Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Astraforgeans possess an otherworldly beauty, with ethereal features that set them apart from other races. Their eyes shimmer like distant stars, reflecting the vastness of the cosmos. Lithe and graceful, their movements are as precise as their weapon strikes. Each Astraforgean bears unique patterns on their skin, resembling constellations.

At the core of their exceptional abilities lies a genetic awakening bestowed upon them by ancient extraterrestrial forces. Unlike the demonic influences that some races draw power from, the Astraforgeans derive their strength from a connection to celestial entities. This cosmic gene grants them an innate affinity for all types of weapons, from the elegant dance of a sword to the swift strikes of a dagger.

What sets the Astraforgeans apart is their ability to wield any weapon with equal proficiency. Whether it be the traditional sword, the exotic katana, or the futuristic energy-based weaponry, an Astraforgean seamlessly integrates these tools into a mesmerizing display of combat artistry. Their skill goes beyond mere technique; it is a manifestation of their celestial connection, an expression of the cosmic forces flowing through them. For example, once one of them reaches Sword King. All their weapon skills would also advance to that level. They would become Speaking, Dagger King, Saber King, and so on. It was an unparalleled innate talent, which is why they had a place on the top 10,000 races in the Universe.

The Astraforgean society revolves around the pursuit of martial excellence. Schools of weapon mastery dot their celestial cities, where individuals hone their skills under the guidance of seasoned mentors. The forging of weapons is considered a sacred art, and every Astraforgean is expected to craft their own signature weapon, a process that solidifies their connection to the cosmic gene.

Erina had managed to have a chance encounter on one of the corpse of Astraforgean in one of her task outside the Earth. Then, he used the corpse as a material. Hired the only level 2 genetic engineer on the Earth to synthesize the Astraforgean Genetic Point for her.

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In the days that followed, Caleb found himself gradually settling into the rhythm of his new school life. His classmates, seemingly drawn to his calm and nonchalant demeanor, often approached him to strike up conversations.

"Hey, Adam, have you checked out the new anime that just dropped? It's insane!" one enthusiastic classmate exclaimed.

Caleb, leaning against his desk, glanced at the eager student. "Yeah, watched it last night. It was alright."

"Alright? Dude, it was a masterpiece! The plot twists, the animation—pure genius!" The classmate continued to gush about the anime's brilliance, seemingly unfazed by Caleb's laid-back response.

In another instance, a group of classmates gathered around Caleb during lunch break, discussing plans for the upcoming weekend.

"Anyone up for a beach trip this Saturday? It's been ages since we hung out together," suggested a lively girl with a radiant smile.

Caleb, calmly sipping on his drink, nodded in agreement. "Sure, sounds good. I'm in."

Excitement rippled through the group as they shared ideas for the outing. Caleb's easygoing nature seemed to attract conversations effortlessly, and his classmates appreciated the chill vibe he brought to their discussions.

During classroom breaks, various topics surfaced—from video games to recent gossip, and even the occasional debate about the best fast-food joint in town. Caleb's responses remained consistently relaxed, earning him a reputation as the class's go-to guy for maintaining a laid-back atmosphere.

As the days unfolded, Caleb became a familiar presence in the lives of his classmates, effortlessly living a student life with his rich social experience. Whether it was discussing the latest trends or planning weekend activities, he approached each interaction with a sense of ease.

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In the heart of the bustling school corridors, Caleb found himself immersed in the vibrant of everyday high school life. The chatter of students, the shuffle of footsteps, and the occasional bell signaling class changes filled the air with a familiar cadence.

Amid the lively atmosphere, Caleb strolled through the hallways, seemingly unfazed by the flurry of activity around him. His destination was the school courtyard, where a peaceful spot awaited him. As he settled on a bench beneath the shade of a sprawling tree, the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant hum of conversation created a serene background.

Leaning back, Caleb observed the ebb and flow of students passing by. Some were engaged in animated discussions about their latest hobbies, while others rushed to swap notes before the next class. The courtyard, bathed in the warm glow of sunlight filtering through the leaves, became a haven of tranquility within the bustling school grounds.

During lunch breaks, Caleb found solace in the familiar routine of unwrapping his homemade sandwich. His classmates, noticing his penchant for bringing lunch from home, often teased him about this.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Seriously, Adam, you should open a restaurant. Your sandwiches are legendary!" one classmate exclaimed, earning a nod of approval from others.

Caleb, ever nonchalant, chuckled in response. "Maybe someday."

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Erina, stood at the front of the assembly hall, her presence commanding attention from the eager crowd of students. The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as she addressed her students.

"Listen up, everyone!" Erina's voice rang out, echoing through the hall. "We're entering a crucial phase in our academic journey, and I know each one of you has the potential to shine."

Her gaze swept across the sea of faces, and she continued with unwavering enthusiasm. "As you know, unlocking your 1st gene lock is a significant milestone. It not only enhances your abilities but also opens up new possibilities for your future. The coveted last spot for the 'Elite Trial' awaits the student who achieves this feat."

A murmur of excitement rippled through the assembly. The 'Elite Trial' was a legendary event, whispered about among students as a test of true prowess. Only those who successfully unlocked their 1st gene lock were eligible to participate.

Erina, her eyes gleaming with determination, encouraged her peers. "I've witnessed the incredible potential within our student body. Now is the time to tap into that potential and strive for excellence. Work hard, train diligently, and let's make our mark in the upcoming 'Elite Trial'!"

With those inspiring words, Erina left the classroom to a chorus of applause. The challenge was set, and the students felt a motivated as if injected with chicken blood. The prospect of the 'Elite Trial' ignited a spark in their hearts. After all, winning the spot would alloww them participate in the Asia Ascendancy Tournament!

As students dispersed, whispers of determination filled the air. Some discussed training regimens, while others shared tips on unlocking gene locks. The quest for the last spot in the 'Elite Trial' had begun.