Return of Overthinker
When the demon finally harnessed human sins and negative emotions to harvest negative energy, it opened a spatial gate to the planets that were already ravaged by monsters and teeming with dark creatures. The beasts and monsters passed through the gate, unleashing havoc upon Earth. These monstrous creatures caused destruction on a massive scale, pushing the earth toward an apocalyptic catastrophe.
In this dark time, The Creator granted certain humans the ability, marked by symbols on their right hands, to wield the power of gods and angels to combat these dark creatures.
My ability was 'Overthinking,' the weakest, but with hard work, I persisted for 60 years to become the most powerful and the savior of the world. However, in my final moments, I was betrayed by a friend who was born rich and noble, who forced me to die to obtain everything I had worked so hard for. Nevertheless, before my demise, I sent my memories back to my younger years.
This time, I will obtain everything: the best items, the finest women, and the most potent abilities. All will be mine!
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Chapter: Chapter 204I was a bit surprised. "Isn't down there a place where the dead rest, and there is nothing but cold and barren land?" "At first, it was a place full of beauty, but those who did not like it destroyed everything in it, making it cold and barren. I hope you can help those suffering down there find kindness and peace. In truth, you can build a place far more beautiful than the palace of the gods because hell was initially a very beautiful place for those in need." "I accept it wherever You send me." *** In a temple where knowledge was usually shared, several humans who were teachers of various schools gathered to discuss important matters about knowledge. "Hey," said one human to another, "Why did the gods stop sharing their knowledge with us?" "Haven't you heard that the King of the gods, or God Indra, has been replaced?" "Really?" "God Indra is now angry after finding out that knowledge was given to humans by the previous Indra," said another human. "He stopped all knowledge fro
Last Updated: 2024-07-23
Chapter: Chapter 203After 1,000 years had passed, the three worlds experienced their golden age. There was no poverty or hunger throughout the three worlds. Everything was going very well. All dimensions entered a golden age because kindness became the most important thing in the three realms. Humans, gods, ashuras, and all beings were directed to continue giving kindness to all creatures. During my reign, everyone competed to do good so that there was no poverty, hunger, or lack. During that time, those who came to me, whether gods, ashuras, or humans, would get what they asked for. I did this as my way of doing good to all beings.One day, a dwarf-bodied brahmin came to my palace. The brahmin, called Vamana, had a body that was only waist-high to an ordinary human. He wore white clothes that wrapped loosely around his small body. However, considering that he was a human and came from the third dimension, being able to ascend to the twelfth dimension where the gods' palace was located was alr
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Chapter: Chapter 202"I don't remember that part," I said. "Because each life makes you forget. I just want to say, if you give the gods' knowledge to humans, won't the gods lose their power? Haven't you humiliated them all? Your strength has made you not understand the feelings of the weaker gods." "Guru, if what you say is true, is my current strength because I was a strong spirit in the past?" He looked at me and weakly shook his head. "No, all spirits start from the same place." "Then why did I become strong?" "You had no fear, and your enjoyment of playing made you keep striving for something greater without caring for your own life." Brihaspati continued, "However, what placed you as King Indra is something else." "What is that?" "A sense of responsibility to protect the weak and make life better for all beings." Brihaspati sighed. "Those who have that sincerity will always be carried by karma and the will of God to re
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Chapter: Chapter 201"Boss, you've become weak," said Raindo, one of the Ashura generals, approaching me. He looked enormous compared to my now smaller form. "You keep spending time in that school and library. You never fight anymore. You're going to become weak, and the previous Indra will soon return to reclaim his throne." "You just don't understand, my brother," I said, still reading a book. "Right now, I am ten times stronger than I was before." "I don't believe it," said Raindo, one of the strongest generals. "Let's test it." "Of course," I said, seemingly unconcerned. "Get ready." "I'm always ready," he replied. As soon as he said that, a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, striking his body. He was thrown far, crashing into the palace walls and severely injured. "What happened?" he asked, looking confused and trying to stand up. He didn't know what had hit him. "I just attacked you. I gained the power
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Chapter: Chapter 200“Oh,” I shouted. “That's easy.” Suddenly, I felt very smart. “I have plenty of wealth in the treasury.” Quickly, I ordered several Ashura to bring as much treasure as possible from Indra's vault and distribute it to all the Ashura. All the Ashura were happy. “Look, Guru, haven't I done a good deed? I shared my wealth with them.” I felt pleased. “Fool!” he shouted. “You haven't done a good deed at all. You should have given the wealth to those in need.” I fell silent. Quickly, I ordered all the Ashura to return the treasures they had received. The Ashura didn't need wealth; if there was one thing they needed, it was weapons. They all grumbled, and I quickly asked, “Do you want food and drink or wealth?” “Food!!!!” “Drink!!” None wanted wealth. Suddenly, it dawned on me. Who needs wealth? The Ashura don't need wealth, the gods already have plenty of wealth. The only poor creatures needing wealth are humans
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Chapter: Chapter 199“Prepare all the food and drinks. All the gods must order their servants to bring all the food from their palaces. Call the apsaras, the heavenly maidens, and beautiful dancers. Call the singers and musicians. We will have a party.” So, a grand feast was held for days in the courtyard of Indra's palace. Music, dancing, and food never stopped. After that, the Ashura were left drunk in the palace courtyard. The gods had returned to their respective duties. I moved around to see the entire palace, and suddenly, an old man appeared before me. “What have you done to this place?” the old man asked, looking at the palace's new weapon-laden decor. “Who are you?” I asked, confused. This old man wore the simple clothes of a Brahmana, a single piece of cloth. The Brahmana do not fight, so we never touch them. If they get angry, we could get the worst curses of our lives. But if they are pleased, they could grant us many new and exciting powers. We prefer to appease them and wait for the
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Chapter: Chapter 751"Do not waste words—attack him together!" another elder barked. In an instant, all five raised their hands in sync, channeling their murderous qi into a devastating coordinated strike.Alex watched five old men raise their hands and understood, with complete clarity and no particular drama about it, that he was going to die.There was nothing left.He had put all of it into a dragon's skull an hour ago.He could lift the sword or he could stay standing, and he could not do both, and five men who had been sealed under a floor for thirty years were about to hit him with everything a five-hundred-year-old tower had thought worth saving for the end of the world.He got the blade up anyway.Habit, mostly.The five strikes came at him across the broken courtyard.And went out.Not blocked. Not turned. They came apart in mid-air about eight feet from him, unravelling into nothing at all, and what was left of them fell as harmless grey dust across the flagstones.White light was pouring in fr
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Chapter: Chapter 750Nobody in the Arcanum State slept that night.By two in the morning it was the only story in the country, and it was still pitch dark, and that was somehow worse — every picture coming in was a picture of something happening in the middle of the night, half-lit, shaky, filmed by people who should have been in bed six hours ago and were instead standing in fields.Every paper had someone outside a tower gate.The state broadcaster had gone to continuous coverage at eleven and never gone back.There were forty people camped on the ridge above the Black Tower headquarters with long-lenses and no light to use them in, and a smaller crowd outside the White Tower in New Avalon with nothing to film at all, because the White Tower was dark and quiet and had been all night.And there was betting, all of it done before the sun went down.Open, loud, entirely legal betting in every hall and market in the country, on a war that at midnight had been three hours from starting.Black had two hundred
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Chapter: Chapter 749The old man never saw the sword’s attack.He was still looking up with his arms spread when something moved through the space above him, and then the forty tons of stone he was holding in the air came down all at once, because there was nobody holding it anymore.His head was on the flagstones before the slabs finished falling.The other four did not move for a full second.That second was all they had. They'd been standing behind him for twenty minutes doing nothing, because they hadn't needed to do anything — he was the one who could attack the machines, and the four of them had spent the whole fight watching him work and feeling safe.The drones came in off the wall.The nearest man got two words of a hex out before the needle took him in the jaw. The second turned and ran and made it eleven steps. The third and fourth went down back to back in the middle of the yard with their hands still up, and the whole thing was finished so fast that the dust from the falling stone hadn't sett
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Chapter: Chapter 748There were two hundred and fifty Black Tower branches in the United State of Magic, and that night there was nobody in any of them.Not nobody. Twenty, at most branches. Fifty at the big ones. Caretakers and cooks and record-keepers and a duty elder who'd drawn the short straw, because every single person who could fight had been called to the field by their own tower's summons and was, at that exact moment, lying asleep on White Tower grass six hundred miles away.At the Dunmoor branch, a duty elder named Vessery stepped out into the yard at ten past one for a smoke and looked up at the sky.It was a clear night. Good stars.He stood there a full minute with his head back, breathing smoke at a sky that was not empty at all, and he did not see one single thing in it, because the things in it were painted for exactly this and had been holding position above his roof for nineteen minutes.He finished his cigarette. He went back inside....Above him, one hundred and eight of them began
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Chapter: Chapter 747White magic was never fragile. Once, it stood undisputed at the pinnacle of the Seven Towers. Its downfall wasn't a flaw in the art, but in the practitioners, who abandoned true cultivation for cheap, instant strength.In the long game, white magic outshone all others; it just demanded years of refinement, and the world had grown too impatient to wait.White took the students nobody else wanted and taught them to be useful in quiet ways, and every other tower had smiled at it for so long that they'd forgotten what the colour actually was.White is the source light.Not a spell. Not an element. The thing every other kind of magic is a shadow of — and there is exactly one thing in this world that a shadow cannot survive.Black Tower had spent five hundred years building an empire out of the dark.They had just walked four thousand of it into the light....Merrick's second went for a curse and nothing came out of his hands.Nothing. Not a weak one. Not a flicker. He said the words twice
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Chapter: Chapter 746The state recorded it at four minutes past six that evening.White Tower and Regent Group, plaintiff. Black Tower, defendant. Cause found and entered: false accusation, unprovoked assault, and confession of the same in open session.In four hundred years of that glass, no tower had ever gone to war with a cleaner reason than the one White had.Minister Penn set the only condition the state ever sets.Twenty-four hours. From the moment both sides accept, nothing moves for a full day — time for the old, the sick, and the children to be got out of the way. It is the one part of a tower war that has never once been broken, because the towers that broke it stopped existing.Both sides accepted at seven that evening.The clock started.Ashe knew it before he was out of the building.He was in a carriage nine minutes later, and the first thing he did was call Silas Kessler...."They'll all come in," Ashe said. "Every one of them. Blue, Green, Yellow, Brown — he stood in front of a minister
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