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Great Journey: Whims of Fate

babywrath
A man from a broken marriage is reborn in a world of swords and magic. A divine goddess grants him new purpose, a perfect maid stands loyally at his side, and a land of his own awaits his rule. Yet the world holds far more than he ever imagined. He finds himself on a continent with a million kingdoms, each the size of an Earth continent, ruled by gods who pursue their own agendas. Legends speak of heroes and the trials set before them by fate and the divine. These heroes are not native to this world, but reincarnators like him, scattered across a realm too vast for any one of them to fully explore. In the midst of it all, Bastion Diamondhart drifts between stories not meant for him, casually crossing paths with heroes of prophecy and meddling in their fated journeys. Guided by fate’s whims through a mysterious talent from his previous world, he leaves a mark wherever he goes. Updates every three days. 30 advanced chapters in Patreon. Support me on www.patreon.com/babywrath What to expect: - 50% World Building (Traveling, Sightseeing, Lore, Fun places I have built in my head that match the Isekai aesthetic) - 20% Combat (Martial Arts, Skill usage, Spells) - 20% Power Progression (Explanations, Options, Analysis, Choices that were made to their builds) - 10% Romance (Harem, Love, Sex, Companionship)
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