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Successor of Kukulkan (Book 1 Stubbed!)

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Ripped away from his son and forced to fight against the world itself, TJ has no love for this new Divine System, but if he needs to fight to get back to his family, then he’ll embrace the monster within to see him again. The last couple of years have been rough, and after a string of unfortunate deaths in the family, TJ Harris has been left alone in the world, except for his son. When this Divine System rips Junior away from him and demands that he fight to reunite with his family. TJ is left with no other choice but to dive headfirst into a merciless battle against nature itself and his fellow Participants. Each person is offered the Quest to gain one of four Classes, and TJ is inexplicably drawn to the Neophyte. As a descendant of Kukulkan, he’s assured that this Class suits him… but will it give him the strength necessary to survive a world gone mad? Only one thing is certain: he’ll fight, he’ll bleed, and he’ll burn everything to the ground if it means finding his son again. What to expect: -Moderately slow progression. -Gritty fights. -Multiple supporting characters but one main POV -A System entirely based off of mythologies from around the world, though it will take time for that to be made as apparent to the MC. -Daily uploads for the first month. -An MC who grows to understand this new world. -Starting alone but developing a core cast that won't always be together
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