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The Strongest Sage had returned, and the world was nowhere near ready for him.
As the light intensified, a figure stepped out from the shimmering veil of mana. He didn’t look like a god or a monster. He looked like a young man, barely twenty, with hair the color of midnight and eyes that held the terrifying calm of a deep ocean. He wore simple, archaic robes that predated the current era by centuries. 1 : The Strongest Sage Appears.
"Tell me," he said, a faint, amused smile playing on his lips. "How many centuries has it been since the name was last spoken?" The Strongest Sage had returned, and the world
He took a single breath, and the magical pressure vanished instantly, sucked into his lungs like a vacuum. He looked like a young man, barely twenty,
This title sounds like the beginning of an epic or overpowered protagonist fantasy. Chapter 1: The Strongest Sage Appears
"The seal!" the Head Mage cried, his voice cracking. "The Forbidden Vault is opening!"
"The mana in this era is remarkably thin," the youth remarked, his voice carrying effortlessly across the plaza. He looked at his hands, then at the trembling soldiers pointing spears at his chest.