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Awakened: Evolving to Godhood

One day, spatial tunnels opened in the very fabric of reality, connecting Earth to a planet that came to be known as Xavier, a planet that has a lot of deserted settlements belonging to the civilization that lived on this planet before we started exploring it. Each settlement not only hides a secret of its own but also treasures, knowledge, and unthinkable technologies. In this new world, magicians rule the world and make the rules. They are those who can contain magic energy, an energy source present in Xavier, in their bodies. This energy is used to mainly empower supernatural cells. One can get them by consuming evolution materials. These supernatural cells suck magic energy to manifest one's superpower in the real world. Elliot, once the son of magicians in the channel opening stage, now lives the life of an orphaned and poor boy. Elliot is the weakest magician to ever exist in the world, a world where the strong are respected and the weak are disdained. With the death of his parents, the ones who used to look down on his has no reason to control their feeling. With a dim fate ahead of him, he grits his teeth and silently moves on to the day the light of glory shines on him, setting him apart from others in a single day, letting him taste what it means to be God! What does it mean to be a God? Read on and Find Out! 1000 Power Stones = 14+1 extra chapters per week. 1500 Power Stones = 14 +2 extra chapters per week 1700 Power Stones = 14 +3 extra chapters per week 2500+ Power Stones = 14 +4 extra chapters per week The chapters will be published at the end of each week based on the power stones earned that week. Join my discord: https://discord.gg/Cm9ZymDUN2

Crimson_ink · Fantasy
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A disaster!

The great constructs outside were lit up in blue light, indicating that they had already started to change the environment. Daytime ended in the blink of an eye, and night arrived in its place, casting a shadow over the creatures on the hovering stones. One such creature was showing a desperate, almost doomed expression on his face. He was kneeling in front of a handsome youngster, begging for mercy and crying tears of inky, black fuel!

"I am truly sorry, but mercy isn't a part of my dictionary. And it's not like I am doing something wrong or breaking the rules. As you can see, I am playing the game fairly, and that's why not a single piece of equipment responded to label me as a cheater. It's just that I'm too lucky, and you're too unlucky to have met me. Now, curb your sorrows, and if you are done overreacting, hurry up and give me my prize!"