Low-Key GOD (webnovel)

**Chapter 5: Unexpected Trouble** Gray woke up to the warmth of the morning light filtering through the curtains. After a leisurely stretch, he completed his usual routine—a long, hot bath, followed by a quick bite of an apple as he walked to school. “Yawn... I wonder what the professor will teach today,” he murmured lazily, heading toward the classroom.  But the peaceful morning was abruptly interrupted by loud voices. Up ahead, a commotion broke out—Ambrose’s minions were beating up a boy with blonde hair. Gray stopped to watch, his eyes narrowing. The blonde boy was no ordinary commoner. His hair was too striking, too regal. *An illegitimate child of a noble, perhaps?* Gray mused, watching from the sidelines. "Something about this feels off," he muttered to himself. Suddenly, the blonde boy’s anger erupted, and with a flick of his hand, fire magic burst from his palm. The flames nearly incinerated the minions before Alicia, ever the savior, stepped in just in time, shieldi

**Chapter 4: Aftermath** "Oh man, it hurts. It seriously hurts," Gray muttered to himself, staring at his red and swollen hand after slapping Adolf. “[Skill: Heal]. Phew, that’s better. To think even slapping someone would hurt this much… the original owner of this body was seriously lazy,” he sighed, flexing his fingers. Suddenly, a cold sensation brushed against his throat. A blade. “So, you’re the one who defeated Ambrose, huh?” a voice came from behind. Gray didn’t flinch. He remained expressionless, his eyes forward. “I don’t know who you are, but it seems introductions at this academy are severely lacking. So, missy, who are you?” “My name isn’t one your kind needs to know or remember,” she said with icy confidence. “Fine,” Gray said with a sigh. "Yes, I defeated Ambrose or whatever his name was. But it seems you’re no different from him." In a blink, Gray spun around, grabbing her by the head and slamming her into the ground with a forceful thud. He stood ove

**Chapter 3: The Fallen Pride** As the previous period concluded, the students moved to their next class, but the atmosphere was tense. Whether it was because of Gray's overwhelming display of power or the anxiety of what lay ahead, everyone wore the exact expression Gray had hoped for: fear and awe. The sight fueled his excitement, setting his heart racing in a way it hadn't in either of his lives. “You have amazing combat power in magic,” Alicia said, catching up to him. Her eyes locked on his, awaiting a response while maintaining a polite demeanor. “Ah, Alicia, was it? No, it’s not like that. I just know how to show off,” Gray replied, his voice steady, despite his nerves. She was strikingly beautiful—more than any girl he had ever spoken to in both of his lives—yet his face remained expressionless. “Then, why didn’t you use your power when they were bullying you, mocking you?” Alicia's tone shifted, now firm and demanding an honest answer. “I was just boosting their eg

Chapter 2: First Day at Royal Academy as Reincarnated Early in the morning, while Gray was still lost in a peaceful slumber, there came a sudden pounding on his door, accompanied by a gruff voice. “Oi, you better be awake unless you're dead!” The loud banging jolted Gray from his sleep. He groaned, half-conscious, dragging himself out of bed. The curtains remained drawn, casting the room in darkness, blocking out the morning light. He stumbled toward the door, his feet heavy with sleep. When he opened it, he was greeted by a tall boy with an imposing physique, dressed neatly in the Royal Academy uniform. The look of disgust in his eyes was palpable. “You sure slept a lot for someone who’s going to die today,” the boy spat. Gray blinked, still shaking off the remnants of sleep, then stepped out of his room, facing him with a calm expression. His voice was hoarse. “Why do you care if I die?” The boy, Ruble Lionheart, let out a furious growl at Gray’s words. His face twisted in rage a

Chapter 1: “Is This a Dream? If yes, Then It's a Good One.” Izanagi, in his past life, died of old age—alone, as he had always been. He lived for success, but in the end, he left this world with no one by his side, only the glow of a computer screen displaying the countdown of his favorite game, Eldernia . “Wh-what is this? I can’t see anything... So this is what the afterlife feels like... cold, empty.” Izanagi felt nothing but an oppressive darkness, as if he were endlessly sinking into an abyss. [Unknown Voice]: You will be reincarnated into the world you’ve always desired. This time, live life comfortably, okay? A chill ran down his spine—even in death. The voice ignited a spark of awareness within him. "Wha-what are you? Are you a god?" [Unknown Voice]: You can call me whatever you like, my child, but remember this: in this life, choose what you truly desire. Suddenly, Izanagi felt his heart beating again. Slowly, he opened his eyes. "Oh, this is too good to b

                                                                                          Short Over View: Eldernia; A vastly played online MMORPG game, where players can become anything they want: warrior,chef,cleaner,babysitter, and even GOD set in a fantasy world of myth and magic has come to its end. In just 5 minutes all the servers will be shut down forever. Izanagi who is successful Businessman has played Eldernia for almost 45 years is too on his deathbed, He never cared about anything except for his drive to be successful but it took everything from him. And just a year ago he sold his business to his worthy Rival and best friend. Now he is just waiting for his end and Eldernia's end. Izanagi has always loved this game and achieved the title GOD with his sheer hard work, A title no one in the entire 45 years has anyone achieved. As he closed his eyes in his last moments he heard a voice [unknown : You have been reincarnated live your life like you always wanted].