Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

[ Name: Aengus Degaro ]

[ Age: 19 ]

[ Title: God Of Void ]

[ Race: Prime Extremity ]

[ Power Level: Galactic Firmament-2 (15,000+ ]

[ Occupation: Conqueror ]

[ Class: Chaos Creator ]

[ Special Trait: Infinite Mana Regeneration

[ Soul: ZERO-ARIA ]

[ Source Power: Absolute Creation ]

[ Laws: Void-13%, Space- 100%, Time: 100%, Gravity: 100%, Darkness- 88%, Fire- 100%, Water- 100%, Earth-100%, Wind-100%, Wood- 100%, Metal-100%, Light-100%, Thunder-100%, Life-100%, Death- 100% ]

Physical Stats: >

[ Strength: 10,000 Star ]

[ Agility: 10,220 Star ]

[ Defense: 10,206 Star ]

[ Origin Mana: 200,000,000,000 / 200,000,060,000 ]

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[ Special Skills: Monster Breeding (Level- 15)]

[ Unique Skills: Astral Singularity (Mythic), Eternal Conqueror(Mythic), Blessing of Chaos (Mythic), Eclipse of the Celestial Blade (Mythic), Overlord of Aether (Ultimate), Qargath, The Blindseer of Eternal Damnation (Ultimate), Monarch Of Void (Ultimate) Omni-Devour (Ultimate), Universal Synthesis (Ultimate) ]

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After merging with ARIA, Aengus's strength had increased exponentially.

He had gained mastery over all fundamental laws, but above all else, he now wielded the Source Power of Creation—the ultimate force capable of bringing anything into existence.

In return, Aria received immense benefits as well. She could now fully wield all of his power—every last ounce of it—because she was now one with him.

The Authority of Creation was slowly returning to them. Their strength would continue to rise automatically, though full assimilation would take some time.

However, there was one missing piece.

Aengus had yet to find any trace of his Source Power: Ruination.

"Let's go, Aria. We need to get our son back," Aengus said as he stood up, his presence alone enough to shake galaxies.

"Yes, Ethan, let's bring him back at once," Aria agreed, her excitement evident. She hadn't seen her son since giving birth, and her love for him was clear in her gentle expression.

Aengus held her hand, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from the spot.

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A planet far away from Xenia and the Polaris Domain.

In an open field of golden wheat, bathed in the warm radiance of the summer sun, several people worked tirelessly, harvesting their crops.

Among them, an elderly couple in their fifties carefully cut the wheat, their aged faces wrinkled and glistening with sweat from the hard labor. Though their movements were slow, their resolve was unwavering.

Beside them, a young boy, no older than five or six, worked at an astonishing speed, his small but sturdy frame displaying a strength far beyond that of an ordinary child.

Suddenly, he paused, turning toward the elderly couple with concern in his bright eyes.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I told you not to push yourselves so hard. I can do this alone," the boy said in a sweet yet mature tone.

The elderly couple paused, glancing at the young boy with warmth in their eyes.

"Nonsense," the old man chuckled, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Aron, This is our land, and it is our duty to work it."

The old woman smiled gently. "You may be strong, but hard work builds character, my dear. Besides, if we don't do anything, how will we pass the time?"

The boy frowned slightly, his bright eyes filled with concern. Though small in stature, his body radiated unusual strength—his speed, endurance, and stamina far exceeded that of an ordinary child.

"But…" Aron hesitated. "You're not as young as before. I don't want you both to get sick."

The elderly man laughed heartily and ruffled the boy's hair. "You're a good child, but don't worry about us. Just having you here makes our days brighter."

The boy smiled faintly, still not entirely convinced.

"Sigh If only I had awakened as a Law Master, then you wouldn't have to work so hard, Grandpa, Grandma," Aron said with a heavy heart. "But unfortunately, I failed to awaken. They said I can't wield Mana or awaken Law Cores."

"Ah, Aron, our sweet grandchild," the elderly couple murmured warmly.

Despite his inability to awaken as a Law Master like others, Aron had brought them more happiness than they could have ever imagined.

But alas…

They were not his biological grandparents, a fact Aron was still unaware of. One fateful day, they had found him outside their home—alone and abandoned.

At the time, he was barely more than a baby, with nothing but a single clue to his identity: a name—Aron.

Initially, they had hesitated. But compassion and sympathy won over as the heard the baby's cry, and they chose to raise the boy as their own.

As he grew, Aron showed no extraordinary talent, except for his exceptional physical strength. He couldn't awaken any Laws and was deemed defective, much like them—ordinary people in a world ruled by the strong.

Yet, the elderly couple wholeheartedly believed that Aron was special.

The mystery surrounding the boy was vast, and they doubted they would ever uncover the truth in their lifetime.

They just hoped to see him settle down somewhere before they passed away—because, in this vast world, he was truly alone.

As if seeing through their thoughts Aron said,

"Don't worry, Grandpa, Grandma. Once I grow up, I will become a knight with the advantage of my physical strength. Just give me sone time."

Suddenly, a faint ripple passed through the air.

A feeling, something foreign yet strangely familiar touched his soul. His small body stiffened.

His gaze shot toward the sky, his heart pounding for reasons he couldn't understand.

The elderly couple followed closely, their eyes widening in shock.

Crack, crack

Right before their very eyes, the sky cracked like fragile glass, revealing two divine figures descending from above.

One was a tall man with jet-black hair, clad in majestic imperial robes, his presence exuding absolute dominance.

Beside him stood a woman of unparalleled beauty, draped in golden and white flowing dress. She wore earrings and intricate ornaments and her long hair as radiant as divine light itself.

The extraordinary couple gazed at Aron with tenderness and love.

At that moment, the elderly couple exchanged glances between Aron and the two divine beings. Their eyes widened as they noticed subtle similarities in appearance—the shape of his eyes, the contours of his face, the aura that now seemed almost familiar.

A sinking feeling settled in their hearts.

Was this child they had raised, their source of happiness, about to be taken away from them?

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