swordcraft story

A nameless street urchin dies after trying his hardest to survive in a cruel and unfair world, and then finds himself in a new one. Being reincarnated as Liu, the only son of peace-loving villagers in a rural community, he is initially content and overjoyed with this new life of peace and tranquility that he is born into. Unfortunately, this does not last forever. After his village is ravaged by bandits, Liu loses everything... including his freedom. Cursed to the life of a slave, he firmly decides to fight against his fate and rise against the tides of this new world that boasts even greater cruelty than his previous one. This world is home to Martial Arts, Mystical Arts, Strange Beasts, and powers that defy imagination, yet Liu is determined to survive in it. No, not just survive... he desires to rise to the very top, eliminating those who stand in his way. "Living is not for the weak." He says, "I refuse to be weak!" (Note: This novel is dropped!)

A story about a young boy in his conquest to become the the best blacksmith and to become The Craftlord. For your information this is from a game..haha

Sword. The Academy every awakened is forced to attend. More than 10% of students die from its cutthroat environment and the hells that lie beneath its surface. Without talent, those below average don't survive beyond a month. [Grade F] "Oh fuck... I'm the 10%" The worst of the worst. That was me. "Well, it looks like it's time for plan B!" My only hope for survival came in the form of a class. A class so useless by normal means that its purpose serves no function in survivability. But it was perfect. Perfect for leeching off those better than me that is! "Let plan friendship begin!"

Sword which crosses the firmament and split the sea.

A ship that breathes. A corridor that pulses like flesh. Kiran boards what should have been a vessel but finds himself swallowed by something alive, ancient, and hungry Trapped between seduction and infestation, Kiran faces a choice: give himself to the land’s longing, or fight for the last shreds of his will. But in a place where love is hunger and devotion has teeth, survival may mean losing everything that once made him human. Step aboard if you dare. The ship is waiting - and it is very much awake.

In country A, there was a city called Fen City. In Fen City, There is a disabled person named Luyi.As he pushed a small cart on the street every day to write family letters for others, the villagers liked to call him Scholar. One day, the number one master in Fen City died. Lu Yi reported it to the authorities but was embroiled in a surging power struggle. After that, a sword god emerged in Fen City. No one knew who he was. They only knew that he came and went without a trace and killed people invisibly. One day when writing letters for others, someone asked Scholar why his hand didn't tremble at all when holding the pen. Scholar replied to him, "When you see me holding the pen, does it look like I'm holding a sword?" Since then, the sword god of Fen City has become the sword god of the world.

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Noah loses his family because of monsters called curses, he falls into the sea and the water around him start to cure him of his injuries, his power needs him alive. Noah wakes up in a world he is a stranger to, a world where everything is different, a world where war is as normal as drinking water.

When Yi Liu Yue's parents died years ago, she became the only living legacy of their lineage--The descendants of the Heavenly Shrine Maidens. She was never able to connect to the gifts her mother wielded so well--The Swallows--until she had her mind on one thing. Revenge.

What is growth? Is it learning from mistakes? Walking through the tides of luck and misfortune as time drags you forward? Or is it choosing to embrace the future with an open mind—regardless of what you've lost? Then what would you call my path? I’ve grown through regression. I’ve chosen my own luck. I’ve endured misfortune and forged a resolve that refuses to break. Now, I aim for the pinnacle of existence. [Simulation Menu Unlocked] Simulation Anchor Point Detected. Anchor: ???