listen to her and remained paralyzed on the floor.

While she was making these attempts, Evan's voice rang out again.

"I see, so that's how it is."

Her gaze snapped in his direction and she could see him looking at the apocalyptic world around them with intrigue in his eyes.

"I've seen this before in a dream. And it appears in my soul now…this is no coincidence."ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NovelEnglish.net

Evan turned towards Agnes with his mystic eyes glowing, and though she did not feel that immense pressure from his gaze anymore, the sense of 'detachment' from his voice was still there.

"You know, I'm actually grateful towards you now. If you didn't prod this deep, I probably would not have discovered this until much longer."

The gratitude she sensed from him was genuine, but she could not understand why he was grateful to her; she was trying to subjugate his soul, after all.

Evan's attention wasn't on her anymore but on his status board.

Specifically, his gaze was on his Unique Skill tab.

|Unique Skills- Mystic Eyes of Mimicry (3Γ), Adaptive Evolution, Blessing of Destruction (1Γ), Vortex, Harbinger of Ice, Mesarthim: Prismatic Inferno, ■■■■■. |

His eyes remained on the '■■■■■' for a few more seconds, before he sighed and muttered to himself.

"I guess that Orvis dude you spoke about isn't the only one around with an 'Old' Soul."

Evan dismissed the status board and raised his hand. With her body paralyzed, there was nothing she could do to stop him from grabbing her face with his palm.

**CCRACK!!

The whole world around her shattered like glass, and Evan and they returned to her Soul Realm, the ruined cityscape that had been wrecked by Evan's Nuke Breath at the beginning of their battle.

Colour returned to the world, and Evan's body regained its motion, his sword piercing her chest faster than she could react to the sudden shift.

"This feeling, it's like when I was destroying Methik's corpse puppets."

Evan pulled his sword out of her chest and flicked the blood off the blade before sheathing it and returning it to her inventory.

"Your real body is on the Beta Continent, isn't it? I'd eventually get there…"

Three serpentine dragons emerged from behind him, each charging up a different energy in its maw.

One held prismatic flames, the other held crimson ice, and the third held a reddish-gold aura.

"…I'd like to 'thank you' in person, after all."

Evan spoke with a grin, after which the three dragons charged towards Agnes and her vision blanked out.

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Tears of blood dripped from the sides of Agnes' eyes, and her homunculus body silently dropped to his knees.

She gagged on a mouthful of her own blood as she stared at Evan with a complicated gaze before the light in her eyes finally went out.

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|Adaptive Evolution has been triggered. |

|Spiritual Force Resistance has increased enormously. |

|■■■■■???|

"After all that, it'd be stranger If the resistance didn't increase."

Evan reapplied his concealment on the room, before pointing his hand towards Agnes' homunculus body and spoke.

"Burn, Mesarthim."

It appeared nothing happened at first, but silently, her body began scalding as if someone had poured boiling water on it.

Within seconds, her clothes had burned and her body charred black not too long after.

By the time Evan was done changing out of the Assassin's clothes and returning to his suit, the homunculus had turned to ashes.

"One down.

Time to head for Maude."

Evan pulled out a strawberry juice pack from his inventory and turned around, sipping on it as he calmly strutted out of the room.