My name's William. Been fighting these monsters on our blue planet for as long as I can remember. Thought I was doing good, you know? Protecting folks from the nasty things creeping in the dark. But then, I realized something—a truth that hit me like a ton of bricks.

The real monsters? Turns out, they're us. Humans. The same ones I've been busting my butt to keep safe. Some big shots up top, they're the ones pulling the strings, making these monsters in the first place. And you know why? Just for their own gain, their own benefit. It sickens me to my core.

So, I made a promise to myself right then and there. I won't play their game anymore. I won't let myself get tangled up in their mess of greed and power. From now on, I'm gonna do what I know is right, what I know is just. No more following their rules. It's time to carve out my own path, fighting for what's truly important—protecting the innocent and standing up against the darkness.

And there I am, surrounded by beings just like me, each with their own strength and power. And up on that podium? Some sorry excuse for a leader, spouting off about his rule like it's some grand decree. But every word he says grates on my last nerve. The crowd doesn't seem to be buying it either. People start to scatter, so I follow suit, blending into the dispersing crowd.

But then, the soldiers step in, blocking our path. Some of the other reincarnators try to muscle their way through, but as a hero, I can't bring myself to harm those weaker than me without good reason. So, I stand back and watch, frustration bubbling inside me.

Then, out of nowhere, we all hear it—the word that sends a chill down our spines: DOMINATE.

I felt a sudden intrusion into my consciousness, like someone trying to tamper with my mind. But this wasn't my first rodeo—I've faced monsters with similar skills before, and I knew how to break free. Drawing upon my experience, I swiftly created a barrier within my own consciousness, severing the connection to the invasive skill.

As I broke free, I realized that not all of the reincarnators were as fortunate. Some were still ensnared in the king's domination. Without hesitation, I raised my hand toward the king, channeling the heat within me. With a focused intensity, I conjured a searing ball of energy, its crimson hue pulsating with raw power.

With a swift motion, I unleashed the fiery orb, sending it hurtling toward the king with unerring accuracy.

Drax: "Hah, I can't have him dying now!!!" he mused inwardly after deflecting the laser with his great axe.

Emperor Shin was taken aback by the swift defiance of the reincarnators, realizing that most of them could break free from his skill and even launch counterattacks.

Meanwhile, General Sion, standing beside the emperor, felt a pang of disappointment in herself for failing to detect or defend against the attack. With determination in her eyes, she lunged towards William with her sword, only to find it unable to penetrate his body. Before she could react, William delivered a swift flick to her forehead, sending her crashing into the wall.

As William levitated and flew towards the king with a punch, Drax intervened, redirecting the force of the blow away from the emperor.

"Why did you do that?" William questioned, puzzled by Drax's actions.

Drax feigned ignorance, pretending to defend the emperor. "How dare you hurt His Majesty," he retorted.

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Realizing that Drax had been ensnared by the king's skill, William resolved not to hold back. With increased speed and dexterity, he maneuvered around Drax, closing in on the king. However, before he could land a blow, Drax intercepted him, delivering a powerful punch to William's stomach, sending him staggering backward.

"How... how can someone this strong fall under that skill?" William gasped, struggling to comprehend Drax's vulnerability.

Emperor Shin interjected with a cryptic observation. "There is a difference between being strong physically and being strong mentally," he remarked, his words carrying a weight of understanding and foreboding.

William raised his arm towards Drax, conjuring multiple energy balls that surrounded the formidable warrior.

"Don't move if you don't want to die," William warned, his voice carrying a hint of menace.

Focusing his energy, William gathered a ball of intense energy at the tip of his finger and unleashed it towards the emperor. However, his attack was thwarted by a silver liquid, blocking its path.

"Why does that weapon look familiar?" William pondered aloud, puzzled by the unexpected obstacle.

"It is my weapon, fucker," Drax declared, already beside William and swinging the flat side of his great axe towards him.

William grimaced as the blow struck him, but his surprise turned to shock as he realized that Drax had freed himself from the energy balls surrounding him. Feeling the searing pain of burns across his body, William couldn't help but marvel at Drax's resilience.

Ignoring the pain, William attempted to strike back, relying on his invulnerability to iron. However, his confidence proved misplaced as the impact of his blow reverberated through his insides, sending him crashing into nearby buildings.

As Drax knelt before the king, pledging to confront the enemy, General Sion snapped out of her stupor, brandishing her sword and scanning the surroundings for threats. Disheartened by her failure to protect the king, she resolved to pursue the reincarnators she deemed herself capable of handling.

Drax, charging towards William, voiced his frustration at the hero's tendency to overlook immediate dangers. Unfazed, William responded with a smile, immobilizing Drax with a gesture.

"I will do as you wish," William declared, assuming a punching stance and launching a powerful blow towards the helpless Drax. Sensing the incoming invincible hot force, Drax summoned Greg with his mind, creating a shield to protect..............................

Emperor Shin descended from the podium with his vassals in tow, a look of disappointment clouding his features as he surveyed the meager number of reincarnators he had managed to apprehend—only 27 out of the thousands present.

Frustration simmered beneath the surface as he encountered a group of reincarnators who appeared to possess powers akin to William's supernatural abilities. With a grimace of determination, Emperor Shin vowed not to hold back in the face of their defiance, calling upon his queen for assistance.

A glint of white caught their attention as Regina Glacialis descended from the sky with formidable force, her presence suffused with an icy chill that sent shivers down the spines of those present. As she landed gracefully, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to freeze in response, every being in the vicinity succumbing to the numbing cold—including the reincarnators poised to confront the emperor.