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Cycle Of Nirvana

Author's note: There are bloody scenes, brutality and torture in the story. There are also mysteries that will gradually be revealed for mystery lovers. I warn in advance that those with weak hearts may tremble after reading it. --------------------- In my childhood, I grew up enduring hardships thanks to the love of my stepfather. No one in my clan liked me. To them, I was nothing but useless garbage. At that time, I thought my sufferings were too great. Now that I think about it, those troubles were actually as insignificant as a grain of sand in a huge desert. It was thanks to the events that began with my learning that I was a Chosen after I left my clan. Who had chosen me? What did it mean to be chosen? What was I chosen for? I didn't know that back then. All I knew was the existence of the book in my soul, which taught me more about it as I got stronger and there were other chosen ones besides me. If I could go back in time, would I do the things I did again? Would I be naive enough to make that bloody decision again? Could I have guessed that the truth was so cruel? In a world full of mysteries where the law of the jungle reigns, the great and colossal journey of someone who people wouldn't even call garbage.

Uragos · Fantasy
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Black King Sirius (2)

Asil's eyes widened when he heard the words 'kill and get strong'. These words were very simple but also very cruel. If the meaning of this word is really as it was thought, then it was a profound art that Asil could not accept. Because to him, human life was a precious thing.

After a brief hesitation, Asil spoke: "Senior... Can you elaborate on your technique? What do you mean by kill and get strong?"

The man named Sirius sighed and spoke after looking awkwardly at Asil: "Brat, I knew you were weak, but I didn't expect you to be this stupid. What do you think I was trying to say with Kill and get strong? My profound art is a Divine Profound Art. While it is impossible for you to understand the power of my Profound Art with this weak profound power, you just have to know that it is more powerful and rare than the total strengths and rarities of all the profound arts you have ever seen in your life. My profound power is based on killing your opponent and getting stronger by assimilating their life essence. The more you kill, the stronger you get, and especially when you are on a battlefield, my profound art is the best. Because there are countless people on the battlefield, and every dying person is a potential source of power. If you get tired, you can use them to restore your energy. Imagine yourself on the battlefield with hundreds of dead bodies. It reeks of death and you drink the blood of your enemies from a skull in your hand. Isn't it wonderful? Hahahahaha..."

Asil's eyes expanded further after these words, and his pupils shrank. Those words were not normal to him. In fact, drinking blood from a skull was disgusting to him. But the man named Sirius said these things as if they were perfect things and it was a great pleasure to do so. Asil has given some thought to how he should respond to this conversation. In the end, even though the man he was facing was bound in chains, it was clear that he was more powerful than he could ever imagine. Saying something to piss him off would not do him any good, it might even hurt him. Asil would approve of him, even if he did not want to, which immediately came to his mind with reasonable thought.:

" Wait a minute! I don't need to be afraid of this guy. If he was going to kill me, he could have done it already. And he's the real reason my body is mysteriously getting stronger. It doesn't make any sense for someone who wants to kill me. Besides, he thinks I'm too weak to be considered, so killing me might even be an insult to him. Then I don't have to be afraid. Whatever the outcome, I have to say what I think and do what's right for me. Otherwise, I can't be me. "

Asil looked at the man named Sirius with his eyes shining with determination and spoke clearly: "Senior. I think human life is very precious and something that should not be taken unless it is necessary. The man comes into the world once and makes countless mistakes until he dies. But it is these mistakes that make them human, and each man has a different destiny for this world. Every man change things in his own way in the universe. In other words, killing a person naturally damages the order of the universe by preventing it from doing what it will do in the future. In fact, this could turn into a Butterfly Effect and cause huge problems. I am not against killing people. Even if I thought it would damage the order of the universe, the people who should die have to die. For example, killing someone who kills hundreds of innocent people for pleasure is something that needs to be done even if it damages the order of the universe."

After Asil's words, there was silence throughout the vicinity. The man named Sirius's facial muscles began to twitch after not reacting for about ten seconds, and a strange expression occurred on his face. The man named Sirius looked at the Asil strangely for a while and then spoke in a tone that shook the floor:

"The order of the universe? The value of human life is? Brat, what are you talking about? People are nothing but objects that you can use to climb higher by stepping on them. Did someone insult you? Kill! Did someone look at someone you love? Kill! You do not like the look of someone? Kill! Did someone breathe? Kill! Human life, hahahaha! Brat, people have no value in this world. Power is the only thing of value. If you have the power, you do what you want. If you have no power, you submit to the powerful and do as they say. For example, if you and I desire the same woman and that woman loves you instead of me, then I will kill that woman's entire family. Then I will grab that woman and rape her in front of you. And while that happens, you cannot do anything because you are weak! Because I'm strong!!"