{Information revealed!}
{These are the benefits!!}
{Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?}

"What the hell is this?!"

Aaron, barely a year old but possessing the intellect and cunning of a seasoned adult, stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the world around him.  Before his very eyes, information panels, glowing with an ethereal light, materialized, detailing every aspect of whatever he gazed upon. From the intricate root systems of the ancient trees in the Forest of Flesh Eaters to the composition of the mud hut that served as his current home, nothing was beyond the scrutiny of his newly discovered ability.  Even the roughspun blanket clutched in his tiny hands revealed its origins, its thread count, and the type of fibers used in its creation.

{Do you wish to steal the artifact's Ability?}

The question, presented in stark, bold text within one of the information panels, made Aaron smile.  It was a knowing, almost predatory smile, utterly incongruous on the face of a baby.

"I don't know what this is," he murmured, his voice a soft gurgle that belied the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. "But that doesn't mean I can't utilize it… With these eyes… I'll be the youngest Emperor in all Three Continents!!"
Aaron was not a typical infant. He was a man of thirty, reborn.  Not for the first time, either.  This was his fifth reincarnation, and in each of his previous lives, he had clawed his way to the pinnacle of power.
He had been a General, leading armies to glorious victories and carving out a vast empire.
He had been a President, shaping the destiny of nations with shrewd political maneuvering and unwavering resolve.

He had been the Young Master of a powerful, influential family, a name whispered with a mixture of awe and fear, a force to be reckoned with in the cutthroat world of noble politics.

He had even been a Renowned Scientist, his brilliance pushing the boundaries of human knowledge, culminating in the creation of the first youth-preserving drug, a discovery that had both revolutionized medicine and made him a legend.

Now, Aaron found himself reborn as the Cursed Child, the harbinger of death and destruction, the subject of fearful prophecies that had driven his own mother into hiding.
"Can you believe that?!" he gurgled, the irony of his situation not lost on him.  He, who had striven for power in every lifetime, was now branded as a destroyer before he could even crawl.

Will Aaron leverage his vast experience and hard-won skills to defy the prophecy and forge his own destiny, or will he succumb to the ominous predictions and become the Cursed Child the world so desperately feared?

Let's find out.

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"Ahem!! That was surprising... Ok, Next!!"


The people watched as some men walked towards them and pulled the headless body of Bivo, out from the Arena, with some cleaning the blood behind them.


After some minutes, they were all ready for the second fighters.


"Good luck." The girls said to one of their sisters, who nodded and walked towards the center.


The lady stared at the young man in front of her, and nodded. She summoned her short sword and got in a fighting stance.


The young man stared at her without hiding his disdain, his hands folded behind him.


Aaron frowned seeing the guy, and called Egon.


"My King, He killed a whole family because their 5-years-old boy mistakenly poured clean water on his clothes... He's one evil demon Bastard! With the news from the guards, it took more than thirty guards to apprehend him, and Zukor sealed his powers."


Chapter 88 - Death Of A Queen